<?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-8245128827895340436</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:30:36.658+05:30</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Childhood'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Truth'/><category term='Happy'/><category term='Hope'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Terrorism'/><category term='Secrets'/><category term='Ooty'/><category term='Girls'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Terror'/><category term='illusion'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Hindi'/><category term='People'/><category term='Story'/><category term='Picnic'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Nation'/><category term='Nasty'/><category term='Palolem'/><category term='Sher'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='Society'/><category term='Dedication'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Journey'/><category term='Heart'/><category term='Airline'/><category term='Goa'/><category term='India'/><category term='News'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Ctrl C + Ctrl V'/><title type='text'>My Notebook</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-243007049801537795</id><published>2011-10-11T01:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-11T01:55:56.472+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You wanna cut me off... Cut Me Off!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tree needs? Essentials are some fresh air, some sunshine, some water... but I guess what it also needs is some care.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a tree standing tall and getting all of the essential one day and next day the mother earth creates a storm and the tree falls on the ground. What made it die... not that it will not have air or sunshine or water, but what lacked or taken away was care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God not only designed trees like that, I think thats how humans live too. You may have all essential elements but If somebody doesnt care for you, human cant survive. May be some say, Oh I dont care, but then that means you love yourself more than others. I think trees do that, stick hard to the ground, loving themselves too much so that they can take any storm which comes their way but the truth is, if the mother earth takes away the care, you are gone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is strange... you care for someone, someone cares for you... all is fine!&lt;br /&gt;You care for someone, someone care for someone else, someone else for someone else but then the circle doesnt fulfill likes this. Or may be its too vicious to understand or may be a lifetime is not enough to understand it or realize that the circle may be completed someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you keep waiting for someone, that someone makes you keep waiting, and then one fine day you realize that the wait is never ending. The one who was making you keep waiting never wanted to be there. Its good to have options and you were one... but then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved ones are taken away from you by god, thats painful but more painful may be loved ones taking away love from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PdRsLAuZa0/TpNUnNAnkNI/AAAAAAAACPk/7QRo3QSQIsk/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PdRsLAuZa0/TpNUnNAnkNI/AAAAAAAACPk/7QRo3QSQIsk/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You stand tall like a tree amidst all the storms, but then one day mother earth decides, no more care, no more love and you are done... Thats the day when you say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna cut me Off, then CUT ME OFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-243007049801537795?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/243007049801537795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=243007049801537795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/243007049801537795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/243007049801537795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-wanna-cut-me-off-cut-me-off.html' title='You wanna cut me off... Cut Me Off!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PdRsLAuZa0/TpNUnNAnkNI/AAAAAAAACPk/7QRo3QSQIsk/s72-c/DSC_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6203372213873949918</id><published>2010-02-28T22:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:27:40.228+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Whats wrong being called a GOD?</title><content type='html'>Well the past week has been a great one in the history of Indian sports and specially Cricket. The demigod of Cricket aka Sachin Tendulkar has left no stone unturned while playing the game and writing his name in the history books. &lt;br /&gt;For those of you who aren't aware, he scored 200 runs in an ODI which always seemed to lure him and everyone else and critics and his fellow colleagues says that no one would have deserved it more. &lt;br /&gt;Some points to note which may not go to the history books: -&lt;br /&gt;1) Most Facebook status messages that day and for days to come belonged to Sachin and pronounced him GOD. Some of those didn't agree to it and feel that he is over-hyped, playing for himself and there is not much in a sport to declare someone god. &lt;br /&gt;2) The servers of the site cricinfo.com was crashed due to the hits they received that day for the record Sachin made and they interesting honor him with the records saying... Only you can do this and really, only he could have done it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The critics poured in and rather than honoring his achievements they said that he doesn't deserve to be called a god or demigod, he is doing it for himself, many people are choosing cricket and wasting their careers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to me it seemed like what he has done only god can do!!! A man who holds almost every record which is there in ODI's and yet after playing for 20 years he has never given up. He still looks that young like he was 20 years ago and he is just improving on himself all the time. Who else has done it consistently for 20 years??? Any single player who do it would be given the status of god!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the point is that its just not Cricket and thats why he is given that staus. I guess every sports fan does this to anyone who succeeds in sports. Isn't Roger Federer called the god of tennis? or Ayrton Sena holds the same status in F1 or Madonna or Pele in football? &lt;br /&gt;There are many who have done wonders in the respective sports they played and they didn't just play it for themselves.  They did it for their country, their people and its a tremendous achievement which should be celebrated and every fan has the right for call them god or even above god if they want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said that there are many people who give up their carriers or waste themselves playing galli(street) cricket as they want to aspire to play in the national team and become like Sachin. Well whats wrong in that? &lt;br /&gt;Firstly, everyone cant be successful otherwise we would have no measures of success.&lt;br /&gt;Second, everyone has one idol, dont we? We all want to do really good or want to be successful in whatever profession we are. But are we all successful if you look at that measure of success? Are we all at the pinnacle of our profession? No!!! But those people have and thats the reason they are admired, prayed, idolized and lived as... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall also stop comparing achievements in a ladder, for a man an achievement could be scoring a single goal in a college football match, or for that matter feeding his family of four, or may be bringing smiles to some children across the streets by offering them some ice-cream to eat. An achievement is for an individual and when that achievement is so big, it needs to be hyped coz everyone cant achieve the same and they shall be idolized for others to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single man who brings joy to 100 billion people in a country of 130 bn people with his masterstroke is no one else but GOD because I see no other occasion when we all come together and smile for a single cause, cheer for a single cause and enjoy for a single cause!!! &lt;br /&gt;As I said before... Everyone's world is limited and so is god nowadays and so is such joy!! so stop criticizing, be a part of it if you want or ignore if thats the best you can do!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets stop honoring those achievements whether its in any sports and understand that playing the sports takes more from your body. Its a short term profession where you cant last forever and body is going to give up someday or other. Whatever heights they achieve during those years, they shall be well deservingly applauded for the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. As I was writing this post, The Hockey World Cup 2010 has begun and India have beaten their arch rival Pakistan with a scoreline of 4-1 comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am not trying to hurt anyone's belief of god so If you feel that then I apologize in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6203372213873949918?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6203372213873949918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6203372213873949918' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6203372213873949918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6203372213873949918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-wrong-being-called-god.html' title='Whats wrong being called a GOD?'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3757895996721227607</id><published>2010-02-16T05:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:15:33.435+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>The Best Valentine Ever</title><content type='html'>P.S. Added word verification and comment moderation as someone is trying to screw... and I can guess who she/he is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I had my best Valentine day ever celebrated this time. It was hell of a day where I enjoyed a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went for a drive on 13th night after having some Thai dinner, I was supposed to be a long drive of 1 hr. We took the route of Chicago which is like 6 hours journey from here. We took IN66 for 2 long hours and then took a wrong turn. (Now this wasnt a wrong turn, but rather we didnt take a turn and simply followed a road :P). After driving for another hour we realized that we have lost completely. We didnt know where we are... so our driver aka ME tried his sense of direction by reading North/South and start driving. We hit roads where the traffic was only following us in the opposite direction and there were only grass on either side of the road. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thrill was driving at 80-90 mph which is a violation, but I enjoyed it thoroughly. The best part was I lost my data signals too so werent able to turn my GPS on... lol!&lt;br /&gt;We called people but it was just their voice on mail... lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1.30 am in the night we found a Walmart (god bless them! :P) and I bought a GPS from there to show us the way. (see you need someone/something to show the way in life.. hehehe). We got home by 4am. It was simply amazing to see the stars, driving without lights on at times, and watch the lil orangish sky at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on 14th all of us went for lunch. Following this, we went for another drive of 3 hours and believe me the scenery this time was awesome. As its snowing here so the roads, trees and full of snow and it looks like you are in Switzerland (this came from someone who was there for past 2 years). The scenic beauty was simply awesome... Had amazing fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came back home and all of us Desi's here celebrated with Tambola and Dumb Shiraz on 14th night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It simply was awesome... I had fun... how was ur Valentine? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3757895996721227607?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3757895996721227607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3757895996721227607' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3757895996721227607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3757895996721227607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-valentine-ever.html' title='The Best Valentine Ever'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6004022988926972851</id><published>2010-01-30T09:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:30:32.823+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Its really difficult!!!</title><content type='html'>Its really difficult to understand girls, i say complex... whosoever said that, its quite true. &lt;br /&gt;Not to generalize it but I think atleast I cant... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty confused... any tips friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Currently playing Ibn-E-Batuta from Ishqiya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6004022988926972851?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6004022988926972851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6004022988926972851' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6004022988926972851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6004022988926972851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-really-difficult.html' title='Its really difficult!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4477509602587957582</id><published>2010-01-25T12:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:01:46.797+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Dont know the title again...</title><content type='html'>It really helps a lot. Since I have begin writing here again, it really helps a lot. To keep out the anger or control my emotions, it helps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life hasn't been so complicated lately. But for past couple of days it seems a lot has been changed. My thought process and my idea of putting it across. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the same dream is getting repeated, oh gawd... i dont want those signals at all...&lt;br /&gt;and also the fact that i get weird dreams at weird times and then i remember them all day long. No wayssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all want to be loved... isnt! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok changing the topic ... :P&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate when people used to call Indians in America as "DESI", and now... I think they call them rightly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell an instance, a girl with us today took all the clothes she bought last week to the store, because somebody told her that there is a 15 days price match, so if the price is less then she will get the difference.... gosh no, plese dont dont do this everyday! :P&lt;br /&gt;and its not that it costed even 20 bucks to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks... its true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always time taken in adapting, but with that there is mentality... but sometimes i find some ppl are short of that mentality. PERIOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4477509602587957582?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4477509602587957582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4477509602587957582' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4477509602587957582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4477509602587957582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-know-title-again.html' title='Dont know the title again...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4101414421842781686</id><published>2010-01-20T19:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-20T19:24:11.210+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Dream &amp; Reality</title><content type='html'>Today Morning I woke up with a dream... A dream that am married and its early morning, my wife is sleeping and I am making a cuppa tea for her and she is very happy when she wakes up. I wasnt scared with making tea for her or because she is happy, but for the sheer dream! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is too much of working. I was working till 2am in morning and then woke up at 6.45 and 1st thing... no prizes for guessing, checking office mails! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To surprise myself, my today morning ginger-black pepper tea is without sugar, cutting calories! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then read the news that only Maharashtra domicile would be driving taxi in Mumbai... Why?&lt;br /&gt;If this is the case then I would never be working here in US, neither am a citizen, nor a domicile. I have never understood the fact that why do we try to define boundaries to the world? Just because we live in certain area, do we own it? It is totally politically motivated, to get more votes from the poor people of Maharashtra. Now the black rates for getting a domicile would go up, all the things would still remain the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone rightly said... As we are growing, our hearts are shrinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets pray for the people of Haiti those who have died, lost their homes or dear ones in the massive quake earlier this year. My heart also goes for the poor people who are suffering in Hyderabad because of demand for a new state, or in Pakistan who are dying because of bomb blasts or in Iraq. Too much of pain is there in this world. I try my best to bring the smile back on their faces. Request you too to donate for poor people of Haiti if possible. Lets do what we can... and atleast not say but make this world a better place to live. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The tea doesnt taste as bad as i thought it would be! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4101414421842781686?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4101414421842781686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4101414421842781686' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4101414421842781686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4101414421842781686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2010/01/dream-reality.html' title='Dream &amp; Reality'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-7944136017825036002</id><published>2010-01-19T18:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:46:16.889+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Am I  Back? :D</title><content type='html'>Well Frankly, When I wrote the last post I wasnt sure if any of you gonna read it, but some of you did. So thanks to Ria, Lena, Ella and Suruchi for visiting. I am still in midst of fighting with myself to do this. I may have checked your blogs but may have not left any comments, so forgive me for that. I am soon gonna be a reader too again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I did a lot of soul searching, a lot of looking into where I am going, what I am doing, and why I am doing... and frankly didnt like the answers a lot! :D&lt;br /&gt;I pursue something which cant be aimed. Something which has an obvious NO for an answer and yet... i do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then may be am dumb! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just will post an old one of my sher... &lt;br /&gt;रूह की गहराई मे तुम झांक कर मे देखो, &lt;br /&gt;किसी कोने मे क्या दर्द दबा रखा है, &lt;br /&gt;लफ्जों मे क्या बयां करे जालिम, &lt;br /&gt;हमने तो हर ज़ख्म हरा रखा है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-7944136017825036002?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/7944136017825036002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=7944136017825036002' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7944136017825036002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7944136017825036002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-i-back-d.html' title='Am I  Back? :D'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3662555963623263532</id><published>2010-01-16T02:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-16T02:00:22.963+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><title type='text'>I miss my BLOG!</title><content type='html'>I miss writing really. Coming to my blog and putting down all my thoughts. I really miss doing all this. Sometime i come and just write and leave the post unpublished. There are atleast 50 posts written by me in the past which are left unposted, coz it only makes sense to me and it wont make sense to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog was actually my biggest friend at a time. They say that when u feel lonely then u should go to someone special and say all the things u want to... Dil halka ho jaata hai! and thats what my blog used to do for me. I used to say everything out here and then I would feel good. This is another one of those days when I realized how much lonely i feel and how much i need this special place to write and say whatever I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things i have to write read and express... yet i cant! but i will ... soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ya blog and miss ya all!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3662555963623263532?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3662555963623263532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3662555963623263532' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3662555963623263532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3662555963623263532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-my-blog.html' title='I miss my BLOG!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4236340826805984310</id><published>2009-10-20T09:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:56:47.615+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>FATE</title><content type='html'>I love you... those were his last words!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were getting married on 17th...&lt;br /&gt;He went to buy her the Solitaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still thinks he is coming... in a mental asylum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is what is called FATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is after long i putting up something. I missed being here, but whenever i come back i dont know what to write. Its not that I dont have anything to write, but there are so many thoughts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4236340826805984310?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4236340826805984310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4236340826805984310' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4236340826805984310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4236340826805984310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/10/fate.html' title='FATE'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1354591471615826403</id><published>2009-09-16T23:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:50:30.520+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>In the Search of Infinity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/EmptyMindL.jpg" height="400" width="250" style="float:right" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty mind is a wanderer. The most notorious kid and the most brilliant minds can't think of what an empty mind can. Sometimes it just lets one weave a nice web of dreams and sometimes it just shatters everything... even what seems real!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind takes wherever nothing can, to the skies, to the oceans, even to the heart and dreams of yours. It all seems so real when one is travelling. It all seems to be nice, but one realizes the reality when ones back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty mind has no limits, no inhibitations. It goes away with someone and comes back with something. It lives a life of its own... free like a bird!!!&lt;br /&gt;It has nothing to fear of, nothing to worry about... what it knows is whats gonna come... just when and how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has no limit... imagination begins from where it ends in real life... and thats where the search of Infinity begins!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life of dreams, and a dream from thousands... its all here... Search from the infinity and make it yours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Was thinking of what to write for long... thought of another hindi poem, but then something like this... which even makes me think...&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. The image here is not for any commercial use and all the rights remain with the &lt;a href="http://www.personaltao.com/tao/art-mind.htm"&gt;author&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1354591471615826403?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1354591471615826403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1354591471615826403' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1354591471615826403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1354591471615826403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-search-of-infinity.html' title='In the Search of Infinity...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-7106507686687342657</id><published>2009-09-08T23:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:18:04.293+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Is It what we want?</title><content type='html'>Why does it happens that when we want something badly, and when we have it... We dont like it that much!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we want or are we searching for something which doesnt exist???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-7106507686687342657?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/7106507686687342657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=7106507686687342657' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7106507686687342657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7106507686687342657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-it-what-we-want.html' title='Is It what we want?'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3120816826373933510</id><published>2009-08-10T19:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:05:32.840+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Missing ...</title><content type='html'>Ok... let me begin by saying that I dont like the fact that most of my friends on blogsville are leaving it or hibernating. Though the fact is that I dont update here regularly... but months... no ways!! I am not that lazy!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a serious note... guys I love you and I miss ya around... guys like CD, Sneha, Pri, Kashmira, Keshi and Veens... and many more ... some are back and some are yet not!! :) Miss you around guys!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read many posts on blogs ville today and one thing i found was common... most of them talk about past... somehow it made me re-look into mine!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been good for me... I am holidaying and enjoying at the same time... Went to Delhi in Feb, Goa in Mar, Jaipur in Apr and then again to Rajasthan and Kashmir in July (not naming some of Mumbai trips meanwhile :D)... though at the same time i missed meeting a beloved friend and I dont know if I would ever get a chance to meet her again... (she lives in other part of the world)!!! I am sorry dear friend!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, at the work end, successful years with some awards (not many rewards though!! ;))... still after all this my past doesnt let go!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop remembering those school days when we used to fight for lunch boxes and who will eat what... A 2 rupee note was big enough to buy happiness! believe me... its true!! :)&lt;br /&gt;A ride on the bicycle... in the cool breeze to a friends place was like... wow!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the mud... making paper boats and making them swim in the water when it rained!! &lt;br /&gt;Flying kites (i still love it), painting people when it was the festival of colors (HOLI)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grew older... fell in love and did some non sense things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like calling her endlessly... just to listen to her voice&lt;br /&gt;messaged her a lot... just to let her know how much i love her&lt;br /&gt;gifted her whatever she wished for... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me was mad!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then... MBA... those were the best days man... on the campus how u really start loving people and how they became important part of your life... Friends for lifetime... just to tell u guys... and dont wonder... and touchwood... we have a group of 7 friends (including me) and we almost share 100-287 (was the highest) mails per day.. irrespective of our busy schedule... so we know whats wrong or right with us and what we are doing... touchwood but even after 2 years of leaving college, even after their marriages, promotions, work, and whatever... we still share ourselves... we fight and we make up... and we make sure that we are around!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then came work... which made me let go my love... or my love let me go!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed... a lot, i miss old days... not like i could have done something else.. but i miss being a kid, driving that bicycle around like crazy... begging mom for 2 extra bucks which cud have changed the day... &lt;br /&gt;I have changed, only wear brands... dont know what brands were then... every new cloth was a bliss... an ice cream was something special... and so was a chocolate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel we have become victim of this world (atleast me) which is changing so fast that i am not feeling like keeping abreast with the change... I miss being the same person who thought 100 times before spending a buck and when spent was happy like hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss being like the same person for whom happiness wasnt slave of money or success for that matter... but it was in small things... like when dad come home and bring something from the market... &lt;br /&gt;I miss to be with them.. my parents... people love to leave family and yet i hate it when I have the pleasure for past 4 years!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss... a lot many things... a lot many... and yet I LIVE!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3120816826373933510?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3120816826373933510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3120816826373933510' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3120816826373933510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3120816826373933510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/08/missing.html' title='Missing ...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3060886253231643124</id><published>2009-07-05T04:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:20:55.616+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some of my recent hindi writing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;रूह की गहराई मे तुम झांक कर मे देखो, &lt;br /&gt;किसी कोने मे क्या दर्द दबा रखा है, &lt;br /&gt;लफ्जों मे क्या बयां करे जालिम, &lt;br /&gt;हमने तो हर ज़ख्म हरा रखा है...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;td rowspan=3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/Sk_b323xnjI/AAAAAAAAB8E/hbzQgllcTzo/s320/dew+drops.jpg" height=200 width=200 align=center/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;वो पूछते है नाम मुझसे मेरे इश्क का &lt;br /&gt;और पूछते है हमसे इजहारे इश्क भी&lt;br /&gt;हाल क्या बताये अपने दर्देदिल का&lt;br /&gt;दो ओस की वो बूंदे बेहाल कर गयी&lt;br /&gt;चांदनी रात मे चुपके से आकर &lt;br /&gt;हमसे हमारा दिल लूट ले गयी &lt;br /&gt;कर दिया बदनाम हमको हमने लूटा है&lt;br /&gt;वो हमसे हमारी नींद चैन ले गयी &lt;br /&gt;कुछ न बचा वो बस एक नाम रह गया &lt;br /&gt;और मश्क़ मे ओस की वो दो बूँदें रह गयी &lt;br /&gt;और मश्क़ मे ओस की वो दो बूँदें रह गयी...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3060886253231643124?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3060886253231643124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3060886253231643124' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3060886253231643124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3060886253231643124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-of-my-recent-hindi-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/Sk_b323xnjI/AAAAAAAAB8E/hbzQgllcTzo/s72-c/dew+drops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8658748696218898736</id><published>2009-05-11T22:51:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:48:25.931+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Why Love?</title><content type='html'>Why do we love? &lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a difficult one to answer... lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be we love coz we need love, or may be love coz we have a heart, or may be love coz we like someone, or may be love coz we feel we are compatible, or may be we love coz we want someone to love us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons may be many, but one thing i can say is that we all want to be loved... or should i say most, coz some may take offence!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us love irrespective of what they get in return... or shall they expect returns? yes i guess everyone does, saying that we dont want to be loved back is ideal... i think even god wants to be loved!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream too much... and moreover i dream too much about love. I just want to settle down on a lakeside in a small house may be with my love... where i can just admire her beauty in a perfect natural setting!! :D&lt;br /&gt;ya ya.. i dream too much!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss those miss calls on my cell, some msgs which change the whole day or may be someone smiling on the phone and saying few words to u which make ur day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel even i want to be loved, is that wrong :P ... read a post today on some blog which made me realize that what I am missing... and today after ages i remembered my Ex... may be those were good days... atleast i were loved!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Dont comment if you cant say something very very good!! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8658748696218898736?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8658748696218898736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8658748696218898736' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8658748696218898736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8658748696218898736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-love.html' title='Why Love?'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8814247969903951292</id><published>2009-05-08T10:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:21:46.360+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>My Dear Life...</title><content type='html'>Dear Life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you told me how much you wanna tell people all that you dont like in them, or what they do which is not liked by you...&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you care about them so that you dont leave them, as well as you have the fear of them losing you... &lt;br /&gt;And for the sheer love, you stick with them, not telling them what you dont like, or what you would like to change in them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have done things which are not liked by you. I know I have hurt you but you stuck with me during thick and thin!! I know saying these things wont change anything, but my dear life, I love you too... I am trying to change, change for the sheer fact that I wanna live with my life and I believe one day will come when you will also like me the way i do you!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is kind and cruel in its own ways... It gives the best of life to those who may not care about it, or may not want it, and even life loves them, but those who think that life is of utmost importance to them, god deprives them getting the best of life!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i have you, in some way or other, may be you dont want the way I do, yet you want to stick with me... you care about me and I know god has been kind enough to me for atleast having you for so long!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my dear life, and i wanna live with you forever!! Even if the eternity passed by, I want people to rememeber that me lived a life. Me lived a life, where not only my life made me happy, but I made my life much more happier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say, that life doesnt stick, If one goes, there come another, If this would have been so easier then no one would have cared enough for life. I will stick with you atleast till the time god asks me to give up, and thats where the death comes!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I value you, not because you have a form, but for the fact that what you are, how much happiness you spread around, how much smiles you bring to the faces of people around and how much of what you are... LIFE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be golden, brown, black or pink, but you are a sunshine to me, the inspiration to live and to do things!! For me you have all the colors which makes me see a rainbow every now and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be i fight with you by driving rash when things dont go alright, but then in the end i know and you know how much we care for each other!! In the end I know that atleast that little bit you love me is there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear life, I never want you to give up on me, I would die if you will... I can spend my life in summer with the heat beating when you are around or in winters when the ice freezes me and you may keep me warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I love anything more than myself, its you my life... I value you, respect you and I live because of you and for you!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;yours and only yours...&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thought of writing something which may be called weird and which belongs to everyone of us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8814247969903951292?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8814247969903951292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8814247969903951292' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8814247969903951292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8814247969903951292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dear-life.html' title='My Dear Life...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3683890407948610790</id><published>2009-05-05T21:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:36:57.364+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Holding Back...</title><content type='html'>Can we love two people at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try to answer this, and the answer i find is yes we can... may be we cant commit to two, but we sure can love too, thats what i think at least and i may be completely wrong!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Love? Its a feeling, a feeling which comes to us automatically, we dont force ourselves to feel that way, so how can we stop doing it when we love one???&lt;br /&gt;Or is there any chemical reaction which i havent heard about which says that if u love one, you cant love one more... May be I am not talking about love as a child, friend, father, mother or such things, but am talking about the romantic love... yea.. Romance!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Is love about romance all the time? Cant you love and yet you dont want to romance? May be possible, the only thing is that you have to accept it for yourself. But we cant blame anyone. I am not saying that he/she shall do it. I am not saying that principally one should accept it... Its about individual, some may accept it some will not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we say love is pure, why do we say that people who may love two people will make it impure? Does love actually use mind? Or are the feelings controlled from mind... May be in this world where we control everything using our mind, but is Love the same then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may sound out of my mind to many, but yet I am talking about a practical scenario where a person may love someone who is already loving someone else. But can this person love both? &lt;br /&gt;Would you call it two timing? Am not talking about changing commitment, but even if he/she doesnt express it then also those feelings are there? Or is expression a crime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know may be love is something which in itself is not answerable, and one sided is the worst love which can happen coz then u r pitied at times. May be we should love only when we know that this would be answered with yes. :P&lt;br /&gt;May be its like a interview you only appear if you are sure you will be selected.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a mystery truly which has only entangled me. Love is something which I have never been able to understood. When to love, why to love and whom to love... If you have these answers then share ;)&lt;br /&gt;But i think only then love would be impure, coz then u wud control it... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those who love, dream and those who dream love... There is no safer side in life, there is only a side you take thinking safe but you dont know what will happen eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I always want to remain a child, looking for answers... not giving those!! &lt;br /&gt;May be i always want to be a child coz then I dont have to think what will happen eventually, may be i will just live a life and leave rest on time... but even when a child demands for chocolate, he cries thinking that he will get it!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont wanna give up on my dreams... may be i say giving up is easy, but comparing to sticking to ur dreams... coz those who dream believe in it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may be those who give up their dreams, look at me... thinking that this ass can dream then we may too! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life, question wisdom.. and remain a child... may be u will still smile at the end of the day!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as they say... You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3683890407948610790?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3683890407948610790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3683890407948610790' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3683890407948610790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3683890407948610790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/05/holding-back.html' title='Holding Back...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4204686168193705607</id><published>2009-03-24T06:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:47:38.198+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>The Politics of Sports</title><content type='html'>Elections are here... and how do you know??&lt;br /&gt;When you watch the news and see the accusations just increased by parties...&lt;br /&gt;When you look around and find out the posters of various parties...&lt;br /&gt;When you see any Neta(politician) visiting your area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is not about elections, we will deal with it later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about the politics over sports... A country of 1 billion and how many medals do we produce? I guess 3-5 every Olympics (i know its exaggeration), and still no one listens to it ( the cry of sportsmen). One Vijander Singh wins a bronze and he stops playing sport and get more active in Modeling and Body Show business. Well, not his blame, but he knows that if he wants a good future, this is the only way to do it in the country which only plays to the administrators and not the sportsmen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mr Gill named person runs the IHF and another someone Mr Politician runs IOA (Olympic association) and when one smart minded Mr Modi runs a show in cricket, everyone calls him a politician... IRONY, isnt!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A country where I cant find a good swimming pool in my area, leave the sports complex apart, how are we supposed to produce talent, by asking them to swim in the dirtiest of the rivers around? and may be then die with some allergy or may be what i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sports person earns what, less than me i must say... but the glory he brings to the nation is unimaginable and also a big contribution to the society. In the end he gets a beating if he performs bad in one game being axed from squad and the man who runs the show (poor poor show) as administrator for years... he is awarded with some Ratna for his outstanding commitment... commitment to what? himself? the money he sees there? the power he has? or his age as he knows he isnt good enough to do anything else???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then comes... Sports vs Elections... obviously Elections are there to take place... whos saying NO to it???&lt;br /&gt;But the question is because of one bad incident in Pakistan, Are we gonna be so afraid and keep thinking that this may happen here too?? &lt;br /&gt;Then do we think the same about Mumbai 26/11 or the train blasts? Do we stop traveling or staying in a hotel just coz such has happened? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they say... It may hurt the whole prospect of India arranging Commonwealth... oh ya? Do you have the infrastructure... do u have the grounds? What do you have I should ask... You build the hostel for athletes on the banks of Yamuna which is risky and prone to earthquake... you could have atleast stopped that as it was in your hands... Isnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the IPL has moved out of the country because our country's politicians cant provide adequate security to both... What do you want to say, we arent able enough... being the 3rd largest force in the world, we arent able enough??&lt;br /&gt;Cant be do some management here to show to the world that everyone is safe here... I believe it... so when will you start believing it Mr Politician?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you free sports from politics????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4204686168193705607?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4204686168193705607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4204686168193705607' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4204686168193705607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4204686168193705607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/03/politics-of-sports.html' title='The Politics of Sports'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8075176674262152862</id><published>2009-03-04T14:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-04T14:38:41.947+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palolem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The trip to GOA... Part I</title><content type='html'>Hey all... m here, back from Goa yesterday... and it was an amazing trip!! Went there with one of my friends as he came to Mumbai and i induced him to come to Pune just on the condition that we will visit Goa!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with a train journey on Friday and initially it looked like its gonna be damn boring.  The compartment was filled with some boring people but I somehow asked them to swap seats and we moved to a different one. We were accompanied there by 2 girls and a group of some other people who were going there to visit a Church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was that we made everyone sing one song! :P though some were pathetic, but we actually made the girl sing too much!! :P&lt;br /&gt;it was damn funny... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real fun started in the morning when we reached Vasco De Gama at 7am in the morning. My friend works there in Navy as an Asst Commander (equivalent to Major in Army). There is a naval base there in Vasco and he took us there to his quarter (house). The best part was that we saw a fighter taking off from some 50 mtrs, and another commercial flight landed in front of us, we were just 50 mtrs away from all the excitement. &lt;br /&gt;The best part was to watch the fighter plane taking off at an unimaginable speed. I wanted to click but we weren't allowed to do so. Then we crossed the runway and i did it for the first time in my life using a personal vehicle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best feeling was like how we watch in movies, people walking saluting him and calling him "Saheb", it may sound common but to experience it is altogether different. &lt;br /&gt;The naval base is situated just next to the sea shore and Navy even has a private beach there. The view was also available from his quarter and we sipped the tea watching the sea... i mean the sun, sand and the beach! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not like i havent seen a beach before but this experience was certainly different from all of this. I guess I should thank Anvita for that. She almost pushed me to South Goa and that where we landed next. We took a Cruiser bike from Vasco, drove some 70 kms and reached to a beach called Palolem. As this is an off season time, there were not many people around. We were getting a shack for some cheap money but we choose a shack right in front of the beach which costed us a moolah in this season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palolem is a great beach I must say. Its one of the cleanliest beaches in India and the natural beauty is all around. It has clean water and one can really enjoy the day there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come in next post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8075176674262152862?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8075176674262152862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8075176674262152862' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8075176674262152862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8075176674262152862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-goa-part-i.html' title='The trip to GOA... Part I'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3529169700986223456</id><published>2009-02-08T15:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:03:00.138+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Sociality Again...</title><content type='html'>Aha... its nice to be back here!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I know many of you must be cursing me for not reading your blogs, but i do read them, just that i don't drop my comments that often now days... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets begin with the terror which rocked us on 26th Nov'2008. As I said, most people have forgotten it and they are living their lives. It has become normal, and we call it the "spirit of life" which as per me sucks... But proven again, we all have short term memories!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues change and then comes the issue of morality... moral policing and believe me, i wanted to laugh more than worry. I don't laugh because the girls were beaten up in Mangalore, certainly not, but on the act of moral policing. I only hate to be Indian at such occasions. These people don't have any right to prove whats right and whats wrong, and yet they commit the wrong with so much of rightfulness that nobody actually says anything to them. &lt;br /&gt;The act of cruelty in the name of morality... and whom do they beat? Some girls... If they are so brave then they should go to Olympics and beat some girls out there, I guess at least there they will win some medals if not anything else!!! &lt;br /&gt;Or may be they should try their hands with the BHAI's in Mumbai/Karachi/Dubai and then they will come to know how much balls they have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday read one more incident, a girl was caught with her friends brother while traveling. The girl wasn't beaten up this time because she was a MLA's daughter, but the boy who was supposedly of other community (Muslim) was beaten. Its crime to be a human if you belong to the other religion and hatred will certainly save this world as it will end this world soon and then we will again live in the stone age... at least thats the satisfactory part here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long such things are going to happen? I don't know when we will realize we are living in a free country which is free of religion and speech too. I don't know when we will realize that to rule is not everything but to live in a happily ruled is something. I don't know when we will realize that such small things matter too... This is not a world where we can live with one religion, one principal, one moral value, one thought... even in a house 10 people are bound to think differently... how long we will keep pressing them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have such questions and no answers to these questions... but i hope someday i have the answers too... &lt;br /&gt;Today I was reading that there is one guy from IIM-A(99 batch) in politics and he is the only IIMite. Luckily that shows me more prospects now to become a politician!! Not to be like one out there, but to be like someone as me... what i think, and i hope and count on that i remain what I am even after joining politics... Amen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3529169700986223456?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3529169700986223456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3529169700986223456' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3529169700986223456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3529169700986223456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/02/sociality-again.html' title='Sociality Again...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6512190151467015339</id><published>2009-01-05T09:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:28:43.730+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Action of Conscience</title><content type='html'>I was watching a public awareness ad in morning. A beautiful situation was portrayed where a young lady, nicely dressed, at a bus stop fainted and within seconds she was surrounded by many well wishers at the bus stand. &lt;br /&gt;At the same time, an old man, in torn out clothes was lying unconscious on one of the busiest streets, and no one even cared to look at him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question asked was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockqoute&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you let your conscience choose your actions?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockqoute&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly found it interesting and asked myself the same question. The answer i came up with... Honestly, not all the times!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i realized, this is a world where good looking people who are wearing brands and showing off are looked and cared off most, but may be if the most intelligent of minds is going by nearby... we don't care because he/she may not be good looking. We certainly decide our actions based on the mask wore by the other person and not with what the person is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is all about what we see, but intelligence is over and above our judgment so may be we skip the part where we can be wrong!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So may be, this new year we realize that conscience should decide our actions and not the looks decide our conscience...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year guys, Sorry for not being regular here and keep promising that I will be back... but i rather feel that I should be regular here and not promising anything this time... May be, promises are just meant to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be this new year brings a lot of happiness to all of you out there. May be this year we don't have to see what bad things we saw and faced last year, not just India but all over the world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care Folks, will be there on your blogs soon!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6512190151467015339?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6512190151467015339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6512190151467015339' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6512190151467015339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6512190151467015339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2009/01/action-of-conscience.html' title='Action of Conscience'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-888609891350540552</id><published>2008-12-12T17:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:02:02.640+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>The Politics of Terror and We!!!</title><content type='html'>I wanted to write for long on this topic. Finally after watching the proceedings, I am writing what I felt.&lt;br /&gt;Also just to remind you, there may be a long post ahead as the feelings are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Nov, the day when terror strikes Mumbai, the horror show is on for more than 60 hours, and it takes the life of more than 200 people including the life of those 10 people who were acting as terrorists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, what you see is that the terror has come to your bedroom, living room, and nobody is safe. Life doesn’t care any longer about class, society or status. The whole India becomes evident of the scariest moment of their lives. Tourism takes a blow and so do sports but the most hurt part is the humane nature of mankind. &lt;br /&gt;This isn’t the first of its kinds, and nor that the signals weren’t on for long, but a delayed attacked proved too costly for many. The bread can’t be earned and butter, forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting  which lately becomes evident is, that people wake up from their sleep, not most yet many. I have seen people not taking interest in politics and now what they talk about is that how this can be politically handled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also seen those people saying, Politics is not our cup of tea, and suddenly they wake up as now the attack has been made on them. I remember writing in one of my posts that people are insensitive about such issues unless they face it. I clearly see that happening now. People are marching on India Gate. People are forming a human chain. People are doing this; people are doing that… good for the nation that atleast even if we aren’t proactive atleast we are responsive, our emotions aren’t dead, and we all have a fear which comes out eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to see that people are really participating in the events which are taking place everywhere. People are even taking initiative which in a way can help the nation to rebuild and re-strengthen. I am only worried about how long this is going to last!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have seen in the past that people react in this way every time something goes wrong, but that’s only in the wake up of what had happened. &lt;br /&gt;You may find me pessimistic, but believe me, past only suggests that such enthusiasm lasts for some time and not forever. However we need to keep this ever lasting. We don’t need to be retroactive every time but proactive so that our or any nation doesn’t become a part of this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope people who were earlier saying, we don’t believe in politics; understand that our nation’s base is democracy. It’s a state of politics, where people, who are chosen by us, for us, rule the nation. We are equally responsible for every action of theirs. We can’t move ahead saying they are corrupt, but atleast we can do our bit so that corruption doesn’t takes place. It’s not they who ask for money, but it’s us who give them the money and make them corrupt. As we always say that we have connection, and we act just like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s easy to blame politics, but we never blame ourselves, how many of us are ready to move to politics, if not now but later? You know its like earning disrespect, but isn’t it true that one has to make his hands dirty to clean the surface. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all believe in love, yet not hate. We disown people who hate, and it’s very easy to do, but hatred is somewhere been brought up by the actions of some among us. We always have an opinion about everything, like how we blame Pakistan for the wrong doings of Mumbai. But isn’t it the case that people from our nation are equally responsible for the same. We always gave terrorism a face, a face in the name of religion. Why so? Why can’t we just act like when we say that terror has no face? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rallies, the marches, how long this all is going to last is my worry. Very soon, we all would be living our lives. It will hardly take another month to forget what has happened in Mumbai, if not a month then may be a year, but eventually we are going to forget about it. Another attack somewhere and we all would again be woken and shocked by the reality. It always hurts the most when it’s us, and we just keep praying that hope its not us, but how long is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we all talk about having a war with Pakistan, Is it really easy? When we are so much scared by killing of some 200 people, war takes life of thousands and millions. May be it acts as a corrective measure but it doesn’t bring any final solutions to the table. The final solution lies in our hands, to spread love, to make this nation less corrupted. Saying that illiterates only become politicians is easy, but where are literates to fight for votes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-888609891350540552?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/888609891350540552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=888609891350540552' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/888609891350540552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/888609891350540552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/12/politics-of-terror-and-we.html' title='The Politics of Terror and We!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-7548994814999300242</id><published>2008-12-03T16:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:51:24.788+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>After a long lull</title><content type='html'>Firstly, Sorry for not being active for so long now. I was damn busy first and then was at home at Diwali and then again in Nov for 10 days for marriages of two of my best friends (rather 3 ;) )!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No to update you guys, life is a lot happening these days. There is loads of work and so I dont get the time to be active on bloggersville that much. The past few days were quite exciting as i was traveling across Rajasthan and Delhi. I attended a friends marriage at Ajmer and the Shaadi ka Mandap(set) was amazing. There was a natural waterfall in the background. I just loved the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZpueYXEeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/q9vQ33AABZ4/s1600-h/IMG_2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZpueYXEeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/q9vQ33AABZ4/s320/IMG_2277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275520260661252578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we went to Pushkar, the place where the only temple of Brahma is located and the place which is known as "the most sacred place" for Hindus. &lt;br /&gt;The trip was amazing and the number of foreigners was more than anything else in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZqEMmIrEI/AAAAAAAAB24/0pKRdpFLOJw/s1600-h/IMG_2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZqEMmIrEI/AAAAAAAAB24/0pKRdpFLOJw/s200/IMG_2169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275520633844313154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 4 days in my home town Jaipur then, and believe me, it was amazing and I had loads of fun. Luckily Mom's B'day was on 26th November (same day a very dear blog friend had her b'day... Anvita, wish u once more!!). I celebrated mom's b'day and everyone was happy. All my near and dear ones were present and they thought it was more of a party for my surprise engagement, which supposedly was not the case!! :P&lt;br /&gt;The birthday took a tool on my pocket, as i gifted a new cell, a birthday cake and the whole party was sponsored by me!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Delhi for Sudipt-Swati's Marriage, and spent three days there. The marriage was fun. I have already updated you guys about their engagement which took place in May. The sangeet was on Friday and it was fun... we danced and danced and danced!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I mean we literally danced too much.. it was so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZq0nkKmJI/AAAAAAAAB3A/dgYwzeZCvSo/s1600-h/28112008394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZq0nkKmJI/AAAAAAAAB3A/dgYwzeZCvSo/s200/28112008394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275521465717528722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was the day of marriage where again we had fun... more friends from my MBA school joined in and we had amazing time. Ustad Amjad Ali Khan came, but i was waiting for Viru (Sehwag) and he didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZrcdaO_hI/AAAAAAAAB3I/kXIOxn-a95g/s1600-h/29112008446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZrcdaO_hI/AAAAAAAAB3I/kXIOxn-a95g/s320/29112008446.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275522150186286610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to Pune on Monday(1-Dec) and then there was  bomb hoax in the office and we all had to leave the building early. I was anyways still working from home! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this, I kept watching the bad news about Mumbai &amp; Taj... I just hope things will be better soon. I salute to all the martyrs and pray that all those who suffered and died, may they all rest in peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back and will update you more soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-7548994814999300242?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/7548994814999300242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=7548994814999300242' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7548994814999300242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7548994814999300242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-long-lull.html' title='After a long lull'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/STZpueYXEeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/q9vQ33AABZ4/s72-c/IMG_2277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6479544586082296920</id><published>2008-11-14T22:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:50:56.397+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>It has been long since i have posted something, hell busy thinking what can I!! &lt;br /&gt;But here i come again... with a series of questions which i picked up from Lena's blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One humble request, if you want to say something bad, Plzz say it!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;2. Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;3. Something I have and YOU want?&lt;br /&gt;4. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;6. What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;8. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;10. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you see me in the future?&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you going to post this in your blog and see what I say about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6479544586082296920?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6479544586082296920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6479544586082296920' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6479544586082296920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6479544586082296920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3969982948099408706</id><published>2008-10-27T00:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:57:34.699+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Life@Jaipur</title><content type='html'>As the title suggests, I am at Jaipur for past 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came via train and the journey was quite good. A family with 2 kids was traveling in my compartment. Initially i found the father quite odd, but later on i realized that he was just trying to be a good dad. The 2 little kids were boys and the younger one was 4 and he was amazingly naughty. I did not make them friends till next morning. But when in the morning, I opened my laptop and asked them to play, i had 2 of my best friends sitting in my lap, traveling with me!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pair was traveling, initially i thought they were a couple, but it turned out to be bro and sis!! :D &lt;br /&gt;Actually i was amazed the way girl was smiling at me, and i was thinking how she is not caring about her husband!! :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met so many friends in 3 days, another 10(can be more) to meet tomorrow in a reunion. Then one friend who has come down from London which i havent called yet (and she called me the time she landed!!), just to blame my lazyness.... I have so many friends to catch up and relatives too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back home at 12.30, had jaipur ki patashi, dalmoth... wah wah.. kya swad hai!! :D :D ( what a taste). Jaipur Rocks anyday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be another news from my side in some time... dont make guesses please!! :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Sorry for not being regular at most of ur places, i was busy with many things... this is no excuse but i will be regular once i get back to Pune and that is 2nd Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and a rocking Diwali (and safe too...), will post some pics of Jaipur's famous lighting for which people come from around the globe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3969982948099408706?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3969982948099408706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3969982948099408706' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3969982948099408706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3969982948099408706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/10/lifejaipur.html' title='Life@Jaipur'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1074969398563658729</id><published>2008-10-18T03:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-18T02:54:17.619+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Salty Water...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;water comes down&lt;br /&gt;still from the eye&lt;br /&gt;thinking or wandering&lt;br /&gt;of all that "high"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/cagedbird.jpg style="float:right" height=200 width=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love the pain &lt;br /&gt;it still remains&lt;br /&gt;walking slowly&lt;br /&gt;down that lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the moon&lt;br /&gt;which bright the sky&lt;br /&gt;oh lord i wonder&lt;br /&gt;when shall I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the darkness in heart&lt;br /&gt;breath thats still apart&lt;br /&gt;in the cage that lights&lt;br /&gt;it holds the life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its full moon's night&lt;br /&gt;which makes me remind&lt;br /&gt;the girl i loved&lt;br /&gt;and when it rhymed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all not end&lt;br /&gt;but i still rewind&lt;br /&gt;to play it again&lt;br /&gt;with script all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happy notes&lt;br /&gt;camera and light&lt;br /&gt;singing and cheering&lt;br /&gt;chorus and chimes...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Courtesy: Corbis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1074969398563658729?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1074969398563658729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1074969398563658729' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1074969398563658729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1074969398563658729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/10/water-comes-down-still-from-eye.html' title='Salty Water...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2620111349851013304</id><published>2008-10-10T18:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:13:43.548+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>20 ka Tag!!</title><content type='html'>I have been Tagged by 3 people for this, Pavi &amp; CG and Chakoli.&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;Interesting... sounds like someone knows abt my past!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first reaction was do i deserve this? and then was I still love you, and now is... ok, happens, i  wasnt the first!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;well, it can be that this world is free of violence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;br /&gt;huh!!! Well i dont like kicking butts just for sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Why do you blog?&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me this just 3 days back... i blog coz it makes me feel good, entertaining, knowing new people, letting my emotions go and there are many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;How do i know i will fall in love with whom, and eventually the question will come to will she love me back... &lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether that can happen coz i have seen my crushes too becoming my best friends and then i dont think abt them like this.... however as i said, i dont know whether i can fall in love intentionally with sm1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think neither is a blessing, but ya a combo of this can be one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know... I didnt know i will fall in love and now i dont know when i will fall out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i know it for myself and thats enugh... and also i wud do anything for that person to make her appy!!! Even if it comes to making fun of myself or anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could root for one social cause, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Relevant Education of human kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;When i miss someone or been cheated or betrayed by someone i trust!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Or even when people react silly out of nothing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What resurrects you the fastest? &lt;br /&gt;I havent figure it out yet, but yeah may be a call from someone i love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What’s your fear?&lt;br /&gt;Losing the people i love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Pavi &amp; CG : I dont have words... but i respect them both!!&lt;br /&gt;Chakoli: She is genuinely sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;br /&gt;None... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;Check the time and then Go to the door to collect the newspaper and milk... haha!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who will you pick?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i will have the power to pick anyone then, but may be i wud pick the one who loves me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget someone no matter how horrible a thing he has done?&lt;br /&gt;Well, depends... mostly i do, but few things i havent forgot in my life yet but forgiveness yes... i do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;I would love to be in a relationship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Tag 6 people.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to find... :P&lt;br /&gt;I leave it to ppl who want to do this tag if they find this interesting enugh!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2620111349851013304?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2620111349851013304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2620111349851013304' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2620111349851013304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2620111349851013304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/10/20-ka-tag.html' title='20 ka Tag!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4117235590824860915</id><published>2008-10-02T16:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:53:02.754+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>A Tribute~~~</title><content type='html'>A small tribute to a tall man.... Gandhi (its his anniversary today)!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Hindi&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;English&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कैसा वो समय था&lt;br /&gt;इंसान मर रहा था&lt;br /&gt;खून की थी बारिश &lt;br /&gt;हर कतरा डर रहा था&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;खड़ा रहा अटल वो &lt;br /&gt;लेकर के एक लाठी &lt;br /&gt;डिगा न सकी उसको तो &lt;br /&gt;फिर गोलियों की आंधी&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सच्चाई और अहिंसा &lt;br /&gt;यही था उसका नारा&lt;br /&gt;एक धोती मे जिसने &lt;br /&gt;हम सबका जीवन सँवारा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;गाँधी था या महात्मा &lt;br /&gt;ये उसको ना पता था&lt;br /&gt;दिल मे तो उसके खाली &lt;br /&gt;देशभक्ति ही भरा था &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सोचा था उसने भारत &lt;br /&gt;एक देश ऐसा होगा&lt;br /&gt;इंसान ही रहेंगे &lt;br /&gt;ना भेद कोई होगा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हिंदू हो या हो मुस्लिम &lt;br /&gt;वो प्यार ही करेंगे&lt;br /&gt;ईद के आने पर&lt;br /&gt;भी दीए भी जलेंगे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;क्या ऐसा था वो भारत &lt;br /&gt;जो उसने भी बुना था&lt;br /&gt;प्राणों की देके आहुति &lt;br /&gt;हर ईंट को चुना था&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;गोली ना मर सकी जिसको...&lt;br /&gt;ना मार सके हिंदू मुस्लिम &lt;br /&gt;हर वक्त मर रहा है वो&lt;br /&gt;आपने ही आदर्शो के साथ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;रोता होगा वो भी आज&lt;br /&gt;देख कर ये नंगा नाच &lt;br /&gt;आदर्शो का तिरस्कार &lt;br /&gt;और इंसानियत का बलात्कार&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दो माला फिर चढ़ जायेगी&lt;br /&gt;समाधी भी पुत जायेगी &lt;br /&gt;गाँधी के नाम पर फिर एक&lt;br /&gt;भाषण भी दे दिया जाएगा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मगर क्या याद रखोगे तुम &lt;br /&gt;उसके आदर्शो की धुन&lt;br /&gt;सच्चाई और अहिंसा &lt;br /&gt;ये है गाँधीगिरी के गुन &lt;br /&gt;ये है गाँधीगिरी के गुन....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was the time&lt;br /&gt;humans were dying&lt;br /&gt;blood was raining&lt;br /&gt;every bit was scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he stand still then&lt;br /&gt;with his Stick&lt;br /&gt;he wasnt scared the&lt;br /&gt;with the storm of bullets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth and Ahimsa&lt;br /&gt;those were his principles&lt;br /&gt;in one piece of cloth&lt;br /&gt;he changed the life of us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandi or Mahatma&lt;br /&gt;he didnt know it&lt;br /&gt;in his heart only&lt;br /&gt;patriotism was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he think of India&lt;br /&gt;will be a country&lt;br /&gt;where people will live&lt;br /&gt;without any differences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindu or muslim&lt;br /&gt;they will only love&lt;br /&gt;on the Eid too&lt;br /&gt;there will be Diyas(lighting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was this this India&lt;br /&gt;he wove with others&lt;br /&gt;sacrificing his life&lt;br /&gt;he put every piece together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bullet couldnt kill him&lt;br /&gt;nor did the riots&lt;br /&gt;but he is dying every moment&lt;br /&gt;with his principles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he must be crying&lt;br /&gt;looking at this ruined state&lt;br /&gt;principles being demolished &lt;br /&gt;and rape of humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowers will again be showered&lt;br /&gt;memorial will again be painted&lt;br /&gt;on the name of Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;one more speech will be given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But are you going to remember&lt;br /&gt;the motto of his principals&lt;br /&gt;Truth and Ahimsa(non-voilence)&lt;br /&gt;are the features of Gadhigiri&lt;br /&gt;are the features of Gadhigiri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Eid to everyone... time to celebrate!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Have fun... Cheers!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4117235590824860915?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4117235590824860915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4117235590824860915' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4117235590824860915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4117235590824860915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/10/tribute.html' title='A Tribute~~~'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6925334766246204962</id><published>2008-09-30T14:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:17:35.776+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>The Lull</title><content type='html'>I dont think I have anything interesting to put up as of now. I will come back as soon as I feel like... Just a small void!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6925334766246204962?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6925334766246204962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6925334766246204962' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6925334766246204962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6925334766246204962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/lull.html' title='The Lull'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-5584727499285450016</id><published>2008-09-26T23:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:39:59.456+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>The Tag!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=2&gt;I saw it on Solitaire's blog &lt;a href=http://mm-mm-mm-good.blogspot.com/&gt;Warm Fuzzies&lt;/a&gt; and then on Vrij's &lt;a href=http://vrijilesh.blogspot.com/&gt;Chai Biskut&lt;/a&gt; and decided to do it!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing that i have added 2 set of questions!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you miss Aneri?&lt;br /&gt;Oh so very much in my blog... she seldom visits!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever been in Veena's house?&lt;br /&gt;She never invited me!! :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you could do anything with Princess Mia, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Now what kinda question is this!! lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. i think take her out on a dinner(and not a date!!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is Ceedy's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Some Spanish Teacher of his!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What would you do if you hadn't met Vrij?&lt;br /&gt;I am still surviving!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What song could be Anjuli's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Jab se tere naina, more naino se lage re... hehehe &lt;br /&gt;She lives in toyland!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was your first impression of Aneri?&lt;br /&gt;She is sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. In a race between you, Ella and Aneri, who would win?&lt;br /&gt;I think I will!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;any guesses guys y!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;ok... i will tellya (Ella and Aneri will keep talkin!! ) lolzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Can Ceedy be bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;He is...!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What musical instrument would Ria most likely play?&lt;br /&gt;Piano! or wud she?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Would you open a mystery gift Princess Mia just gave you, without much hesitation?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.. y not!!! &lt;br /&gt;I hope these are not Nutellas otherwise she is gonna eat it all by her!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you trust Ria?&lt;br /&gt;Very much... she hasnt done anything yet to break that!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you dreamt of Keshi before?&lt;br /&gt;O my godddd.... keshi u really want me to answer this!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Oh no, Ceedy got kidnapped by aliens! What do you say once they get back?&lt;br /&gt;Wud u like to try again!!! lolzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Does Cess make you hot?&lt;br /&gt;well... she hasnt tried yet!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Name something you have in common with Solitaire?&lt;br /&gt;The letter a appears exactly once in our first name!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is one thing Aneri isn't exactly made for?&lt;br /&gt;To get angry!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What would you do without Princess Mia?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, may be i wud still live!! :D&lt;br /&gt;but yeah... painful!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is or would be a good nickname for Ella?&lt;br /&gt;I have already given her one!! :D :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-5584727499285450016?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/5584727499285450016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=5584727499285450016' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5584727499285450016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5584727499285450016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag.html' title='The Tag!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-544874866215033530</id><published>2008-09-25T09:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:12:33.942+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Anjuli</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/Anjuli.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the birthday of &lt;a href=http://maybeiamaddicted.blogspot.com/&gt; Anjuli &lt;/a&gt;, so Heres wishing her many many happy returns of the day!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/happy_birthday_06-1.jpg height= 300 width=230&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May god gives you whatever you wish for...!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this day and have a blast in Toyland!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-544874866215033530?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/544874866215033530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=544874866215033530' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/544874866215033530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/544874866215033530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-anjuli.html' title='Happy Birthday Anjuli'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2415920931470308642</id><published>2008-09-18T09:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:29:23.703+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>एक टूटी हुई खूबसूरत तस्वीर हूँ</title><content type='html'>This poem is written by a very dear friend of mine, and I took the permission from her to post it here on my blog simply because I loved it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कहते हैं की खुदा ने मुझे बड़ी फुर्सत में बनाया है,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेरे हर अंग को उसने अपने हाथों से तराशा है।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दुनिया मेरी खूबसूरती की उपमाएं देती है,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेरे हुस्न पर ताकतें लड़ उठती हैं।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;पर मुझे मेरे अपनों ने लूट लिया है,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मुझे छलनी कर तन्हा छोड़ दिया है।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेरे आँसू, मेरे दर्द को कोई समझता नही है,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेरी गमगीन हालत पर कोई तरस नहीं खाता&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हर रोज़ मेरी नुमाइश होती है,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;पर कोई खरीददार नहीं आता।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;प्यार का वादा सब करते हैं लेकिन,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;उसे निभा कोई नहीं पता।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मैं दुसरो के लिए ख्वाइश हूँ, जन्नत हूँ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अपनों के लिए गर्त हूँ।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सालों से लड़ रहीं हूँ अपनी खुशी के लिए,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;पर अब टूट चुकी हूँ।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;इंतज़ार है ऐसे रकीब का, जो अपना बना ले, गले से लगा ले।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मैं इंतजार में हूँ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मैं एक टूटी हुई खूबसूरत तस्वीर हूँ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मैं काशमीर हूँ।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She writes here --&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://dream-o-dream.blogspot.com/"&gt;Happy Soul &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: - Havent taken her permission yet for the hindi translation, as she approves it will be up!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2415920931470308642?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2415920931470308642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2415920931470308642' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2415920931470308642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2415920931470308642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='एक टूटी हुई खूबसूरत तस्वीर हूँ'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1113348676929662140</id><published>2008-09-16T23:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:16:41.414+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Kshama Daan - Forgiveness!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am a Jain by religion and sometimes i do follow some good things which are said by my religion. Today is the great day of "Kshama Vaani" (voice for forgiveness), which means that today nothing else but the words of forgiveness shall come from my mouth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Today, here, I bend both my hands in form of Namaskar and I ask for all of your forgiveness. Whatever mistakes I have made, directly or indirectly which has resulted in hurting you or insulting you by any means... I am sorry for all those!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time for me to publicly apologize for writing nasty comments, insulting you or anyone at your private space, not visiting you even after promising, making fun of you or your posts. If I have committed any of these acts or any other mistakes, then i publicly apologize to all of you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to all of you... Chintan, Dr Priyanka, Veena,  Sneha, Keshi, Anvita, Pallavi, Neelabh, Priya Handa, Anjuli, Samby, Nehya, Vandita, Lena, Ashu, Ria, Radhika, Vrij, Gunj, Kamaljit, Prashant, Nirmal, xh, Mishra, Rayshma, Amy, Chakoli, Gonecase, Craziest, Prakruti, Kashmira, Pavi, Stupid (sorry that i dont know ur name!) and everyone else whom I have not mentioned here (not intentionally) but i ask for their forgiveness!! :) (no order for the list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all count in my family as this is the place what I call it, my life after life!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;So I ask for all of your forgiveness!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who i know personally and i have emails or contacts, I will also ask for it one more time... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all will forgive me!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just to tell you that this festival is not so that we can make mistakes intentionally thinking that the day will come and we will ask for the forgiveness, but as we are human and bound to make mistakes, we accept it with humility... And also promise not to repeat it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KshamaDaan Mahadaan - Forgiveness is the biggest gift!!! :) &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/8245128827895340436-1113348676929662140?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1113348676929662140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1113348676929662140' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1113348676929662140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1113348676929662140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/kshama-daan-forgiveness.html' title='Kshama Daan - Forgiveness!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-5583519114327371517</id><published>2008-09-13T19:31:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:57:23.133+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><title type='text'>How Long???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Note: - I know there are many of you reading me, who will just say that we dont have any interest in politics, but I hope you have interest in your and your loved ones lives. Even after being so literate we just wait for the things to happen to us, and then only we will have a voice over things!! I hope the day dont have to come where you go through it to understand what it is, but to understand you only need a heart... Hope you are listening!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Its just not about a country, but its about what the world is turning to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since we are living in the shades of fear. The never lasting series of blasts is taking a toll not only on the lives of many, but also more and so on the lives of who go through it and also who fear it to be true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series started with my hometown this year and has been extended to Bangalore, Ahmadabad, Surat and now Delhi. Innocent people die, they give up their lives, because some people who are mad enough not to understand that this wont help anyone, keep doing it in the name of Religion. The so called Zihaad is helping no one, the people who die have no religion, the people who suffer have one though, and the religion they all share is called "Victim"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the news, and the central government declined the demand of the state of Gujarat to have a law which enables better law enforcement while catching terrorists (I know many will have a different view, and certainly we can debate!!), but it has been declined because of so called communalism but the bigger reason is a political one where the opposition wants to become the ruling party by having the votes of one community!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lack of political will and the focus is more on to catch the people after the act, rather than been proactive and preventing them. When such terrorists are caught, the so called human activists come out to save their lives. The people in one state are demanding to join another nation, and in some other states people are thinking that their state is a nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear some of the political leaders talking in one of such states you will surely think that whats the law enforcement agencies doing. One person think that he is the voice of millions living as if the place belongs and owned by his forefathers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lacks clearly is a political and social will to punish and end it at once. I watched Wednesday, and I think that some one has to come out as a common man to tell the powerful people that they arent gonna be watching endlessly where many like us give up their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know a solution but yes I surely know there is some problem!!! How Long are we going to let this happen and play with our lives???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know is that this will only strengthen my will to join the Politics!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-5583519114327371517?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/5583519114327371517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=5583519114327371517' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5583519114327371517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5583519114327371517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-long.html' title='How Long???'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4301377837670109553</id><published>2008-09-11T22:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:10:17.763+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Just Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'comic sans ms';"&gt;Okie... I think I should make you feel good first so that you guys read it all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I admit to all those who used to think, this guy is mad,then I accept, I AM!! :D :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/caged-1.jpg" style="float: right;" /&gt;I really dont know what I want from life, One day I think of something, and the other day I think of something else!! No fixed goals, no short term set targets, just dream big but no plans to achieve them!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i want to be aloof, alone and then sometimes i think i badly need someone. I need to be taken care off, coz i hate to pretend that I am a very strong person!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I again think, No, this is the way i should be... Lonely!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of giving up on sweets and carbs one day, and the next day I think, just once more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of start running in the morning and then it starts rain in the mornings... even i think god is also not with me!! lolzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think i should reduce my weight, and then I think, so what, if people like the exterior more then let it be. Y should i change for others... and then i think, no i should!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of giving up the time i spend online, then i think i cant live without it, which is quite true, I am addicted!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of not living with friends, but then I find it most difficult not having them. Then i make the mistake of too early calling someone friend and then it hits right on the head, for making the mistake of calling them one!! !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many things for which i repent, but the most I do was to be loved and to love!! But that is for myself!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still someday i feel like i should fall in love, and someday...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still... Life goes on... killing&amp;nbsp;everyday&amp;nbsp;slightly!! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: All above written is totally inspired from a movie!! lolzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4301377837670109553?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4301377837670109553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4301377837670109553' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4301377837670109553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4301377837670109553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-thoughts.html' title='Just Thoughts...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4165891503709349618</id><published>2008-09-10T08:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:31:33.996+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><title type='text'>Making A Difference</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was out whole day for attending a seminar. Heard a story, which i think wasn't new to me, and I&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;even think to you too, but would like to share here with you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;An old man had a habbit of going for a walk every day at 5am. His house was just next to the shore and he used to walk around the shore everyday.&amp;nbsp;This was one of such days that he came out for the walk. After walking some distance he saw a very young child dancing on the shore at some distance. He became curious that what at morning 5am, this child is upto. He increased his pace to reach to the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;When he reached, he realized that the boy isnt dancing but throwing the star-fishes into the water. He became amazed and asked the boy what he is upto! The boy replied that Sir, the sun will be out in some time, and then these star fishes will die because of the heat. So I am trying to put them into the water to save their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The old man said, that there are thousands of star-fishes around you, how does it matter? The little boy just picked up a star-fish, threw it into the water, looked at the old man and said... Sir, I just made a difference!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of the story is that whether we put in small efforts or big, somehow they all matter. Thinking how will it, doesnt make any!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also here I request all of you to help out the Bihar flood victims with whatever you can, rather than thinking how will it make a difference. You never know that the amount may be enough to save the life of a little child at least for one afternoon!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you, with the picture of the disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="260" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/bihar.jpg" width="400/" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4165891503709349618?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4165891503709349618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4165891503709349618' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4165891503709349618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4165891503709349618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-difference.html' title='Making A Difference'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3936260669642459036</id><published>2008-09-03T21:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:46:01.379+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Ganesha... My Life Line!!</title><content type='html'>I dedicate this post to Ganesha. He is my best god and there was a time, when I was in crisis and I know that he pulled me out of it all. He is my Ishta Dev and given me a lot in this life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/dancing-ganesha.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ganesha, I love you God!! :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Ganesh Chaturthi Folks!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S. There is another post just below this, so check that one too!! &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/8245128827895340436-3936260669642459036?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3936260669642459036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3936260669642459036' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3936260669642459036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3936260669642459036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/ganesha-my-life-line.html' title='Ganesha... My Life Line!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-5603869011089832637</id><published>2008-09-03T19:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:47:27.624+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>D lIfE oF @ JoKeR</title><content type='html'>Just wanna know.. what do u guys infer from the title of the post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/large_batman-the-joker-d3xjfbwm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Good, The Bad or The Ugly!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Keep me posted!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. More to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-5603869011089832637?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/5603869011089832637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=5603869011089832637' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5603869011089832637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5603869011089832637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/d-life-of-joker.html' title='D lIfE oF @ JoKeR'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3522946677824760528</id><published>2008-09-02T00:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-02T02:06:11.547+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Absofuckinglutely Awesome!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 90%;"&gt;I think we were overburdened and overboard/overbored with the love triangle that Bollywood had to offer. But I think now we can say, that we are a part of grown up and mature cinema!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 90%;"&gt;I think i have seen one of the best directed/scripted/narrated movie of our time. People say Dil Chahta Hai&amp;nbsp;was/is a cult... then i think the era has just begin, the road has just been laid down... A new Cult will follow- The Rock in Indian Cinema!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 90%;"&gt;I was spellbound with the expectation i had when i went into the theatre to watch the "EXPERIENCE" i had... and believe me, you go there for watch a movie but this is simply experience!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 90%;"&gt;In the afternoon a friend was telling me that this is a movie which will tell you that you&amp;nbsp;should follow your passion, but then which movie dont!!! I think this is a movie which tells you, enjoy!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 90%;"&gt;Its a slow movie, offcourse, coz with the speed of the rock, the pace of the movie cant move... And i somehow think that if the movies' pace wud have been faster then it would have&amp;nbsp;been different&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;i say...&amp;nbsp;not that big a hit for me!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 90%;"&gt;Just was chatting to a friend, who is a director himself, studying in a World famous direction school in Sydney, and has&amp;nbsp;directed one small movie which was nominated for one award, and i was telling him, that its the best he can watch in Indian Cinema!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 90%;"&gt;Somehow i think Anjuli,&amp;nbsp;was perfectly right when she&amp;nbsp;said awesome(cube)... Thankya Anjuli!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 90%;"&gt;I think director Abhiskek Kapoor has made an awesome flick... and Farhan Akhtar wont regret it ever after Dil Chahta Hai... Hats off to you guys!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;ROCK ON!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3522946677824760528?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3522946677824760528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3522946677824760528' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3522946677824760528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3522946677824760528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/09/absofuckinglutely-awesome.html' title='Absofuckinglutely Awesome!!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4684214761589422409</id><published>2008-08-27T14:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:02:09.665+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Indian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;While coming back from Jaipur (home), I travelled with India's most prestigious Airlines... INDIAN!! Now i hope after reading this post, Mr Prafful Patel, honorable cabinet minister, Ministry of Civil Aviation, doesnt sue me, so please any lawyers for the taking!! lolzzz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/SLUeTgQPwJI/AAAAAAAABTA/WtwheDtH0dw/s1600-h/Indian_airlines_logo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" fd="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/SLUeTgQPwJI/AAAAAAAABTA/sDNc_Py0zjM/s320-R/Indian_airlines_logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I entered the Jaipur aiport and moved to the scanning counter and much to my surprise there was no one from the prestigious airline to Welcome, but yes 2 of the civil servants (mockingly and not IAS) were sitting there chatting with each other. Almost every other airline which had a flight then (Jet, even Spicejet) was there. Now i shlould tell you that this was my first fight with our national airlines, previously i have only travelled with Kingfisher (my favorate) and Jet several times, but not with any other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then i went to the checkin counter and there were &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2 GUYS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;(service industry yaar :P ) sitting there, and without asking me my prefrence and before i could have said, Aisle, he gave me the ticket, Luckily for him (and offcourse me ;) ), it was an Aisle!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cleared secutiry and moved to the other half of the airport, and no one to welcome there also, just one to confirm in his sheet that yes, 18C is booked. I walked to the aircraft and it was an A320. But believe me, the real surprise was yet to come... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I climbed up the stairs, and guess what... &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2 aunties&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were there to welcome me!!! Gosh... terrible, but somehow she said Good Morning!! :D Once uncle was talkin on the phone as the announcement for seatbelts and take off was already made, and one of the aunties, in a sarcastic language asked him to stop!! It was terrible, believe me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After some time in the flight, I pressed the switch to call the steward, she came, i asked for water, she said ok, did not switch it off, and till next 15 mins no one was there. Luckily there was a young one in the business class, she came, asked for what i want, and she came back with a water bottle in next 2 mins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And yeah, before that i also asked for Economice times, which was never served, the uncle sitting on window asked for a hindi newspaper, and still Indian Express was served, Third time i gave him the one lying in front of me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The only thing good about the whole experience was the breakfast served which was the same as i have it in King, and also the safe landing! :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And yeah, the Mumbai Airport has changed a lot, and the change is for good... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But my only advise is, howsoever nationalist you are, still capitalism is the key! lolzzz. If you are a visitor then dont dare travel in the prestigious airline!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;King is really the king of good times!!! :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4684214761589422409?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4684214761589422409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4684214761589422409' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4684214761589422409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4684214761589422409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/08/indian.html' title='Indian'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/SLUeTgQPwJI/AAAAAAAABTA/sDNc_Py0zjM/s72-Rc/Indian_airlines_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-757787304521295798</id><published>2008-08-21T00:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:01:43.329+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Vacations Over!!</title><content type='html'>I am back after a long vacation from back home... It was fun and costly too (cozz of Rakhi! !:P )&lt;br /&gt;hehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/rakhi.jpg height=200 width=200 style="Float:left"&gt;On the eve of Rakhi, me with my cousins and Chachi(Aunt) went to eat some chat pakodi, and the shopkeeper asked me, Bhaisahab, aapki Rakhi ki shop hai!! :P&lt;br /&gt;Look at my hand... &lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;and i said, nahi, but i have sisters in lot!! :D&lt;br /&gt;and i m lucky with that, i have so many sisters that i feel lucky to be pampered by them!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also trying to catch up with all of your blogs but i think the backlog will take some time for me to do the act!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, the good news is that it was a great day for Indian Sports, and finally we won 2 medals in Beijing today (1 Bronze, and 1 more bronze atleast), so its time to cheer up. Hopefully this will make the government realize and take some steps towards the betterment of Sports. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to mention the fact that this country has a popular slogan, which is... "Kheloge koodoge toh banoge kharab, padhoge likhoge toh banoge mahan..." and i think its time to change the mentality towards the sports and sportsmen. They come from our families only, and we need to praise them for what they are doing. Medal or no medal, but them having the fighting spirit is what matters in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also liked the approach of Media too which actually didnt showed the cricket news, but kept focusing on the athletics achievement in Beijing. Time for some change now i guess!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Indian cricket team finally won a one dayer in Sri Lanka and Mr Mendis didnt trouble them much. I hope in coming future they are not going to be bowled completely over by Mendis Gugly!! lolzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-757787304521295798?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/757787304521295798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=757787304521295798' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/757787304521295798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/757787304521295798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/08/vacations-over.html' title='Vacations Over!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6233830890950677796</id><published>2008-08-08T16:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-08T16:36:24.562+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Time</title><content type='html'>Leaving for home today till next weekend which is Rakhi. Will be staying and enjoying in Mumbai for today and tomorrow and leaving from Mumbai tomorrow Evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i will be a little late in catching up with your blog for time being, so just cope up with me and keep visiting. I will keep visiting you but may or may not be dropping a comment, but it will come later for sure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes... i m leaving you all with a Question, taking the cue from &lt;a href="http://shortabbreviations.blogspot.com/"&gt;Solitaire &lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms;"&gt;What would you do if after taking a bath, you realise that you have left your towel in the bedroom and you have left the big window of the room open?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/hidenseek.jpg&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your witty answers... have fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6233830890950677796?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6233830890950677796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6233830890950677796' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6233830890950677796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6233830890950677796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/08/vacation-time.html' title='Vacation Time'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1302299101351589496</id><published>2008-08-04T09:29:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:11:05.874+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Weekend Fun...</title><content type='html'>Happy Friendship Day to all of you out there!! &lt;br /&gt;hope u had fun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was great and saw Mummy III and Ugli aur Pagli over the weekend, and it ended with this weird combo... i doubt any of u have tried it, but it was awesome!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; B n Sizzling Brownie &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/beer.jpg height=150 width=200&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the resolution of the pic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess rain inspires me a lot to write, and its raining outside... And power cut is about to happen... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i will have another cup of Ginger and Black Pepper tea!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1302299101351589496?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1302299101351589496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1302299101351589496' title='59 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1302299101351589496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1302299101351589496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>59</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6111238302307506728</id><published>2008-07-29T23:18:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:01:48.879+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its raining here in Pune, for past 3 days. The weather is awesomely romantic, and I want to be out there, in the mountains, camp firing, rain dancing!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think of a question too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why cant we just be friend with girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dont know, but i think, most of the times, when a male approach some girl, its always seen as flirting!!! If a male try to talk to them, it seems that he wants to take her out on a date! If a male asks her out, it nothing but a date! If a male ask for the mobile no, oh, he will send them all creepy msgs!&lt;br /&gt;Which city, email, blah blah blah... the male one just want to exploit, he is not real, he is weird, he will misuse!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/gnb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if the same happens from female side, then males arent allowed to say No! If they ask for cell no, then males cant say No!&lt;br /&gt;Males should tell everything, because they are the worst of it kinds, if they dont, then they are fake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a male is not telling, he is bhav khaooing (showing attitude), but females, they just do it for their safety!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it is asked to some female, its her choice, when to tell and even to tell or not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why we males are treated like this, Cant we be genuine, do you think all male are hungry for sex, and that too everytime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I as a male understand that yes, their are bad ppl, who can exploit, but then why is it everyone who is blamed? And the same goes for females too then!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, We are real, emotional, and we can be friends too... Some bad experience of yours cant blame the whole gender!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we think of(just think of) some female to be a friend, its just labelled to be Love, too soon!!! There is a lot of difference between liking and loving, just like boy friend and lover!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya, may be i m generalising, coz it happens most of the times, if not always!! :D&lt;br /&gt;and i m certainly not a hunk, or Cutie pie... :P&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, how horrible it becomes!! :P&lt;br /&gt;Male bhais, plzzz dont take the liberty, ask them... what they want, after all we are the inferior ones!! lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my female friends, this was a general thought which came to my mind, not that i have experienced it today and i am ranting out here!! lolzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds like some hindi movie dialog, But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Cant We be just friends?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besharm hoon, kya karoon!! :D ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6111238302307506728?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6111238302307506728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6111238302307506728' title='86 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6111238302307506728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6111238302307506728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends.html' title='FRIENDS'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>86</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8755874470323868283</id><published>2008-07-24T17:02:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:46:11.098+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Saza~~~ Punishment!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;दिल के किसी कोने मे जगह खाली है &lt;br /&gt;हमे बस उसमे तुम पनाह दे दो &lt;br /&gt;कुछ न मांगेंगे उम्र भर तुमसे &lt;br /&gt;खुदसे मिलने की बस ये सज़ा दे दो &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;English Translation&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some space in the heart &lt;br /&gt;give me the a place to stay there &lt;br /&gt;Wont ask you for anything else but&lt;br /&gt;give me the punishment to meet u once... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not well and down with fever, still working in office!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Catch up with you and your blogs pretty soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Reading...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8755874470323868283?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8755874470323868283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8755874470323868283' title='73 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8755874470323868283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8755874470323868283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/07/saza-punishment.html' title='Saza~~~ Punishment!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>73</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-811391702293541314</id><published>2008-07-20T16:02:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-24T08:32:13.252+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>The Business of Trade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;No, I am not talking about Share Bazaar (Share Indices or Sensex), but offcourse I am back with one of the most favorite topics of mine: - The Great Indian/World Politics!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who aren’t aware, Currently India (a democratic state) has/had a coalition government (Congree+Left+SmallParties) in power, but LEFT(leftists) has withdrawn support due to the Nuclear deal which was to be signed by Dr Manmohan Singh (PM), reason being, India will be sub-servant to US. &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know much about this deal in detail so won’t comment on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a high voltage drama which is going on, and MP (Member of Parliament) is traded for a sum of whooping 5-10million USD. This has made the situation worst, and poaching/trading/buying, all of them are allowed! &lt;br /&gt;Now you must be wondering how it does matters you (mostly Indians), so I present 2 examples to you:- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1) I booked the tickets online for BATMAN (The Dark Knight), and then waited in a Queue for 15 minutes to collect. It was a multiplex so the crowd was supposively the educated Indian Middle Class or high class, so they weren’t ready to wait and everyone wanted to bypass everything... I actually ended up telling 5 people to come in the Queue, shouting at the service person not to &lt;br /&gt;entertain people who are not in the Queue...Now its easy to blame that such is the system in India, but believe me, it was us who was making this a Chaos!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 2003 IAS (Indian Administrative Services) topper being asked in one talk show, Why do you want to be a part of bureaucracy when it sucks big-time? &lt;br /&gt;He answered, sitting outside, its easy to judge for us, but would you like to be a part of it to change, and if not you, then Someone, someone has to get her hands dirty to clean up!!! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the instances aren’t one of its kinds, but they teach us a lot!!! It’s easy to blame people/politics/society sitting outside, but it’s us, who form it!!! May it be the government or the society!!! &lt;br /&gt;Let me ask you a question, how many times you have done this, reaching late to the movie hall and then trying to bypass so that your turn comes faster? Just because you think you don’t have time, or you are late for the show, does it means that others time has no value? &lt;br /&gt;Or who forms this government, not the Parties or MP's but you and me, who vote (and if don’t then we shouldn’t be saying a word against the system!!!)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s going on currently sounds ridiculous, the ruling party wants to prove the majority because Inflation has hit the peak (more than 12%), SENSEX is down to 12000 from 20000, Crude prices are high like anything... but do we try to change any of this? &lt;br /&gt;May be I sound like a mean critic and you may show the attitude, who cares, but really, if we wont care, then the tomorrow wont ever be the same!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish ourselves luck guys and hope that if we think of changing this society, then we act too... &lt;br /&gt;Leaving you with a video, a small girl rather a Woman who touched my heart with her VOICE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TQmz6Rbpnu0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TQmz6Rbpnu0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="320"&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/8245128827895340436-811391702293541314?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/811391702293541314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=811391702293541314' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/811391702293541314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/811391702293541314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/07/business-of-trade.html' title='The Business of Trade'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2565322084449375882</id><published>2008-07-16T07:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:33:03.657+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Would have Millionaire!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;I have been given quite a few chances to became millionaire, but for that i should have been in US to sue them and claim it! :P&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It began with Mcdonalds (Gurgaon, MG Road). I ordered a McVeggie and a bottle of Pepsi. I started my meal and realize in the middle that the Pepsi isnt testing the same (yea yea it has a taste!! :D )!!!&lt;br /&gt;I checked the bottle and realize that the "date of bottling + best before 3 months" is gone, so i called up the customer care again. The kid was really fundoo and this is what he told me... "Sir its best before, you can still drink it..." and i said Wow!!! Which means Mcdonalds offer me something which is really not in best of condition. Somehow i had a word with his Manager and he said Sorry to it, and sent me a new bottle and to my surprise, 2 more burgers and 2 shakes!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its India, Deepeika advised me to sue them (my ex, she is a lawyer) but then we decided to go against it coz it was more of a pain for her!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;Lesson Learnt: Check the best before date on the bottle before drinking it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Pizza Hut (Forum, Bangalore), Ordered a Pizza and paid on the phone using Credit card. I happily signed the reciept without offering a tip. My AMEX statement comes and what i realize is that i have paid some 50 Rs of tip for the Pizza!!!&lt;br /&gt;And more than 50 Rs, i was worried that what this guy would have done with my CC number... which made me more angry. I had a word with the manager, the delivery guy was fired and what i get eventually is a dinner free at Pizza Hut!!!&lt;br /&gt;And yes that was the last time in Bangalore they took an order on phone with credit card! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;Lesson Learnt: Please make sure from the next time to encircle the final amount on the reciept! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) This is the most hilarious one, coz i ordered a Pasta in Pizza Hut (Domlur, Bangalore, Veg offcourse), showing the picture of what i want, and what i get is a Chicken Pasta!! :P&lt;br /&gt;And the hilarious part, this dood is showing me the picture of the Veg Pasta and telling me that I have ordered this Pasta which is a Chicken one!!! It was 11 pm in the night and they were about to close, other restaurants were also closed and I was hungry as anything!!!&lt;br /&gt;But when such things happen they kill your hunger so i was more interested in fighting!!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;I asked the Store manager to make sure that the GM talks to me ASAP!!! Somehow i get this impression that when i leave my card with people, they think i am some big shot!! :P hahaah&lt;br /&gt;So the General Manager Pizza Hut came to my house after a day and surprised me... He Said sorry and gave me a written apology. This time frankly i was looking for a bigger compensation, so i told him that this is not done and all and this is the second time it is happening!!&lt;br /&gt;He came with a free coupun and also offered me a dinner where he himself served me at the restaurant!!! This dood also came out to be my senior and it saved Pizza Hut coz all of marus or gujjus(pure veg :P ) know how it feels when someone serves you a Non Veg cuisine!! :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Btw... i had 3 free meals there!! ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;Lesson Learnt:- Make sure of what you are eating even when you are eating in a MNC Restauruant!!! &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/8245128827895340436-2565322084449375882?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2565322084449375882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2565322084449375882' title='74 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2565322084449375882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2565322084449375882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/07/would-have-millionaire.html' title='Would have Millionaire!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>74</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6018885777199364712</id><published>2008-07-11T20:17:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:15:30.846+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><title type='text'>Maa Ki Umar Ki!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was thinking of writing a Thank You post for all you guys for really making me realize that neither should I hurry nor should i close myself for love, but this incident really boiled me up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was coming back from office today some 30 mins back. I was crossing a signal and the vehicle in front of me pulled break and so did I. Suddenly i realise that my left feet is crashed with the front wheel of a Qualis!!!&lt;br /&gt;I stood there and realized it, it was a cold feeling, and as everyone was blowing their horns so I made a move!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can imagine that when I was driving almost at 10 kmph and I stopped some 2 mtrs before the vehicle in front of me, how much speed this Qualis was in!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped myself at the beginning of the other road, and waited for this Qualis. The car came and i shouted at the driver (it was paining a lot!)... "Dekh kar nahi chala sakta kya, itni jaldi hai kya tujhe???" (Cant you drive watchfully, Are you in so much hurry???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly i heard the sound of this lady, who was sitting in front seat of the vehicle, and she said "Yes, we are in a hurry!!!", and this was in English!!! and that totally pissed me off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted at the driver, "Itni jaldi hai kya ki kisi ki jaan le lega??" (Are you in so much hurry that you are going to kill someone?) and instead of driver the lady again replied, "Yes... We are in hurry!!!"&lt;br /&gt;And that was the end!!! I shouted, "Lady, If you know 4 words in english, dont think you can do anything you illiterate!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she replied back... "We are in hurry, do whatever..."&lt;br /&gt;I said... "I will report this... Wait a sec!!!"&lt;br /&gt;And she said... "Do it...Driver chalo(leave)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it made me furious... and i shouted at the driver... "Isko sikha ki how to talk when you hit someone!!!" and i was about to get off my vehicle so that i stand in front of the vehicle and let it wait there till the police comes!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then suddenly... "You are illiterate!!! "&lt;br /&gt;And i said.. "Fuck off!!!"&lt;br /&gt;And then she said... "Maa ki umar ki hoon teri mai..." (I am of your mother’s age!!!)&lt;br /&gt;And i said... "Maa ki umar ki hone se kuch nahi hota, and I pointed my finger towards the brain, it comes from here!!!" (Being my mother’s age don’t help...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just said... Asshole and left, coz if I really would have stopped then, i would have slapped her there and then!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/20man_2.jpg style="float:left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Is it really justifiable, that if you are in hurry you kill someone???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really justifiable that if you are an old aged woman and your car hit someone, it gives you liberty to talk like this, "Maa ki Umar ki!!!" ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone doesnt behave like a human, should be differentiate then on the basis of Gender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent changed anything what happened, not even the 2 words i said to her, because i felt completely pissed and furious, and if it would have been some guy, for sure i would have beaten him up!!!&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how much right or wrong I am... but I am hurt without any of my fault, both mentally and physically!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still guys, Thanks a lot for the responses on the last post, It really helped!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6018885777199364712?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6018885777199364712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6018885777199364712' title='73 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6018885777199364712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6018885777199364712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/07/maa-ki-umra-ki.html' title='Maa Ki Umar Ki!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>73</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-9010388561281616758</id><published>2008-07-08T23:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:46:22.245+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Love or No Love!!!</title><content type='html'>Today i decided to remain single for next 2 years which will turn me 30. No love, no relationships, no marriage!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having a discussion with a friend, and she said.. there is a time to everything Ankur... i said yes.. it hasn't come!!! :P &lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/i149887083_89572_7.jpg height =150 width=200 style="float:left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just now one friend was sayin.. u bet!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dont know... have read it a lot of places, commented on it.. but u do tell me... how does it feels to be single at 30?&lt;br /&gt;Is it good, bad or kinda mix???&lt;br /&gt;Implications u think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really dont have anything great to write so discussing my personal stuff here!!!&lt;br /&gt;but really need u all, for me to look into my decision!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-9010388561281616758?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/9010388561281616758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=9010388561281616758' title='110 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/9010388561281616758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/9010388561281616758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-or-no-love.html' title='Love or No Love!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>110</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8893970064600811135</id><published>2008-07-03T22:06:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:34:15.464+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>No Title!!!</title><content type='html'>A Small poem written by me recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ये जो एहसास है&lt;br /&gt;वो बहुत खास है &lt;br /&gt;दिल की हर धड़कन पर &lt;br /&gt;अब तुम्हारा नाम है&lt;br /&gt;आंखो में तुम&lt;br /&gt;लबो पर तुम &lt;br /&gt;ख्वाबो में तुम&lt;br /&gt;साँसों में तुम &lt;br /&gt;फिर भी नही जानते है हम&lt;br /&gt;क्या यही प्यार है!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;English Translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size=80%;"&gt;This feeling&lt;br /&gt;is something special&lt;br /&gt;on every heart beat&lt;br /&gt;theres ur name&lt;br /&gt;u r in sight&lt;br /&gt;u r in talks&lt;br /&gt;u r in dreams&lt;br /&gt;u r in breath&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know really&lt;br /&gt;Whether this is Love!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old one written by me some time back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;इंसानियत ही है मजहब और है ईमान भी &lt;br /&gt;इंसान भी है तू और है मुस्लमान भी &lt;br /&gt;खु का रंग नही बदलता है मज्हबे पाक से &lt;br /&gt;न ही बदलती है शिक्षा पंडित या इस्लाम से&lt;br /&gt;कुराने पाक हो या गीता सिखाती है सब यही&lt;br /&gt;इंसानियत बड़ी है मजहब और हर इंसान से&lt;br /&gt;मुक्कमल होने की तो बस तासीर होनी चाहिए &lt;br /&gt;इंसान बन गया तो फिर और क्या चाहिए &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;English Translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size=80%;"&gt;Humanity is religion and practice&lt;br /&gt;Human you are so are you Muslim&lt;br /&gt;The color of blood doesnt change with religion&lt;br /&gt;neither the education with Pandit or Islam&lt;br /&gt;Quaran or Geeta they preach this&lt;br /&gt;Humanity is greater every religion and individual&lt;br /&gt;U just need the flavor to be complete&lt;br /&gt;If you become a human then wat else u need!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;None of these 2 poems here has anything to do with any person living or dead currently...&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how much sense these 2 here will make to you, but then they make a lot of sense to me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Making a lot of mistakes these days while commenting, so forgive me if I dont comment on your blogs for sometime!&lt;br /&gt;I think I am out of my mind these days!!! lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun.. Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8893970064600811135?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8893970064600811135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8893970064600811135' title='70 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8893970064600811135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8893970064600811135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/07/mishhhhtakes.html' title='No Title!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>70</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1353378015278454664</id><published>2008-06-30T19:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:47:26.511+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>I am Embarrassed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;Now this is the creative side of mine, so i decided to create a tag and tag ppl too. Always use to thought that somewhere these must originate, now i know where!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;So here i go with 5 moments which actually embarrassed me, the most!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My dad was transferred to a small town in Rajasthan, and i actually decided that i should move too. Everyone said No to it, but then... &lt;br /&gt;So this was a new day in school, year 1992, i wore a blue short with draw strings and as usual a nice pair of specs. But to my amusement ( not at all), in the interval these guys in the school decided to bully me... and i was called as "Chasmudin Chaddiwala" (cant translate as in English it means nothing but a funny term coined just for me in hindi!!! ).&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ran away from the school and then in the interval, i ran! I didn’t wait for the nice cab which use to pick me up and walked almost 6 kms on my foot! That was the last day of my school in that town, i was back to my convent!!! Lolzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) As a usual teenager, i was driving my bike but rather concentrating more on the girls driving a kinetic. So i didn’t saw the divider on the road and rammed my bike into it!!! To save myself from the embarrassment, i got up immediately, tried some stretching and all, and picked my bike from the scene. The girls stopped and as soon as i got up, they left!!! It pained lot girls!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I have done blunders in typo. Once i was discussing SEZ's (Special Economic Zones) in a public chat room on a website forum. Now there was a girl who was showing her tremendous knowledge, so i wrote... Sammy (name changed) is an expert in SEX, so u can ask anything from her... and i didnt realize!!!&lt;br /&gt;Later on i was all bombarded with calls n msges, and i was blocked on the site!!! Somehow, ppl realized, that how near Z &amp; X is!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Same typo with another blunder, I called Sneha a Shrek instead of a Shrink (Sorry Sneha), and didn’t realize it until Chintan explicitly told me what I have done!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;I was calling her Shrek and above all i told her that she has never said she isn’t one!! (Thinking of her as a Shrink :P) and also that Shrek’s are beautiful!!! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) A friend of mine called me at 11 in the night, he needed some songs, and i said that I am not at home, at some friends place so he can come tomorrow!!! &lt;br /&gt;The last thing i expected, my rommie came in next 2 minutes and i saw this friend of mine with him!!! I felt like... Gosh!!! And then i was just making excuses that i was busy and all kinda!! :P&lt;br /&gt;Lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;Guys, i felt like i should be alone!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i tag Solitaire, Ria, Ashu, Pri, Ceedy for the same. Rules are: 5 moments and 5 ppl to be tagged!!! Come on guys, please help me spread my creativity!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw... among all this, yesterday was like a dream come true for me, I clicked a photo of mine with Mclaren Mercedes F1 car, the original one and it was on display in India for some time. I was lucky enough to be clicked with it. It was like a dream come true. Offcourse the bigger one is to drive a Ferrari someday!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I know, i know i am asking for too much Guys!! :D but if Vijay Malya can y cant I !!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics... Enjoy!! &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/29062008207.jpg height=300 width=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/Mclaren-SimplyAmazing.jpg height=300 width=500&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1353378015278454664?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1353378015278454664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1353378015278454664' title='69 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1353378015278454664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1353378015278454664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-embarrassed.html' title='I am Embarrassed!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>69</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2976588383123018641</id><published>2008-06-24T16:22:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-24T16:36:23.568+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Have Ur Say!!!</title><content type='html'>It was a chat which took place between a friend (D here)of mine and me, and she wants to know how you all think about this!!!&lt;br /&gt;So read this and I am waiting to hear all of you on this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Life is what's coming....not what was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:32 PM me: heheh&lt;br /&gt;  yeh kahan se aya&lt;br /&gt;  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D: pehle bata sahi hai na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:33 PM me: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:34 PM D: hmm ek friend ne forwrad message bheja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: yes... we all are futuristic&lt;br /&gt;  so its kinda true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:35 PM D: past cannot b changed present and future can b changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:36 PM me: well... agree a lil&lt;br /&gt;  not completely&lt;br /&gt;  present is a repurcussion of past&lt;br /&gt;  future will be the same too&lt;br /&gt;  those who believe in destiny... future cant be changed for them&lt;br /&gt;12:37 PM and its written!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D: absolutely correct now it depends on us how far we want these repurcussions should take us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/past-present-future.jpg width=200 height=200 style="float:right"&gt; me: it has taken us this far&lt;br /&gt;  and its not abt how far they take us&lt;br /&gt;12:38 PM u know one scientific fact!&lt;br /&gt;  forgetting something is never been proved, its just that we dont tend to remember!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:40 PM D: human psychology is difficult to understand we all ve our point of view but then we create most of the situations in our life&lt;br /&gt;  and life is not wht has happened it is about wht is and wht will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:41 PM me: what has happened has to do a lot with what it is and what will&lt;br /&gt;12:42 PM we all carry a shadow of our past with us&lt;br /&gt;  its how we develop ourselves, and learn things&lt;br /&gt;  may it be speakin some language, knowing our parents or understanding wat relations mean to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:43 PM D: Past is a gr8 teacher i agree but it is not life&lt;br /&gt;  u cannot stick it on ur face and move ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: but it makes life&lt;br /&gt;  isnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:44 PM D: a part of life&lt;br /&gt;  NOT LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: nothing is life then&lt;br /&gt;  life is a set which consists of multiple subsets&lt;br /&gt;12:45 PM its an equation which cant be formed witout past&lt;br /&gt;  and the outcome definitely depends on how the past was for us&lt;br /&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:46 PM D: its an equation which cant be formed witout past...but it cannot b formed without present and future two and if u c the ratio is higher here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: no my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D: is my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: that where the difference is&lt;br /&gt;  the equations leads to present&lt;br /&gt;12:47 PM and then present takes the form of the past&lt;br /&gt;  and future of present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:48 PM D: i agree so the better U make ur present and future. The better will be the past and the equation of life will b set right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: yes... but whats important is the past&lt;br /&gt;  isnt&lt;br /&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D: nah imp is wht u make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: as u said u agree&lt;br /&gt;  u agreed to the fact that its how the past shapes the present&lt;br /&gt;12:49 PM and on which will depends the future!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D: not at all&lt;br /&gt;  i said u creat ur present n future which will become ur past&lt;br /&gt;  past is the result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:50 PM me: hahah&lt;br /&gt;  now thats the funniest i have heard&lt;br /&gt;  past is the result&lt;br /&gt;  :P&lt;br /&gt;  we are moving ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D: it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: not from old to child&lt;br /&gt;  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:51 PM D: arent u mixingtwo things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: nope&lt;br /&gt;  i m not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D: when u get born thts ur present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: i m pretty sure&lt;br /&gt;  without past incidents it would have been possible???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:52 PM D: n when u become two days old ur first day is ur past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: not at all&lt;br /&gt;  my birth in itself depends on some past events&lt;br /&gt;  nothing is new&lt;br /&gt;  it all depends on past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:53 PM D: /;0&lt;br /&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;  u ve convinced urself well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: u cant win with me in arguments.. but i rest my case&lt;br /&gt;  and arguments&lt;br /&gt;  and i agree to u&lt;br /&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:54 PM D: it was a discussion&lt;br /&gt;  u c&lt;br /&gt;  hey why dont u post something like this on ur blog&lt;br /&gt;  n lets c wht ppl have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me: okie&lt;br /&gt;  will try it out&lt;br /&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; D: cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys... have a say!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2976588383123018641?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2976588383123018641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2976588383123018641' title='69 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2976588383123018641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2976588383123018641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-was-chat-which-took-place-between.html' title='Have Ur Say!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>69</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-5084300666369310931</id><published>2008-06-23T17:35:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:26:38.125+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><title type='text'>Its Cindy's B'day Today!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; It's &lt;a href=http://intelligensia-cinderella.blogspot.com/&gt;Pallavi aka Cinderella aka Ella's&lt;/a&gt; Birthday today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us wish her many many happy returns of the day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/baloons.jpg height=300 width=425&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May god gives you whatever you wish for... and hopefully u have a party ready for us tonite!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you and your guy a lot of happiness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this day and have a blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-5084300666369310931?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/5084300666369310931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=5084300666369310931' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5084300666369310931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5084300666369310931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-cindys-bday-today.html' title='Its Cindy&apos;s B&apos;day Today!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4422544087131071646</id><published>2008-06-21T09:47:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:55:34.354+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>10 Things you dont know about ME!!!</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;a href=http://mm-mm-mm-good.blogspot.com/&gt;Solitaire&lt;/a&gt; to tell my ten secrets you dont know about me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My title sounds like a book title, isnt, and yes coz i have so much and so many secrets to tell you, but lets start with these 10 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am phobic to public toilets, i hate using them!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;When they showed the toilet in movie Aamir, i literally shivered!!&lt;br /&gt;Also for the same reason i dont stay at any of my friends place coz i like the toilet to be neat n clean... otherwise its better not to use it!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I cant touch or pick any insect, specially bees n cockroaches... yuck, they dont take a wash ever after their birth!! Dirty Beings!!! lolzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I have got 40 stitch marks in all on my face, 32 from a single accident some 10 years back where the left side of the face was literally opened!!! I have a bad history of accidents!!! Hope u wont be afraid of becoming my pillion now!!! lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I am a big junk food fan, anytime, everytime!!! I can tell you the best shop for any particualr item in my city (Jaipur)!! I drive for 12 kms to eat a Kachori infact at times!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I started walking when i was 9 months old &amp; reading the newspaper at the age of 2 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/silence.jpg height=200 width=200 style=float:right&gt;6) I am a big time nature fan, i can sit for whole day at the shore of a river in a jungle, or top of a peak just watching the beauty around!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I had a crush on my teacher in class 1st and she used to invite me a lot to her house in every function!!! I think she liked me as a child!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I still miss my mam!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) The day when i gave the interview for admission of MBA at Symbi, my dad was operated for open heart surgery!!! I still hate myself for doing it just because Dad said so!!! He is perfectly fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I was once stranded in the middle of a mob (some 200 ppl), when i asked some guy not to tease my neighbour Didi and hit him hard when he said NO!!! &lt;br /&gt;He later came back with the whole bunch and later got a good stick from Police!!! lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;And the funniest part was that i were thinking that i can beat all of them up!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) After my XII standard exam, as per most of my relatives and friends, i only deserved to be a Gadariya( Shepherd)!!! lolzzzz &lt;br /&gt;I screwed it bigtime after my accident!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i tag,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pri, Ella, Radhika, Aneri, Veens, Ashu, Keshi, Vrij, Anvita, Chakoli &amp; Ceedy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Coutesy: &lt;a href=http://www.corbis.com&gt;Corbis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4422544087131071646?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4422544087131071646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4422544087131071646' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4422544087131071646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4422544087131071646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-things-you-dont-know-about-me.html' title='10 Things you dont know about ME!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3916670173840951036</id><published>2008-06-17T19:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:18:39.396+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Love Me Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer: After reading first few comments, i have to put this.&lt;br /&gt;These are simple plain emotions, i m not begging for love to anyone.This was just a mood swing as the day made me a lil nostalgic, I am happy and happily single!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so happy morning, they all say I will be happy again, but they cant predict when!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 17th June... and i cant stop remembering the past!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sweetie!!!&lt;br /&gt;May u get wat u wish for!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and u know i cant stop asking for u, ever!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i read a mix of posts, but they all were happy, still i find myself in the middle of emotions, when i read someones 'I' tag... i do cry for the crazy time which was spent together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant forget nothing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to be loved again, i need those emotions back in my life...badly!!!&lt;br /&gt;I need someone who accepts me with what I am, no prejudices, no expectations... just be wat u r and i will be wat i m...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/Dustin-Cole-cover1.jpg" /&gt;I miss the time which i spent with her, togetherness, when i used to look at her for hours, at times her making faces at me, showing me emotions, crazy ones...&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time when i really was in love, red blue purple... every color was so true!!!&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time when i used to tease her for eating something and then not eating something... When i forced her to eat when she felt like...&lt;br /&gt;I miss her complaints that she is hungry while we were travelling and me fightin with her coz i asked her to eat something!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time when she used to force me out of some store because she said that i shouldnt buy for her coz i dont earn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and then how she looted me on my first salary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her waiting to eat that sizzling brownie and giving me those looks, and then her eating it with making faces at me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss talkin to her endlessly about our kids, or the only i dreamt of, a girl...&lt;br /&gt;I remember how she actually didnt talk to me for 2 days coz i jokingly said i want my girl to be like Priyanka Chopra and she yelled!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that miss call on my cell, I miss her sayin that dont keep the phone plzzz... i miss her sayin dont give me a call when I am in the class coz i cant concentrate then!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss looking into those eyes... i miss the touch, the warmth, the love and the affection... i miss the care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I misss everything but above all i miss being loved!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me Again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was started by me in the evening but cudnt complete it!!!&lt;br /&gt;So here i m :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3916670173840951036?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3916670173840951036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3916670173840951036' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3916670173840951036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3916670173840951036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-me-again.html' title='Love Me Again!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2457704037762793988</id><published>2008-06-13T22:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:55:23.100+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Break Time...</title><content type='html'>I am playing a host to my mom dad, so taking a break from blogging for whole of next week and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep visiting you Amigos, may or may not leaving the comment!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend...&lt;br /&gt;Have a Rocking Time...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2457704037762793988?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2457704037762793988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2457704037762793988' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2457704037762793988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2457704037762793988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/break-time.html' title='Break Time...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3597774460767145171</id><published>2008-06-10T09:18:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-11T19:19:10.192+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>I am What i think!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;I have been tagged by Vrij for this. I really liked this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/B-033-0101.jpg height=200 width=300 style="float:right"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am: A nerd and a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think: A lot especially about people and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know: Past cant be rewritten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want: A lot from life and satisfaction with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have: Wisdom and Emotions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish: My past revisits my future. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate: The fact that i feel so lonely with so many friends around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss: Time Spent in Delhi with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear: Myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel: Miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear: A song playin on my laptop. "Tere mere milan ki yeh raina..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell: Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crave: People in this world will be more happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I search: Myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder: If i can have a home in Himalayas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret: Lot of things, better unsaid!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love: My parents and friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ache: Rarely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not: Foolish though u may call me stupid at times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe: That i can make a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dance: When I am really happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing: "Ab to aadat si hai mujhko aise jeen mai... " from Kalyug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry: A lot inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t always: Fear the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fight: With myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write: What I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win: I wish people's heart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose: A lot when i fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never: will regret that i loved someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always: Want to be what I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confuse: Others mostly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen: People at the roadside begging! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can usually be found: Just look around if you are a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared: Of Myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need: Someone for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy about: That I have lil power to make others happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine: A Dream World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: No One! Feel free if you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining outside when i started this and it has stopped now... I wish it remains the same whole monsoon... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Courtesy &lt;a href="http://www.corbis.com"&gt;Corbis.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3597774460767145171?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3597774460767145171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3597774460767145171' title='57 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3597774460767145171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3597774460767145171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-what-i-think.html' title='I am What i think!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>57</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-7196402350632479867</id><published>2008-06-06T13:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:49:45.511+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>D Quirk-tag</title><content type='html'>The Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Link the person(s) who tagged you… &lt;a href=http://ceedyreflections.blogspot.com/&gt; Ceedy Bhai &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mention the rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours...&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them…&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quirks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Girls find me a flirt in the beginning and later on they became good friends. Most of my real life girl friends actually thought i was flirting with them... :P&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i love them all!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am a complete foodie. Even when i am dating (i mean used to!! :P ), i still used to thought a lot abt food (dont think dirty fantasies!! :P ). My girl always liked to order Cheese Pizza at Pizza hut which i hate coz i like veggie supreme a lot... and then i cudnt share with her ;) &lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;But when i m eating, u really need to be alert if u wanna eat something!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;Also I dont like to experiment with food when i m super hungry!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am super emotional... any relationship means a lot to me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I have become a complete net freak lately, anytime, everytime... cant live without it!!! If you ask me for a day without net, i find difficult to sleep!!! :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am talkative, you all must be knowing this with the size of comments i leave on ur blogs!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I am a complete movie buff!!! God forbid if on a date u talk abt some movies, coz i have loads to prescribe!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;I can talk at any length about movies, relationship,  and love!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tagging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/&gt; Keshi &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://lifeofpri.blogspot.com/&gt;Pri&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://anerimasissoapbox.blogspot.com/&gt;Aneri&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://myimaginationinthisworld.blogspot.com/&gt;Veens&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://intelligensia-cinderella.blogspot.com/&gt;Ella&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://vanditanaroola.blogspot.com/&gt;Vandita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-7196402350632479867?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/7196402350632479867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=7196402350632479867' title='75 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7196402350632479867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7196402350632479867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/d-quirk-tag.html' title='D Quirk-tag'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>75</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2652194198792637524</id><published>2008-06-03T21:01:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:51:40.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>A Day of Celebrations!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;A fantastic day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started at 6.45 in the morning and then played cricket. In the office had loads of work so couldnt connect with my friends but did what was best possible!!!&lt;br /&gt;A lot of issues at work (not with me but with my client ;) ) so day went by solving and answering them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained a lot in Pune today, it started raining around 4pm and its still raining. I loved as i got completely wet while coming back. Its still raining in some parts so almost 5 hours it has been :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy B'day Celebrations!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/happybday.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/cake.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Well today is &lt;a href="http://lifeofpri.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dr Pri's &lt;/a&gt;Birthday. So lets all celebrate it here missing her as she is in Singapore enjoying the vacation with her parents and she will be back on 9th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/cakenme.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish you lots of happiness and may god gives you everything you dream of!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Amen!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hugs!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Our own &lt;a href="http://anerimasissoapbox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kashmira aka Aneri_Masi &lt;/a&gt;wasnt happy today so lets give her a hug so that she feels great!!! :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/hugs05.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Celebrations!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Our own &lt;a href="http://intelligensia-cinderella.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ella &lt;/a&gt;is back after a long hibernation (:D) so its time to celebrate ;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/champagne.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Moi!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keshi &lt;/a&gt;left D 1st dedication for me at &lt;a href="http://ashusdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashu's &lt;/a&gt;place which made me very very happy!!! :D :D&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/tweety.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thanks!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Our own &lt;a href="http://ashusdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashu &lt;/a&gt;came up with a brilliant idea of Crush dedication which made my day!!! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/thanks.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2652194198792637524?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2652194198792637524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2652194198792637524' title='58 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2652194198792637524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2652194198792637524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-of-celebrations.html' title='A Day of Celebrations!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>58</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2964600545544183203</id><published>2008-05-29T22:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:24:34.145+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Dua...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;वो कहते है ख़त का मज्मु भांप लेते है लिफाफा देखकर&lt;br /&gt;कोई पूछे उनसे की खू देखकर बता देगे किस काफिर का है&lt;br /&gt;आह निकलती है खुलद से मोहम्मद की भी&lt;br /&gt;फिर यह बता दो की इस राम की खता क्या है&lt;br /&gt;दुआ मे मांगे थे नुज़ुम खुदा से नामाबर होकर&lt;br /&gt;काता-ऐ-अमार और बलाएँ मिली है झोली भरकर&lt;br /&gt;नज़र लगी है किसी जालिम की इस दर पर&lt;br /&gt;दिया और इतना दिया है छप्पर फाड़ कर&lt;br /&gt;बस तवक्को है इतनी खुदा से इनायत मे&lt;br /&gt;दे दे मोहब्बत भी इस सितमगर को झोली भरकर&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------English Translation------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;They say the know the contents of letter just by looking at the envelope&lt;br /&gt;Ask them whether they will tell by looking at the blood that whose is it?&lt;br /&gt;Even Khuda curse them from the heaven itself&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me whats the fault of Ram here?&lt;br /&gt;We prayed as messenger to the god for stars&lt;br /&gt;Killers and casualties is all what we have got in excess&lt;br /&gt;Someone has cursed this land of ours&lt;br /&gt;That god has given us a lot of all this&lt;br /&gt;We just expect from the god in our prayers&lt;br /&gt;That he teaches these killers how to love too!!!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking a lot when i was stranded outside my door as i left my key inside, thinking of calling someone' but had nothing to talk about, so called home, friends, all the lost contacts and then thought of this... Had a discussion with someone somewhere on the same lines in the morning and I was thinking this all along!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know how much i would be able to translate in English but i have tried my best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that those who are killed in the blasts, Gurjar Aandolan (something going on for reservation in northern India), China Quake and all the others who are losing their lives everyday because of terrorism and natural calamities, May their soul rest in Peace!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2964600545544183203?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2964600545544183203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2964600545544183203' title='61 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2964600545544183203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2964600545544183203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/dua.html' title='Dua...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>61</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1548660511688002282</id><published>2008-05-25T23:23:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:40:29.257+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>An Unsent Letter</title><content type='html'>Hello Adam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;I have few questions in mind and I dont know whom to write to, but then i thought of you, but I am not sure whether I am going to send this to you or not... Still I need to tell this to someone, so I think of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it is easy to say, dont feel alone, we are with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times many of us say that, but how many are truly there at the time you need them most, at the time when you want them to forget the ego and listen to you, you venting out on anything, cribbing, and them not thinking that you are wrong because every normal human being goes through this phase in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to say that we dont, but just be truthful once... even when you argue you vent, otherwise when you know you are right, there is no need for you to explain... I do explain myself a lot of times... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to say, why do you? but then do you understand the way I want to say it, do you always look at the better side of it, not thinking the flip side of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have you my friend and I still feel alone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel alone even when I have so many friends and then i find no one to talk to, i feel alone because you dont want to listen to me, you dont want me to say so much, you have a mind to listen to but you cant give me your heart friend, you dont listen from your heart so your mind always judge me for what i say!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder that how when I am in worst of the mood or going through a bad phase, and I take out my cell, i dont find no one to talk to, because I am afraid of you not listening to... ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am over things as suggested but how now i think you arent over those things which you asked me to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call me a friend Adam, but sometimes you need to feel what you say, by your heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Eva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1548660511688002282?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1548660511688002282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1548660511688002282' title='66 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1548660511688002282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1548660511688002282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/unsent-letter.html' title='An Unsent Letter'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>66</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-441215389394122924</id><published>2008-05-22T12:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:36:10.084+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picnic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Childhood Memories...</title><content type='html'>M B'day reminded me of the childhood day’s memories, pretty and nostalgic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s have a Deja Vu with those by quoting some happy memories from childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width=200 height=150 style="float:right" src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/anky.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) B'day Celebrations!!!&lt;br /&gt;It used to make me really happy when I got all the attention, and moreover all the gifts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Chocolates!!!&lt;br /&gt;My mom used to give me and my sister a chocolate every day after her day at work. I remember the name too… “Milky Bar…” Havent had any other chocolate than this one. It was my favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Dresses!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was an occasion when I used to get a new dress and it was a reason to celebrate too. I still remember how before the birthday or any festivals we used to prepare for the shopping. :D&lt;br /&gt;4) Lunch boxes!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am an admirer of good food since childhood and I still remember all my female friends used to fight that whose lunch box I am going to eat. :-P&lt;br /&gt;I still remember this one girl who used to bring sweet sandwiches just for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width=200 height=200 style="float:left" src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/childhood2.jpg&gt;5) Picnics!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh… at that time, even going to a local garden was celebrated as picnic. We used to take the lunch and water bottles with us and then used to eat there sitting under a tree. &lt;br /&gt;Used to play cricket or some other game and had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;If it was some other city we used to be so excited and used to boast a lot to our friends about it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Cards, Chupan chupai (Hide n Seek), Langdi Tang!!!&lt;br /&gt;The best games we played, not like the present generations spending whole time sitting in front of TV with a X-Box. So many games there were and so many kids. Playing Cards were the best thing still and so were Sitolia, Gulli  Danda!!!. :D&lt;br /&gt;But I miss playing “Kanche” the most. My mom never let me play that because she said it is a bad habbit. :(&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry keshi, I don’t know the English versions of these games.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width=150 height=200 style="float:right" src=http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/3268/rakakakhelcj2.jpg&gt;7) Comics&lt;br /&gt;Omg… the best thing created by god ever…: D :D&lt;br /&gt;I am an ardent follower of PRAN, the author/creator of Chacha Chaudhary, Pinky, Bablu and many more. :D &lt;br /&gt;I used to read Nagraj, Dhruv, Doga, Ram Raheem, Krookbond, Bankelal, Chacha Bhatija and so many more comics. &lt;br /&gt;Also Mendrek and Phantom were my favorite characters. :D&lt;br /&gt;On my b’day I visited LANDMARK and asked them about hindi comics, but bad luck… :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Ride on someone’s bike or own bicycle&lt;br /&gt;In those times, it was an luxury and so does the car. I remember my dad bought an Ambassador in 1985 which he sold later, but till 1987 we used to ride on his Luna. :D&lt;br /&gt;I had my own bicycle in class 8th (auto till then), and it was stolen too :(&lt;br /&gt;But when we used to ride on someone’s bike it was an amazing experience and we used to talk about it. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many other things which used to make me happy. They were small but beautiful. I really wonder nowadays when the children don’t know even the name of the kids who live in the same building, leave society even. We have been too busy with out laptops, TV’s and above all with ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I surely had my happy childhood days. Tell me yours!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic i clicked recently on my trip to Delhi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/MyIndia.jpg height=200 width=300&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-441215389394122924?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/441215389394122924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=441215389394122924' title='64 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/441215389394122924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/441215389394122924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/childhood-memories.html' title='Childhood Memories...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>64</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2184767921501407746</id><published>2008-05-18T17:47:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:20:26.791+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Thank You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Completed 28 yesterday... Thanks a lot to all those who did wish, and to all those too who are gonna wish me after reading this and cudnt earlier, know that you all werent aware...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 17th hold a great importance in my life beacuse&lt;br /&gt;17th May :Moi B'day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s color=red&gt;17th June: B'day of someone special&lt;br /&gt;17th Dec: Another special day as many of u said...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, 17th is special for me ;) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/16052008137.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate and good friend Nilesh got this for me!!! :D :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fantastic day yesterday as friend came down from Mumbai and another cudnt came coz of flight delay!!! but a lot many friends from bloggersville too made it memorable by wishing me (actually remmebering it is a big task :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The most memorable thing which happened was that my parents and relatives partied on my behalf, called me, and they sang happy birthday to me (WOW!!!)... and my JAAN cut the cake (idiot) and also he was itraooing too... but i was really surprised as they didnt tell me this thing in the morning... oh i love and miss u all!!! :D :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there were actually 2 dinner parties thrown, one back at Jaipur and 1 here in Pune by me... BASHOs is the name of the place where we visited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another memorable thing happened in the noon when a friend of mine called me and she told me as she wasnt here and cudnt gift me something... she wrote a small piece for me which goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;दोस्त तेरी दोस्ती अज़ीज़ है ,&lt;br /&gt;तुझ से मिले नहीं फिर भी तू करीब है,&lt;br /&gt;मोड कैसा भी हो जिस पर हम मिले,&lt;br /&gt;खुदा की रजा से हम मिले हैं हम खुशनसीब हैं&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it goes like this in english...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Friend your friendship is very precious,&lt;br /&gt;Havent met but still we are very near,&lt;br /&gt;whatever were the crossroads where we met,&lt;br /&gt;we are lucky that we met by the wish of god.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aww.. Thanks a lot, You really made me feel special!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also searched a lot to buy a new clothes and pair of new shoes (like a kid who's dying to shop on bday :D) in the noon but cudnt get one :( (I am really choosy when i go with the mood to shop, and when i m not in the mood then i like many :P).&lt;br /&gt;Finally we went to Landmark in the night coz i wanted to buy something and friends were saying that i should something... i did buy.. Discovery of India by Jawahar Lal Nehru, an old book but recetly adviced by someone when i was travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day yesterday... enjoyed a lot after a long time and Thanks to all dear friends who were there with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, a friend recently said abt obesity and i m taking it positively and I am sure am going to reduce 5 kgs in the coming month, so 17th Jun.. i will be 75kgs, not 80... and do i look like 100??? :P :P&lt;br /&gt;hehe... but yes, gonna work a lot on obesity... i know u said it for my good!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping tat I will become a lil better human with time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2184767921501407746?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2184767921501407746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2184767921501407746' title='74 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2184767921501407746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2184767921501407746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-you.html' title='Thank You...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>74</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3995067853593715633</id><published>2008-05-17T00:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:10:48.771+05:30</updated><title type='text'>17th</title><content type='html'>This date is of a great significance in my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guesses... &lt;blockquote&gt;Why???&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3995067853593715633?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3995067853593715633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3995067853593715633' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3995067853593715633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3995067853593715633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/17th.html' title='17th'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4882198277298810433</id><published>2008-05-14T13:17:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-14T14:36:38.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><title type='text'>दीदार</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to a very dear Friend... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;गालों की रंगत हमने देखी नही&lt;br /&gt;आंखो की मस्ती भी देखी नही&lt;br /&gt;लबो का चलना हमने देखा नही&lt;br /&gt;देखा है बस तेरा यह इठलाना &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;नज़रे हैं बेताब हमारी &lt;br /&gt;कान भी हैं बेकरार &lt;br /&gt;करते हैं बस तेरा&lt;br /&gt;और तेरा ही इंतज़ार&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तेरे हुस्न के दीदार को &lt;br /&gt;दिल भी बेकरार है&lt;br /&gt;तेरे होठों से सुनने की &lt;br /&gt;हमे फिर भी आस है &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;करते हैं इंतज़ार हम&lt;br /&gt;तेरे दीदार का&lt;br /&gt;कहेंगे क़यामत से भी&lt;br /&gt;थोड़ा इंतज़ार कर &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आने वाला है हुस्न वो &lt;br /&gt;जिसका इंतज़ार था&lt;br /&gt;पुरी होंगी हसरते  &lt;br /&gt;जब उसका दीदार होगा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जिंदगी के आईने मैं &lt;br /&gt;सब कुछ साकार होगा &lt;br /&gt;मरने या जीने का हमे&lt;br /&gt;न कोई एहसास होगा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;धड़कने रुक सी गई होंगी&lt;br /&gt;जिंदगी थम सी गई होगी&lt;br /&gt;और उसके हुस्न से &lt;br /&gt;पूरे चाँद का दीदार होगा&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4882198277298810433?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4882198277298810433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4882198277298810433' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4882198277298810433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4882198277298810433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='दीदार'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8647344710815020649</id><published>2008-05-13T20:08:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:02:34.470+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bastards!!!</title><content type='html'>Motherfuckers rocked Jaipur too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Bomb Blasts have taken place in the city and that too to the core of the city, these bastards will never stop, i m furious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will kill these ppl some day, i swear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Latest news 7 blasts, 2 live bombs are under difussion, 35 ppl have died and more than 100 injured :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God give these MF's some brains!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60 ppl have died, 150 injured and bomb still under diffusion!!! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;75 lost their lives till time for wat??? why do they have to do this??? wats the purpose of killing human beings??? Is life so cheap??? Why dont u realise that this is something not worth enugh???? what will u answer to ur bhagwan, allah or rab??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So very Pointless!!! :(((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8647344710815020649?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8647344710815020649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8647344710815020649' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8647344710815020649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8647344710815020649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/bastards.html' title='Bastards!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6171050662291675674</id><published>2008-05-10T23:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:16:30.749+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>I would like to begin this with something for all you women readers there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all are special in some way or other coz u have been/will be mother one day or other (not necessarily physically). You all have the power to make all of us feel special by caring for us and showing wat a woman can be when she acts like mother (sister n friend too). When i read most of you, most of the times i feel proud that god created you and then us, because the way u look at life and situations is quite different and intelligent most times. &lt;br /&gt;Also the fact that how previliged we are to be there in ur womb for 9 months where we learn a lot abt living a life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i would like to say this about my mamma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mamma i love you a lot, i dont say it often to you, i take you for granted, i fight with u, shout at u, but believe me none of this is intentional... most of the times it is coz i dont want you to feel sad(but to make u happy) but eventually i lead u to be sad sometimes :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know u know how much i love u... u r d best mom (n dad too). You have given me a lot in life giving up ur needs, wants, ur time, ur money, ur energy and above all urself for me... I realise that how at times u made me (n anshu) happy by buying us new clothes/stuff/chocolates when even u dont think buying something for urself... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still try a lot by reciprocating that love but i know i cant ever give up like u did for us and ur family... and i dont want to return any favors of urs coz it was love which can never be returned, it was a gesture so unique that i can only dream of doing it, n my tryin it can only make me happy...n u too :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma, i want to give u the world and then to a lot many other moms, who are treated badly by their children, coz i have never understood how can u forget n ignore one who has given whole of their life for u... and then people say it was ur duty. No mamma, it wasnt, it was sheer love which u gave me and to ur family... :)&lt;br /&gt;Also the fact that how money can be over and above u or dad? Did ya even thnk of money before us? I dont think and nor do i know any such parents... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only u cud have beared the pain by keeping me in womb for 9 months and delivering me to this world where u risk ur life, all for me :) Only u cud have feeded me with ur milk when i needed it the most. Only u cud have given me all of ur love n care when i needed it the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma, you and every woman on this earth is special... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mothers Day to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this small poem is dedicated to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;u r d best&lt;br /&gt;all in one&lt;br /&gt;so very special&lt;br /&gt;not like everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;wit lots of smile&lt;br /&gt;u make me happy&lt;br /&gt;by giving wat i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u r my mamma&lt;br /&gt;mamma d best&lt;br /&gt;u r whole world&lt;br /&gt;to me above rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mamma i love u&lt;br /&gt;love u a lot&lt;br /&gt;mamma u r d best&lt;br /&gt;best than d rest&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mamma!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6171050662291675674?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6171050662291675674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6171050662291675674' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6171050662291675674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6171050662291675674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2586666934240478453</id><published>2008-05-08T23:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:17:16.500+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>My Best Friends Engagement!!! :D :D</title><content type='html'>This was one of the best night after long where we all met... and WE ENJOYED!!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w293.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/SwanSud/d6fd8ec2.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me which one of these pics U like d most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2586666934240478453?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2586666934240478453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2586666934240478453' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2586666934240478453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2586666934240478453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-best-friends-engagement-d-d.html' title='My Best Friends Engagement!!! :D :D'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2802959553143260162</id><published>2008-05-06T07:44:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:08:57.998+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Sweet Something...</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking&lt;br /&gt;all of you&lt;br /&gt;all about you&lt;br /&gt;nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;br /&gt;u amuse me&lt;br /&gt;u please me&lt;br /&gt;all for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i confide&lt;br /&gt;all in you&lt;br /&gt;what i get is&lt;br /&gt;calmness with hue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know me&lt;img src=http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/Best_Friends_480.jpg style="Float:Right" height=425 width=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know me all &lt;br /&gt;with my past&lt;br /&gt;n my songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i&lt;br /&gt;think of you&lt;br /&gt;what excites me&lt;br /&gt;is all of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of you&lt;br /&gt;and ur verses&lt;br /&gt;a lil writeup&lt;br /&gt;n some cues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i do&lt;br /&gt;i fight with you&lt;br /&gt;coz its fun&lt;br /&gt;figthin wit you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u r the one&lt;br /&gt;who provokes me&lt;br /&gt;and my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;to fit into me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know &lt;br /&gt;you call it crush&lt;br /&gt;and lil flirting&lt;br /&gt;with all fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know&lt;br /&gt;i respect u&lt;br /&gt;i adore u&lt;br /&gt;my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to do&lt;br /&gt;all the pranks&lt;br /&gt;pull ur leg&lt;br /&gt;with a lil tang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u said&lt;br /&gt;u tested mine&lt;br /&gt;my reactions&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it all &lt;br /&gt;all for real &lt;br /&gt;or you still&lt;br /&gt;dont believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know&lt;br /&gt;as u said&lt;br /&gt;as u promise&lt;br /&gt;u know me a lil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ur words&lt;br /&gt;ur talks&lt;br /&gt;ur smile&lt;br /&gt;n lil twinkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know &lt;br /&gt;what seasons fold&lt;br /&gt;future beholds&lt;br /&gt;all for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes i know&lt;br /&gt;u r precious&lt;br /&gt;as a friend&lt;br /&gt;all to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know&lt;br /&gt;u r special&lt;br /&gt;less not more&lt;br /&gt;real like anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Courtesy: - &lt;a href=http://www.abcecards.com/&gt;ABCE Cards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2802959553143260162?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2802959553143260162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2802959553143260162' title='55 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2802959553143260162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2802959553143260162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweeth-something.html' title='Sweet Something...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>55</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3391695518323569090</id><published>2008-05-05T00:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:26:41.701+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Moi Ja@N - Ich Liebe Dich!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/02052008112.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/02052008111.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Love Ya Sweetie!!! :D :D &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3391695518323569090?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3391695518323569090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3391695518323569090' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3391695518323569090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3391695518323569090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/05/jan.html' title='Moi Ja@N - Ich Liebe Dich!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6733873851133351809</id><published>2008-04-30T09:36:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:44:29.261+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;Hi Fellas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from blogging (period indefinite as of now), just not for the reason I am going home for next few days but also i need to sort out few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep reading you in the meanwhile as and when time permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:75%;"&gt;Enjoy the song... &lt;strong&gt;Beete Lamhe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6733873851133351809?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6733873851133351809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6733873851133351809' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6733873851133351809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6733873851133351809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-5902618645378711167</id><published>2008-04-28T09:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-28T09:13:07.697+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Day of My Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When i got up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;There was no sunrise...&lt;br /&gt;There was no Sun,&lt;br /&gt;There was no sunshine...&lt;br /&gt;Dark Clouds, Sorrounding the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Lightning &amp;amp; Thunderstorms shouting a lot...&lt;br /&gt;I felt like dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;So closed my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Pinched myself,&lt;br /&gt;twice n thrice...&lt;br /&gt;but this is 2030,&lt;br /&gt;the day of my death...&lt;br /&gt;when i met God,&lt;br /&gt;then i realised... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-5902618645378711167?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/5902618645378711167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=5902618645378711167' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5902618645378711167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5902618645378711167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-of-my-death.html' title='Day of My Death'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-5751584601883645607</id><published>2008-04-26T10:17:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:05:01.840+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Poor...</title><content type='html'>Do u think if someone wud have been born in a poor family in a remote village and stayed their through out his life, he wud have been carryin a different mentality???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-5751584601883645607?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/5751584601883645607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=5751584601883645607' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5751584601883645607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5751584601883645607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/poor-me.html' title='Poor...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-172406549285656529</id><published>2008-04-26T07:23:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:40:35.774+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>P.S. I Love You</title><content type='html'>This is an amazing love story which I am sure you all are going to like. I really loved it... its amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/movies/PS_i_love_you_166064b.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just want to quote a letter from the movie...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear holly, &lt;p&gt;I don’t have much time, I don’t mean literally, I mean you ought buying ice-cream and you will be home soon. But I have a feeling this is the last letter because there is only one thing left to tell you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t to go down memory lane to make u buy a lamp, u can take care of yourself without any help from me, its to tell u how much u moved me, how u changed me, you made me a man by loving me holly, and for tat I m eternally grateful, literally. if you can promise me anything promise me that whenever u r sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith that you try and see through my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I am a man with no regrets, how lucky am I...You made my life holly, and I am just one chapter in yours ,there will be more I promise!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here it comes , the big one, don’t be afraid to fall in love again...watch out for that signal when life is you know is, it ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I Love you!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it guys, otherwise you are seriously missing something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the full review at &lt;a href="http://showtime-ankur.blogspot.com/"&gt;Show Time!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Watching!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another morning when i woke at 6.40 am, and this is weekend!!! *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-172406549285656529?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/172406549285656529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=172406549285656529' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/172406549285656529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/172406549285656529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/ps-i-love-you.html' title='P.S. I Love You'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm46/ankur17may/movies/th_PS_i_love_you_166064b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-7216980747138484812</id><published>2008-04-25T07:43:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:58:45.680+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Another Sleepless Morning!!!</title><content type='html'>Another Sleepless Morning, where I woke up at 7 am. I slept at 1 am in the night but still i couldnt keep sleeping after 7. Everyday i put my alarm for 8 am but... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sleep again today also, some 20 times, tried not to think nothing, but... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning is so beautiful today... i can hear the birds chirping, a clear sky and its not so hot... The tree next to my window is making noise too, even he isnt sleeping, there is some kind of smell in the air, a nice one, its a lil cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new morning... yet sleepless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward at the weekend to sleep n sleep n sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy that Rajasthan Royals won yesterday night after beating the Hyderabad(blues for them :P), everyone called them the UNDERDOGS, and now, the dogs are biting without barking. :D&lt;br /&gt;Beware, We r gonna win!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-7216980747138484812?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/7216980747138484812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=7216980747138484812' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7216980747138484812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7216980747138484812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-sleepless-morning.html' title='Another Sleepless Morning!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-5925887246308359098</id><published>2008-04-24T19:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:36:51.427+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ctrl C + Ctrl V'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Book Review :D</title><content type='html'>This is an amazing article i have come across when i was searching for the original author of the bio-science thing. When I read it the only thought which came to my mind was to share this with all of you... Read and dont think too much lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;Why do men have nipples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left" src=http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll109/nostalgicmoments_pri/20breast-feed.jpg&gt;Because we are mammals and blessed with body hair, three middle ear bones, and the ability to nourish our young with milk that females produce in modified sweat glands called mammary glands. &lt;br /&gt;Although females have the mammary glands, we all start out in a similar way in the embryo. During development, the embryo follows a female template until about six weeks, when the male sex chromosome kicks in for a male embryo. The embryo then begins to develop all of its male characteristics. Men are thus left with nipples and also with some breast tissue. &lt;br /&gt;Men can even get breast cancer and there are some medical conditions that can cause male breasts to enlarge. Abnormal enlargement of the breasts in a male is known a gynecomastia. Gynecomastia can be caused by using anabolic steroids. So, if your favourite athlete suddenly develops man boobs and starts winning gold medals, you know the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN CARROTS HELP TO IMPROVE YOUR VISION?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:right" src=http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll109/nostalgicmoments_pri/20carrot.jpg &gt;The Roman emperor Caligula believed that carrots had the properties of an aphrodisiac. He is said to have fed the Senate a banquet of only carrots so that he could watch his senators fornicate like wild beasts. &lt;br /&gt;However, the eyesight myth dates back only to the Second World War when the Royal Air Force was trying to hide the fact that it had developed a sophisticated radar system to shoot down German bombers. They said that the accuracy of British fighter pilots at night was a result of them being fed huge quantities of carrots. &lt;br /&gt;It’s true that carrots are rich in betacarotene. The body converts betacarotene to vitamin A and extreme vitamin A deficiency can cause blindness. But only a small amount of betacarotene is necessary for good vision. If you’re not deficient in vitamin A, your vision won’t improve, no matter how many carrots you eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO SOME PEOPLE HAVE AN “OUTIE” BELLY BUTTON, SOME AN “INNIE”?&lt;br /&gt;I always believed that you had an “innie” if the doctor tied a good knot and if he didn't you were cursed with that funny-looking “outie”. But I discovered when I delivered my first baby that there is no knot-tying at all. We just put on a clip, cut and wait for the umbilical cord to dry up and fall off. It is all random. Sometimes someone can develop an “outie” because they have a hernia at this site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT BAD TO CRACK YOUR KNUCKLES?&lt;br /&gt;Cracking your knuckles is not as bad as people think. The usual argument is that it causes arthritis. Chronic knuckle-cracking may cause some damage, including stretching of the surrounding ligaments and a decrease in grip strength, but not arthritis. So what causes the pop? The sound is produced when bubbles burst in the synovial fluid surrounding the joint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN POPPY SEEDS MAKE YOU TEST POSITIVE FOR HEROIN?&lt;br /&gt;If you plan on competing in the Olympics, think twice before gorging on poppy-seed biscuits. Eating enough poppy seeds can cause your urine to test positive for opiates. It is difficult to say how many you need to eat to fail your drug test, but some reports have stated that poppy-seed bagels could generate a positive result. What’s the connection with heroin? Cultivated poppies are the source of opium, from which morphine and heroin are produced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE IS CHOKING AT A DINNER PARTY, CAN YOU DO A TRACHEOTOMY WITH AN OYSTER KNIFE? &lt;br /&gt;Our friend Kim can do pretty much anything. She wanted to know the answer to this, and we realised that if anyone could do this, it would be her. She wouldn't let the procedure spoil her dinner party either. A tracheotomy is a dramatic attempt to relieve a blocked airway. Remember the MASH episode where Father Mulcahy sticks a pen in a guy’s throat to help him breathe? The oyster knife might work but please don’t try this at home. Call 999 instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE YAWNS CONTAGIOUS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left" src=http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll109/nostalgicmoments_pri/20man_1.jpg&gt;There are several theories for what causes yawns and why they are contagious. It was originally thought that people yawned to get more oxygen, but this appears not to be true. The most common theory is behavioural. In an article on contagious yawns, a biopsychologist, Dr Steven M. Platek, of Drexel University in Philadelphia, suggests that people are unconsciously imitating others when they yawn. Humans are not the only species to yawn. Yawning is seen in many animals, including cats, fish and birds (no, we don’t know what a yawning fish looks like either). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN YOU LIGHT A FART? &lt;br /&gt;An average fart is 59 per cent nitrogen, 21 per cent hydrogen, 9 per cent carbon dioxide, 7 per cent methane and 4 per cent oxygen. Farts can travel at speeds of 10ft (3m) a second. A person produces about half a litre (1pt) of farts a day. Women fart as much as men. The gas that makes farts stink is hydrogen sulphide. This gas, which is less than 1 per cent of the make-up of a fart, contains sulphur, the smelly component. Foods that cause smelly farts include beans, cabbage, cheese, eggs, fizzy drinks. Most people pass gas about 14 times a day. Farts contain the flammable gases hydrogen and methane. The proportions of these gases depend largely on the bacteria that live in the colon which digest food that has not previously been absorbed by the gut. There is some danger associated with igniting flatulence. But students don’t seem to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD YOU WAIT HALF AN HOUR AFTER EATING TO GO SWIMMING?&lt;br /&gt;In childhood, no time seemed longer than waiting to jump back in the water after a meal. But there is no medical evidence for this. When you put food in your mouth digestion begins immediately, but once the food arrives in your stomach it takes about four hours to process there completely. Food then passes into the small intestine, where it spends another two hours, and then on to the large intestine for another 14. These times vary widely, depending on what you eat, so don’t set your watch by it.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn’t mean that it’s safe to eat 12 hamburgers and then try to swim the English Channel. Use your head and listen to signals from your body. If you feel pain, cramping, or severe fatigue, get out and, please, don’t puke in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO OLD LADIES GROW BEARDS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:right" src=http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll109/nostalgicmoments_pri/20man_2.jpg &gt;The easy answer would be: “To work in a carnival”. But it’s not that simple. At menopause, the ratio of male hormones, or androgens, to oestrogen begins to change. This can produce mild increases in facial hair. The amount and thickness of facial hair is hereditary and how thickly follicles are distributed throughout the skin is determined at birth. Some ethnic groups or nationalities are more likely to develop facial hair than others. Some medical conditions can cause excessive hair growth, so it is always wise to check with your doctor, especially if you are a woman experiencing five ’clock shadow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEER BEFORE WINE, YOU’LL FEEL FINE; WINE BEFORE BEER, YOU’LL FEEL QUEER?&lt;br /&gt;This one isn’t all that clear. Or maybe it’s because of those drinks we’ve just had. The biggest problem with this rhyme is that nobody seems to remember how it goes. As for the science, there is no research to prove or to disprove it. One theory about this little ditty attempts to explain that the carbonation in beer causes increased alcohol absorption. There is no proof that this is true. Nor should you believe that coffee will help you with a hangover or that bread will absorb the alcohol in your system. Only time will cure your pain as you wait for the alcohol to leave your bloodstream. Intoxication is defined as a blood alcohol level of 100 milligrams per decilitre of blood (0.1 per cent). In adults, the level usually falls about 15 to 20 mg/dL an hour. Everyone metabolises differently, but on average it would take about six to eight hours for you to return to normal from a mild drunken state. Simply put, alcohol causes intoxication, so the more you drink, the sicker you get. It doesn’t have anything to do with the order in which you tend to drink your beer or wine. &lt;br /&gt;As for the dreaded hangover that follows, it is caused mainly by dehydration and interrupted sleep. The sleep and water that will ultimately cure you are not as interesting as some of the more popular hangover cures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT MORE SANITARY TO BE SPAT ON OR PEED ON?&lt;br /&gt;There is no specific course in medical school to deal with all the secretions that you find yourself faced with as a doctor. It is definitely a rude awakening to find yourself being coughed on, spat on and even urinated on. All doctors have been doused in a variety of bodily fluids. One wonderful evening in accident and emergency, I heard a nurse screaming. I found her desperately trying to keep a drunk patient who had passed out from hitting the floor. He was not a small man, and the dead weight was too much to manage. The only way I could get him back on the stretcher was to grab him from behind and throw myself on the stretcher with the patient on top of me. Simple. I could then just roll him over. Unfortunately, I didn’t plan on him using me as a bedpan the instant we hit the bed. This is disgusting, of course, but when faced with the option of being urinated or spat on, I would choose urine. This is not a fetish. Normal urine is sterile. It contains fluids, salts and waste, but it’s free of bacteria, viruses and fungi. It is not always fragrant, but it is cleaner than spit. Spit contains large amounts of bacteria and, thus, is filthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTACT LENS IN THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left" src=http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll109/nostalgicmoments_pri/20man_3.jpg&gt;It is quite common for people to come into an emergency room because they can’t find their contact lens. Sometimes it is found folded and tucked behind the eyelid, but other times it is nowhere to be found. So where is it? Answer: probably on the bathroom floor at home. A little anatomy lesson: there is nowhere else for it to go. Other commonly “misplaced” items that lead people to accident and emergency: tampons, condoms and car keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS SPERM NUTRITIOUS OR FATTENING?&lt;br /&gt;You are what you eat. In this case, it is somewhat true, as sperm contains important genetic material. But sperm is not particularly nutritious or fattening. The average ejaculate, about one teaspoon, contains between two and three hundred million sperm. Total calories: about five. These calories are derived mainly from fructose, a type of sugar, secreted into semen by the prostate gland to provide the sperm with the energy to swim. Other good stuff found in semen includes water, vitamin C, citric acid, phosphate, bicarbonates, zinc, and prostaglandins. A veritable breakfast of champions. &lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just an amazing read, so i thought its better to have it here to read after so much of Rationalism. :D&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from Why Do Men Have Nipples? Published by Orion (?6.99) &lt;br /&gt;Source : The Telegraph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-5925887246308359098?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/5925887246308359098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=5925887246308359098' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5925887246308359098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5925887246308359098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/book-review-d.html' title='Book Review :D'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-325483085659472339</id><published>2008-04-21T21:39:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:18:24.474+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>ME n U- Typical WE Part II</title><content type='html'>Before beginning, i must say this...&lt;br /&gt;Samby, you are a dear, one who has touched my heart with his words and actions in so little time. I am still in shock after hearing you leaving us. I really wish you stay and write those long post which cheer me up. But I wish you all the good luck and I hope you will meet me when you land in Pune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to know you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hugs Bro!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;**again&lt;/b&gt; want to put this thought forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We are mammals and blessed with body hair, three middle ear bones, and the ability to nourish our young with milk, Although females have the mammary glands, we all start out in a similar way in the, embryo. During development, the embryo follows a female template until about six weeks, when the male sex chromosome kicks in for a male embryo. The embryo then begins to develop all of its male characteristics. Men are thus left with nipples and also with some breast tissue.&lt;~~~ This is what Bio Science Says... that means... all men are females for 6 weeks in life,... so by manuscripts, by science and by nature ... every life is Feminine... Males are just a variation to Class Mother and not different from class mother... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%; color:blue"&gt;**The bio-science work is an excerpt of a comment from one of Priyanka's post, i loved it and did not find any better lines. It's originally taken from &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href= http://www.telegraphindia.com&gt;The Telegraph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any gender biasness to go with, so if any of you think that I wanted to bash/trash men/women in my last post than I am Sorry!!! Many of you think I generalized, and many think I didn’t, it’s fair enough that I have both the opinions. I may be honest, but I haven’t put forward even 1% of the truth yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always lived in a mirage, where I have dreamt of an Egalitarian society, but I have been defeated by women themselves, by simply hating and fighting with other women and then men who think they are the Supremes of this world, and without them this world is not enough!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is one thing which makes us complete, or may be companionship if you want to put it this way. Is it really necessary to marry someone, then in India yes, because you are abide by the laws of the society, but I personally think that if you and your partner knows that you can be together forever, happily ever after, then marriage is just a name given to this true commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But isn’t it necessary in the relationship to understand each other, think about each other, do things for each other. Can the love keep flowing in one direction, even if it does, for how long, and then some day you may have the feeling you are not loved enough… And then you think it was better to be single, and then to aspire for the dreams, desires, goals one had. I don’t mind being single but I can tell you from my personal experience that love is certainly a beautiful feeling and you all know that. We feel special when someone loves us, may it be our parents, friends or the lover…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think either things can work without small adjustments made towards keeping the happy relationship, but at the same time, I just have a plain question, why when you are in love, is love really blind where you can do anything for your man/woman??? If it’s your wish then fair enough, go ahead, change yourself because you really want to, If you really feel that after making this sacrifice you will be happy then go ahead, if something is for better than no one can question it. And I never questioned them who are doing this with their will, but I only question those who do this when they don’t wish to change and still they do, when they don’t want to do things but they are forced to do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself suggest many of my friends, specially my girl friends, like D. She thinks that A, her boy friend doesn’t listen to her at times, he does what he wants to, and then at times she feels helpless. I only question her about the fact that she knew he is that kind in the beginning only and so did she fell in love. So now if she wants him to change in a day, isn’t it something which is impossible. But I don’t know how long we can keep doing things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s a matter of heart over mind and mind over heart most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceedy, yes, it may be easy to say this to make ourselves feel special, but when it comes to doing it really, not 1% can do what they say. Or may be I have the privilege that I am a Man, who has got the rights to decide, if I would have been a woman then it would have been much more difficult to say and more so to do such things. We are living in a discriminating society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakoli, may be I was generalizing and I am not lucky enough to know more people like you who don’t believe in doing such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veens, it’s really nice to know your thoughts on this and that you will remain what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderealla, dear friend, I agree to every word you said, but at the same time, I would still call it an adjustment because somewhere it isn’t compromise, which isn’t a happy word. Adjustment atleast may sound neutral. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keshi, Amy… yes I think howsoever knowledge goes in there in this mind, we still remain Men at the end of the day, and we need this to change drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneri, you are lucky enough. God bless you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan, I too do that, I do stare at girls, I don’t want to defend it, but I don’t find it neither good nor bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena, my dear friend, I learn a lot from you, you are so knowledgeable I must say. I agree to you that its all in the mind, and people are people everywhere. And yes, it is always about respecting the other person. Cheers!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-325483085659472339?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/325483085659472339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=325483085659472339' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/325483085659472339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/325483085659472339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-n-u-typical-we-part-ii.html' title='ME n U- Typical WE Part II'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6186426858657956798</id><published>2008-04-21T08:29:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:31:20.120+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Typical WE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Men will be Men". I agree to it completely, I find many an exception too, but generally, as far as I have seen, most behave typically.&lt;br /&gt;For past few weeks now, I am thinking and reading a lot on Love vs. Arrange marriages... I was myself for love marriage but we divorced, after a long companionship of almost 7 years. But that doesn’t change my point of view towards Love &amp;amp; Arranged marriages at all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this post isn’t about marriage only, there are a lot of things I want to talk about. So let me begin with one conversation of mine with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend(M) fell in love some 3 years back with his colleague(K), she is a well literate lady herself, doing her MBA as of now. M is a guy from middle class, so he was hardly able to earn his pie at that point of time, but things changed and this conversation took place after things changed. We started a business together which now he owns as I left it for my MBA and career, and he has made a moolah from it. So he has 2 cars, a bungalow, a nice office space, everything one desire of while starting business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M now doesn’t want K to work anymore, he thinks that why should she work, when he is earning so much. Above all he says, in his family no lady has worked so far, so he wants K to be the same. He isn’t illiterate believe me, so when I asked him, will you leave the business and sit at home, if K wants to conquer the world. He said, simply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ankur, What the crap man, what are you talking??? &lt;/blockquote&gt;I believe he hasn’t got answer for this question!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do things really change so fast, someone you met at your work place only and now you don’t want to work her at all. And there are other reasons too behind it... like, people will stare at her, they will flirt with her... Gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why in this world, we men, don’t believe, respect &amp;amp; trust our own woman... *Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t dis-respect woman who really want to be housewives, and if they finally settle like that, they have achieved their goals, but for women who have the goals quite clearly written for them, if they too do this, talking a lot about Woman's Day, Girl's Day, then I always feel that you are cheating yourself.&lt;br /&gt;One interesting argument I always listen to, when I talk to most of my girl friends (read gf... not lover), they say... that we are in love, and I can do anything for my man... but will your man be able to do the same if you ask her to do so...??? I guess you know the answer and then you come up with things like you don’t want to spoil the relationship and there is a lot to give up, if you really want to stay it that way.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, all for the sake of argument, you know that you don’t want to give it up, it’s a sacrifice you are making, but you don’t want others to see it that way. I admire this quality of yours Lady!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel that this is man's world, so things will take time to change, but when you literate, knowledgeable, mature woman takes such a decision, I feel that somewhere all the spirit is lost. And when I ask them, will you be able to do so if its arrange marriage, they say... NO, it’s a compromise, I won't.&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t seen such 2 sides of coin ever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another funny talk which goes on in rounds when we men chat about our woman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you ask most of them, will you ever accept a woman who has a past? Now all you ladies will think that yes, they will, even if you have a past, they are ready to accept you... but let me tell you, we aren’t that frank in front of you... The answer 80% of times is, I can’t accept a girl with a past, because if there is one, there is always a possibility to repeat the mistake in future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you ask the remaining 20%, that will you accept a girl then who has slept with someone before, another 80% are gone, and this time with a bigger NO NO.... Typical us, I must say... We are ready to bang every girl which comes to us, not thinking that eventually she also will find someone like us, but when it comes to us... we need a VIRGIN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don’t believe it, and I have my arguments many a times with my friends over this, and they say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ankur... You are a Ch#$^a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heehaw... yes I am, but I know what I am doing, and I wont regret it ever, because I wont give her a chance to make me regret it. Love is the key I believe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marriage is an institution, a promise you make to your companion to support and be with them at every single step in their life, where mutual trust and respect is necessary, where you look towards a future which is for both of you...&lt;br /&gt;When 2 individuals become one... WE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think there is more to write on this... so more will follow soon...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6186426858657956798?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6186426858657956798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6186426858657956798' title='69 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6186426858657956798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6186426858657956798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/typical-we.html' title='Typical WE...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>69</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-716585818705219298</id><published>2008-04-19T15:12:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:17:20.591+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>TAGGED!!---'30 questions'</title><content type='html'>I am tagged by Pri today and as I don’t have much to write so I am better off completing this one. (:D). Believe me; I won’t do justice to this tag because this tag has more questions than I ever answered in a single class (:-P). I am privileged enough (or more technology literate) to copy-&gt;Paste the questions so my task is much easier than her, I just need to ensure that I write my answers (lolzzzz…).&lt;br /&gt;So here I go, one by one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) LAST MOVIE U SAW IN A THEATRE?&lt;br /&gt;“Shaurya”… amazing, though a copy of “A Few Good Men”, but it has done justice with itself. The movie is blank at places, but I really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;Also the dialog specially, when at the first place Rahul Bose (who acted as an army lawyer) says,&lt;br /&gt;"Army got its hero, but I lost a father. "&lt;br /&gt;It is a great watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) WHAT BOOK ARE U READING??&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading “The Man who killed Gandhi”. A different perspective to look towards what happened and how it happened. A book with many original photographs and literature and if you are the one who is interested in Gandhi or Indian Freedom fight… then I guess it’s a good book.&lt;br /&gt;MRP: Rs. 395/-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) FAVOURITE BOARD GAME?&lt;br /&gt;LUDO, and I still play it with my cousins when I go back home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) FAVOURITE MAGAZINE?&lt;br /&gt;I pick any, am not so particular, category is business &amp;amp; socio-economical generally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) FAVOURITE SMELLS?&lt;br /&gt;The smell of mud, when it rains.&lt;br /&gt;I also like the smell of Dettol &amp;amp; Petrol. :D&lt;br /&gt;I like to smell fresh mangos &amp;amp; garlic chutney.&lt;br /&gt;And my perfumes: Hugo Boss, Givenchy, Ferrari &amp;amp; Burberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)FAVOURITE SOUNDS?&lt;br /&gt;When my phone rings for a particular no, guess I am missing that sound for so many months now (:P).&lt;br /&gt;When my mamma &amp;amp; dad calls me beta and Anshu (my sis) calls me bhai… my jaan call me Dada(big bro), my grandparents (nana &amp;amp; nani) calls me Rinku(my nick name) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD?&lt;br /&gt;When I see someone begging on the road, someone in an accident, a dead body, and when I miss someone who is very close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN U WAKE?&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) FAVOURITE FASTFOOD PLACE?&lt;br /&gt;There are many, Pizza hut anywhere…&lt;br /&gt;When I am in my hometown, there are many road side shops where I love to eat and they know me all… Specially Shankar Dal-moth in Chaura Rasta and Pandit Pavbhaji at Jawahar Circle (to tell u its Asia’s largest circle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) FUTURE CHILDS NAME?&lt;br /&gt;My wish is a daughter, can’t decide alone, 2 names are in…&lt;br /&gt;1) Deepeika&lt;br /&gt;2) Cant tell u… i discussed it and promise to someone that i will keep this name :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)FINISH THIS STATEMENT---'IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY I'D'&lt;br /&gt;probably open a school where all the special kids will be educated, will have a home for the people who don’t have one, will open a dining place which provides food 24*7 to people who cant afford to eat on their own(they have to wash dishes, clean floors, coz I don’t want to make charity, its moreover like LANGAR if u r familiar with the term.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)DO U DRIVE FAST?&lt;br /&gt;Well, to tell u the fact I used to, but guess the days aren’t good for me. Have met 4 accidents in past 3 months, and now I afraid to drive infact. Yesterday was hit by a Qualis on the road, fell down, hurt my left knee again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) DO U SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?&lt;br /&gt;Haha… the only stuffed thing I have is a bed full of some cotton, and my pillows, give me as many I will always complaint. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) STORMS--COOL OR SCARY?&lt;br /&gt;Cool… always… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?&lt;br /&gt;My first, I take this as one I bought, a Wagon R, gifted to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) FAVOURITE DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;1) Café Mocha&lt;br /&gt;2) Peach Ice Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)FINISH THIS STATEMENT-IF I HAD THE TIME I WOULD...&lt;br /&gt;Read all the books in this world and watch all the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)DO YOU EAT THE STEMS ON BROCCOLI?&lt;br /&gt;I love them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY OTHER COLOUR, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR CHOICE?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna answer, cant ask this to a man who recently shaved his head, lives in Pune where hairfall is a big problem, and facing baldness. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)NAME ALL THE DIFFERENT CITIES/TOWNS U HAVE LIVED IN?&lt;br /&gt;I have been to many, lived in Jaipur, Ajmer, Nagaur, Mumbai, Bangalore, Gurgaon, Delhi ,Guwahati, and Pune(currently).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)FAVOURITE SPORTS TO WATCH?&lt;br /&gt;Omg, u kidding me, I can watch&lt;br /&gt;F1(my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;Cricket&lt;br /&gt;Soccer&lt;br /&gt;WWF&lt;br /&gt;Hockey&lt;br /&gt;Rafting&lt;br /&gt;Gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;Boxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt this list enough :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;This is too much... one nice thing... lemme think... *sigh&lt;br /&gt;likhna padega kya??? compulsary hai???&lt;br /&gt;wait... yes, she is a doctor... oh.. but is it nice??? :P&lt;br /&gt;ok... here u go..&lt;br /&gt;She is a great human being, a fine writer, superb narrator. :)&lt;br /&gt;and yes... she is a poet too... gud one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) WHATS UNDER YOUR BED?&lt;br /&gt;I have a floor, no hollow space :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)WOULD U LIKE TO BE BORN AS YOURSELF AGAIN??&lt;br /&gt;Oh man… I would love to… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)MORNING PERSON OR NIGHT OWL?&lt;br /&gt;I sleep at 2 am and wake up at 7am… what do u call such a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) OVER EASY OR SUNNY SIDE UP?&lt;br /&gt;I think I am over easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)FAVOURITE PLACE TO RELAX?&lt;br /&gt;Moi home… and mamma’s lap, I just love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)FAVOURITE PIE?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t eat… pie’s :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)FAVOURITE ICECREAM FLAVOUR?&lt;br /&gt;Seetaphal from Naturals,&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi from Gelato&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon from New Zealand Naturals.&lt;br /&gt;And above all, the one kulfi wala uncle which comes with his trolley, rings the bell and we eat that Dandi wala Kulfi… it’s the best :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)OF ALL THE PEOPLE U HAVE TAGGED, WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND FIRST?&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t tagged yet, but now I will :&lt;br /&gt;1) Veens&lt;br /&gt;2) Keshi&lt;br /&gt;3) Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;4) Ceedy&lt;br /&gt;5) Amy&lt;br /&gt;6) Aneri&lt;br /&gt;Plzzzz some of u take this up :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this will do, I am exhausted and just want to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, have fun guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-716585818705219298?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/716585818705219298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=716585818705219298' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/716585818705219298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/716585818705219298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged-30-questions.html' title='TAGGED!!---&apos;30 questions&apos;'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1085658317048603495</id><published>2008-04-16T21:48:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:50:17.182+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>A New Day...Updated</title><content type='html'>No suprises... happy days are back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided on a new camera, Canon EOS 400D costing me a moolah, but i have taken suggestions from a friend and he said its a very good one. This one is a SLR (Single reflex lens), and i can also use extra lenses to enhance the capacity... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my jaan, my bro, my cousin, he was happy though he initially said that he wants me to be there in his birthday party, but later we settled with his long list of demands (read Farmaish :P). Still I am very very happy that he is on talking terms with me. :D&lt;br /&gt;Love You Cutie boy!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight with the friend is over, though I had to pay a huge price for it, but cleared differences(if we may call it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning i saw a comment out of a cold war. It made me more happy at 7am in the morning because it wasnt expected ever. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I forgot to mention one thing, went to FC Road in the evening, from office, had no work today, with friends, to eat Jalebi and Rabri (both are delicacies in sweets) at Manmeet restaurant. It was yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am Happy!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one I scribbled long time back but didnt put it up... but here it goes, though it doesnt suits my happy mood... still i m happy to post it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आंधियां कितनी भी चले&lt;br /&gt;फूल फिर भी महकेंगे&lt;br /&gt;तेरे आने की आहट से&lt;br /&gt;मगर अब हम न चौकेंगे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;गूंजती है आँगन मैं&lt;br /&gt;तेरी किलकारियाँ अब भी&lt;br /&gt;वो हँसी के कहकशे तेरे&lt;br /&gt;कभी भी हम न भूलेंगे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;वो जरा धीरे से&lt;br /&gt;बालो को झटकाना तेरा&lt;br /&gt;तेरी आंखों का महकाना हमे&lt;br /&gt;कभी भी हम न भूलेंगे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;करते हैं याद तुझे हम&lt;br /&gt;अपनी धडकनों से ज्यादा&lt;br /&gt;मगर जीने के लिए&lt;br /&gt;साँस लेना हम न भूलेंगे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1085658317048603495?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1085658317048603495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1085658317048603495' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1085658317048603495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1085658317048603495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-day.html' title='A New Day...Updated'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2680291984270811845</id><published>2008-04-15T22:08:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:43:48.904+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pinch of Salt...</title><content type='html'>Today was a bad day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy a Semi-SLR Camera (Sony HS9) for long, couldn’t buy it earlier because of finances. Today when I really wanted to buy it, visited 4 stores, thinking that I will get a piece somewhere, couldn’t get even a single one... they say, it’s out of market, obsolete they call it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;F'em...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma called me, as my cousin's birthday (my jaan, he is 4 yrs old) is tomorrow, he was at home and wanted to talk to me. I was disappointed, not wanted to talk, picked up, said, I will talk later, guess what, now he doesn’t wants to talk to me, and I am dying to hear from him now!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bhai... I miss you so very much here... I love you a lot... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fought with a friend in the morning, over nothing... i guess the phase will be over, but today was the day, i felt so bad about it. &lt;br /&gt;Trust me for lord sake...I don't ask strangers to do it... dont you get it??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I wish I would be at home today...None of this would have happened!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2680291984270811845?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2680291984270811845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2680291984270811845' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2680291984270811845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2680291984270811845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/pinch-of-salt.html' title='Pinch of Salt...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4904358924080964219</id><published>2008-04-12T08:00:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-12T15:22:35.620+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>The 8-Star Tag...</title><content type='html'>Pri tagged me on Tuesday for this, and here i go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight things I am passionate about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;All my Friends including few from bloggersville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food (pure veg though :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rafting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight things I want to do before I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become a politician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;wish i can make one person happy for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;spread humanity across the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend a year in Alaska &amp;amp; New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open a Restaurant (Fine Dine &amp;amp; Finer Wine :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make my parents proud of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;to change the past for once :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight things I say often&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kiddin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;just pullin ur leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;kuch nahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;As#$#%e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sexy (even abt food :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;KEWL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight books I've read recently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shantaram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 point someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Interpreter of Maladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Wealth of Nations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Demons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Man who killed Gandhi (reading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight songs I could listen to, over and over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss, this list is never gonna end :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woh Kagaz ki Kashti... Jagjit Singh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am leaving on a Jet Plane...John Denver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A song for all Lovers...John Denver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk the Line...Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Radha kaise na Jale...Lagan(movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love will Never lie...MLTR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dekh lo aaj humko...Jagjit Kaur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarakti jaaye hai...Jagjit Singh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew... this was difficult!!! :( *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight things that attracts me to my best friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;honesty (abt me and themselves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;we can fight, cry and laugh at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;letting me decide the food everytime :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;providing mental and economical (:D) support whenever i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;listening to me forever and asking me to get a life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;not caring abt my academics, cast, religion, color, weight, hair... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;and even after telling them that i cant help them get a new job, coming back again and again asking for the same :P :P heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 people i shld tag this with...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooopppyyyyyyyy... no one... i have 8 in my mind... so if u know or guess u r one... take it, i dont want to force u ;) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2007/10/images/071002-star-picture_big.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is official... and my 1st tag *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolzzzz.... but yes, never been tagged earlier, Supriya actually asked me (not tagged ;)) and i wanted to be... looks like i m in the groove now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to copy few tags coz i liked them, and then i thought how long... :D, coz to really be a part of this world, you need to be tagged.&lt;br /&gt;But then i thanks you all, to making this journey all the more comofortable for me. I write for myself, what i feel... And your advices and suggestions have actually made me think a lot deeper and i have gained a lot of insight from all of your posts. Few of those who i really like to read for substance as of now are Veens, Pri, Keshi, Samby, Cindrella, Lena, Amy &amp;amp; Ceedy(sometimes :D)... Thanks to all of you, not because you all are great writers, but you write what you think, the harsh truth and the reality, and above all you write for yourself... Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Courtesy :- &lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/"&gt;National geographic News &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4904358924080964219?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4904358924080964219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4904358924080964219' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4904358924080964219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4904358924080964219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/8-star-tag.html' title='The 8-Star Tag...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8624603140884451121</id><published>2008-04-09T20:32:00.018+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:23:23.944+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Hunderd Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Why do I keep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;referring people as FRIENDS...&lt;br /&gt;bugging people...&lt;br /&gt;asking&lt;br /&gt;questioning...&lt;br /&gt;hoping...&lt;br /&gt;thinking...&lt;br /&gt;visiting people who don’t want me to visit them...&lt;br /&gt;writing...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that people will understand me...&lt;br /&gt;justifying myself...&lt;br /&gt;talking of an egalitarian society...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that woman will someday believe that they are equal...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that woman will believe every man doesn’t think the same about them...&lt;br /&gt;myself in solitude......&lt;br /&gt;feeling lonely...&lt;br /&gt;thinking about her...&lt;br /&gt;missing her...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that she will come back...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that the old time will come back..&lt;br /&gt;thinking that I can’t move on...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that my life isn’t the same anymore...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that I can love her till eternity...&lt;br /&gt;talking of her every time&lt;br /&gt;thinking that I won’t be sad anymore...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that I can bring smile to the face of people around me...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that people will understand me...&lt;br /&gt;telling people what to do...&lt;br /&gt;thinking before writing...&lt;br /&gt;commenting too long...&lt;br /&gt;giving hope to people...&lt;br /&gt;interfering...&lt;br /&gt;thinking while driving...&lt;br /&gt;meeting with accidents...&lt;br /&gt;forgetting things...&lt;br /&gt;believing that forgetting and forgiving is everything...&lt;br /&gt;hurting people...&lt;br /&gt;loving poeple...&lt;br /&gt;sayin but...&lt;br /&gt;doing the same things again and again...&lt;br /&gt;fighting with myself...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have so much to write and yet I can’t write anymore… I feel a blank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reader on my blog and one post by a blogger made me think all this... I still hope though!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8624603140884451121?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8624603140884451121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8624603140884451121' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8624603140884451121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8624603140884451121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/hunderd-thoughts.html' title='Hunderd Thoughts...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6153720409963753839</id><published>2008-04-05T11:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-05T11:24:38.402+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Life... Bitter or Sweet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wonder how many times we remember the bad deeds and forget the good which was done to us, we break a relationship coz of 1 wrong thing saying that it won’t be the same again; we break friendship saying that a friend can’t do this to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, we are in love with happiness, or may be...FACE OFF!!! We can’t take the truth, we hate when one sad moment appears in our lives and we discard everything which was there for past few days or years may be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think too much of what happened, y it happened, but do we think the same when someone gives us the happiness we want??? Do we think over it again n again... do we crib over it, do we fight over it...&lt;br /&gt;And just then I wonder, we don’t love happiness, we love sadness, and we love the hatred around so we keep it in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don’t believe in forgiveness, they don’t believe in forgetting what happened; a slap on your face can’t be forgotten like the gift which was given to u on your 5th birthday by your parents, which kept u happy for atleast 15 days then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder and I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these phases are so long, because we want them to be... and we call them the little truths of our life, but y do we tend not to remember the bigger ones... Y don’t we remember that it may the relationship which kept u alive for 6 months, or may be a year... all those happy days are just gone like the moment, the time which will never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a past, I don’t like to call it bitter coz I don’t believe it was bitter, I can’t come out of it because I remember the happy moments which I spent for 6 years. The feeling was amazing, and its not letting me get out of it, guess someone said rightly more than love I m missing the feeling of being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t try to run away from my past, I want to live with it, but I want my present to be made beautiful because of it. When someone says, move on, I say, from whom... myself???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then people say we are living in a parallel world, forgetting all the others around us, and then I say coz we wish to...&lt;br /&gt;We are becoming meaner day by day, there are very few who live for others making them happy, most of us live for ourselves only, in a world full of illusions, doing things just for ourselves, and those who do it for others, people suggest them to move on... live for themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish and I wonder!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, those who live for others realize how important it is, even I sometimes think that I should start living for myself, and then I think, Should I be like everyone else then... no ways, that’s not acceptable to me. I believe if there are small things which make people happy, I will keep showing that gesture, and I don’t fid anything wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think at times, we should try and learn from people who don’t have a life to live to, who run rickshaws the whole day to eat their share of the bread and butter (butter huh?). Look at people who can’t buy a dress for years, kids who can’t go to school and never get educated. There are people who have a reason to be unhappy, the bigger reasons. Sometimes we can take our time out of our busy lives, to spend some time with these people, just to make them smile, to bring a new meaning to our lives, if at all we are able enough to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pledge, to visit a school every weekend, and give few hours to educate kids, as I was doing earlier and currently with my busy schedule was unable to do(I call it busy, and I wonder more… )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thought…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep visiting people, on their blog, trying to give a new dimension to my thinking, the way I react to situations, and I comment the way I feel about that... and when I spent much time on one blog, discussing and having a share of thoughts, people try to read through me, calling me a flirt, someone whose trying to impress the girl by visiting her... Gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder and I realize, I atleast make an honest attempt to read and understand what that person has written, and I write a long comment thinking that when u put something on a public blog, u want people to share with you what they feel about it, I certainly don’t try to make fun of it, I don’t go and crack jokes over there, I believe that everyone has their own set of beliefs and principles, so I respect them and then I may end up getting into a debate with them about what they think and what I think...&lt;br /&gt;But to label as a flirt, I take this offensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was a comment i was writing on Pri latest post... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thiswholenewworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-truths-of-life.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the little truths of life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, but the length was so much that i thought it would be better to post this. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6153720409963753839?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6153720409963753839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6153720409963753839' title='63 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6153720409963753839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6153720409963753839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-bitter-or-sweet.html' title='Life... Bitter or Sweet?'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>63</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2610685589396849197</id><published>2008-04-03T14:09:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:59:44.982+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Smile...</title><content type='html'>This is the one I scribbled long time back and put it in one of my posts too. But guess this is the time when i should put it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl o' Girl&lt;br /&gt;Let me make you happy&lt;br /&gt;By giving roses&lt;br /&gt;and make you smile&lt;br /&gt;but thinking&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;is this what will&lt;br /&gt;make you happy&lt;br /&gt;really happy&lt;br /&gt;giving up&lt;br /&gt;all your tide&lt;br /&gt;giving up&lt;br /&gt;all for me&lt;br /&gt;all your life&lt;br /&gt;thinking it will&lt;br /&gt;make me smile!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="silver"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another one which i wrote for one of my blogger friend, and guess after reading her latest post &lt;a href="http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/stairway-to-heaven.html"&gt;Stairway To Heaven&lt;/a&gt;, I dont think i have words to comment there or rather m speechless... but i want you to read the same poem not for the reason that everything happens for good, but because there will be a new morning and a new beginning...&lt;br /&gt;I dont care whether it sounds good or not with the translation, but the translation goes along as it is for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;घनघोर अँधेरा छाया है (its a blackout)&lt;br /&gt;चारो और सन्नाटा है (There is silence around)&lt;br /&gt;न कोई पंछी है (no birds)&lt;br /&gt;न कोई आवाजे (no sounds)&lt;br /&gt;हर तरफ़ है तो (if anything is there)&lt;br /&gt;बस कालिमा और कालिमा (its only darkness)&lt;br /&gt;डर लगता है मुझे (i m afraid of)&lt;br /&gt;अपने आप से (myself)&lt;br /&gt;कैसे बचूंगा मे (how m gonna survive)&lt;br /&gt;ऐसी काली रात से (frm dis black night)&lt;br /&gt;हवाएँ चल रही है (wind blowing)&lt;br /&gt;तेज़ बहुत तेज़ (faster n faster)&lt;br /&gt;दरवाज़े बज रहे हैं (doors r makin noise)&lt;br /&gt;हर तरफ़ के (frm everywhere)&lt;br /&gt;क्या ऐसा ही है वक्त मेरा (is dis my presnt)&lt;br /&gt;चांदनी नही वापस होगी(no moonlit will com bak)&lt;br /&gt;तारो की रौशनी की (stars shine)&lt;br /&gt;क्या नही वापसी होगी(won't come back )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;पर हर काली रात के बाद (but after every dark night)&lt;br /&gt;एक सुबह आती है (there is a morning)&lt;br /&gt;और सूरज की नई किरणे (new sunrays)&lt;br /&gt;कुछ नया पैगाम लाती है (bring new msg)&lt;br /&gt;एक नया सवेरा (a new morning)&lt;br /&gt;एक नई सुबह (a new morning)&lt;br /&gt;एक नई शुरुआत (a new beginning)&lt;br /&gt;जिंदगी की (of life)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pain and journey never ends...its just tat u have to forget it, begin a new chapter, take a new path, thinking of another journey...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care Girlie!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2610685589396849197?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2610685589396849197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2610685589396849197' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2610685589396849197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2610685589396849197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-one-i-scribbled-long-time-back.html' title='Smile...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8792699413919545069</id><published>2008-03-29T11:39:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:58:20.021+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ghazal...</title><content type='html'>This is a small and honest effort by me to write a ghazal... i hope u like it and i am looking forward for your critical remarks to improve upon it in future. :)&lt;br /&gt;For all my blogger friends who dont know Hindi, just leave me ur email, and i will send u an translated version, though i dont know how much sense it will make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तू है एक हसीं नगमा&lt;br /&gt;जिसे गुनगुनाने को जी चाहता है&lt;br /&gt;तू है वो हँसी&lt;br /&gt;जिसे होठों पे लाने को जी चाहता है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तेरा हँसना&lt;br /&gt;मुस्कुराना&lt;br /&gt;सितम है जालिम&lt;br /&gt;फिर भी तुझे अजमाने को&lt;br /&gt;जी चाहता है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तेरी चूड़ी&lt;br /&gt;तेरी पायल का खनकना जालिम&lt;br /&gt;दिल के हर जर्रे पर&lt;br /&gt;सितम धाता है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तेरे हँसने की खनक&lt;br /&gt;तेरे चेहरे की अदा&lt;br /&gt;तेरा चुप रहके भी&lt;br /&gt;सब कह जाना&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तेरा चलना&lt;br /&gt;चलके थमना&lt;br /&gt;फिर यूं इतराना&lt;br /&gt;हाय जालिम&lt;br /&gt;क़यामत का जैसे मंजर हो...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तेरे आने की आहट&lt;br /&gt;पर भी हम मरते हैं&lt;br /&gt;तुझसे ऐ हमदम कहें कैसे&lt;br /&gt;कितना हम डरते हैं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हँसते हँसते तेरे सब जुल्म&lt;br /&gt;यूं सहेंगे हमदम&lt;br /&gt;तेरी बस अदाओं के सहारे&lt;br /&gt;जी लेंगे हम...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8792699413919545069?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8792699413919545069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8792699413919545069' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8792699413919545069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8792699413919545069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-small-effort-by-me-to-write.html' title='Ghazal...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3482071853391964739</id><published>2008-03-27T09:49:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:30:46.300+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>Hope!!!</title><content type='html'>Am I in midst of some hope&lt;br /&gt;thinking someone will help me&lt;br /&gt;a star falling from the sky&lt;br /&gt;giving me everything i wish for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i too confused&lt;br /&gt;thinking wat to do with life&lt;br /&gt;shd i sleep or shld i eat&lt;br /&gt;or i shld say bbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i making friends&lt;br /&gt;or losin them too often&lt;br /&gt;thinkin all this time&lt;br /&gt;that this is all so human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i making mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but not knowing them&lt;br /&gt;or is it the feeling of&lt;br /&gt;all the loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need someone&lt;br /&gt;someone looking at me&lt;br /&gt;i think i need someone&lt;br /&gt;someone talking to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in this virtual world&lt;br /&gt;ppl are selfish&lt;br /&gt;doin wat they want to&lt;br /&gt;forgettin the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think m obsessed&lt;br /&gt;with ppl arnd me&lt;br /&gt;i think m distressed&lt;br /&gt;with the way they react&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have given&lt;br /&gt;too much to ppl i dont know&lt;br /&gt;or may be it was hope&lt;br /&gt;that they r all so human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know wat to do&lt;br /&gt;to live or to die&lt;br /&gt;to go to Himalyas&lt;br /&gt;or some Pub HiFi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know i will survive&lt;br /&gt;all of this somehow&lt;br /&gt;i m hoping m gonna win all&lt;br /&gt;all of them one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think m gonna live&lt;br /&gt;all for me myself&lt;br /&gt;forgetting wat others&lt;br /&gt;doing with d rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I challenged myself to write a poem based on hope, cudnt think of better :D&lt;br /&gt;As they say, Chill Madi!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And my best friend and my sis tells me, its her who is inspiring me to write, she says, every end has a new beginning :P&lt;br /&gt;"That relation ended giving u're personality a new dimension!!!"&lt;br /&gt;She is true though,  may be its all coz of u, my lost world :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3482071853391964739?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3482071853391964739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3482071853391964739' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3482071853391964739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3482071853391964739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/hope_27.html' title='Hope!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-508670019574118918</id><published>2008-03-21T09:42:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:25:16.651+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The A-Z of Moi :D</title><content type='html'>I must say I was tempted to write this, I wasn’t tagged for this, but I thought it would be great fun. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;the rules are simple---u just need to answer what every question demands...and its called the A-Z tag because I guess it covers up all the questions from A to Z...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A- Adore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My Mamma, she is the most beautiful person on this planet!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B- Believe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every friend of mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C- Careful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes I am, a lot many times, specially when I am meeting or talking to a stranger, because there is always a possibility of minunderstanding!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D-Dost?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend, I will name, Narendra, he is a gem and my mammas second son, oh I guess, 1st he is older than me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E- Eggetarian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I really don’t believe in any such terminologies, you can either be veggie, or non-veggie, there’s no way in between!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F- Flabbergasted?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, reading all the posts around the bloggersville which says like, 10 things we hate, we don’t like, we don’t want, men to do!!! Guess u r writing coz they r important to you, otherwise do u care abut some Raghu or Madho... no u don’t!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G-Gee(read Fit of bad temper)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:P, really I don’t want to write it here, :P, but I guess I will write one politician, and the award goes to Mr. Raj Thackrey. Do I really need to write why??? :P *ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-Important?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me to do something, which will change the lives of people around the world, may be by donating my eyes, organ, wealth, or some other way. I can and I will change the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J-Joker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, Saif Ali Khan, Britney Spears, and Paris Hilton :P&lt;br /&gt;All these are the jokers of the world, the way they express their love, or hate... is mind-blowing I must say. lolzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K- Kewl?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himachal Pradesh, really cool, with less traffic, lesser people, and the beauty which surrounds the place, omg... with the trees of apple and apricots on the roadside, I just wish I can see the snow all the time, watch the beauty in the mountains and the valley... wow.. Just so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes I do, something else now (:P, my blog i guess :D), guess m moving on !!! :P :P&lt;br /&gt;And yes i love my parents and my sister a lot. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M-Morons?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many and recently someone completely misread me when I said there are many in this world. Around the bloggersville, I recently noticed a moron who was invited as a guest blogger on one of my friends blog, and he completely(read cynically) created a battlefield over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N-Naughty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, I love to be, I play a lot of pranks on my friends, pull their legs (though they are heavy :P), and recently when I said, I test reactions, someone tested mine... and I was really scared... God, I don’t want to lose you!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O-Oblivion(read absent minded)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, I am, many a times, while driving most of the times I get crazy, thinking and thinking all the time, of something, some other world. Met with an accident in the recent times coz of it!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;Even while talking to you, i can be, i always think too much!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P-Prophecy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do.. i do believe there is god!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q-Quest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, for knowledge. Someone once said, "Knowledge is all around you, you just need to look at it!!!" Great!!! And yes, we don’t look at it often... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R-Robust?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my sense of humor and me... :P, I m sorry for pulling your leg too often ji!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S-Stoppage(read Failures)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There aren’t any, I always believe its temporary, a chance given to you to look back, check what have you done wrong, or what has went wrong, and not to repeat the same mistakes the next time. Introspection and Retrospection as many say.&lt;br /&gt;When someone says there were bad deeds, I say, there were, but they gave u a chance to change the same in the future. Everything happens for good in this world. :D&lt;br /&gt;"Failure are temporary, Learning’s from them are permanent." The Fifth Mountain-Paulo Coelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T-Tranquillized?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, many a times, last night also my friend listens to all my worries, and I was tranquillized, really!!! I wish I would be again an again, m selfish!!! :D When someone listens to you and your soul, its really wonderful, Thanks :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U-Utopia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;An egalitarian world, my utopia, the day when women will be treated equally as of men, nobody will talk abut equality of sexes coz they would be equal. A society where women won’t be burnt coz of some money, where nobody will talk about "equal opportunity, equal pay", coz I guess you have to!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my friend, its called Utopia so that we dont even think of it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V-Vendetta(read enmity)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there shouldn’t be any, forgiveness and forgetfulness is what you seek, and they deserve. As they say, "Shamadan Mahadan". And yes, you won’t be smaller after saying Sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W-Women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The most beautiful thing god has blessed this world with!!! Guess, have written a lot about it, i have and i will. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X-"X-Men"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it’s true, someone is there to save the world, when I see Heroes(those who don’t know, it’s a TV series like FRIENS :D) too, I dream of it. Someone is there who is looking after everyone, as they say ;) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y-Yoga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, One thing you should practice, not coz Swami ji(though I respect him very much) says so, but guess its going to enhance your soul, energize your body, increase you life, may be for you, yourself, you can do it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z-Zigzag?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, life is, there is no definite shape to it, if you think you will always be happy or sad, then you wont be, I guess even you be bored of it then. Life is full of surprises, isn’t it? Enjoy it like you do when you see a zigzag of stars in the sky, a flock of birds!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it was difficult as I one chooses one question for myself, had so much to write and yet ended with so less. :P&lt;br /&gt;Well, but it was fun, really fun :D (Gee, read surprise :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-508670019574118918?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/508670019574118918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=508670019574118918' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/508670019574118918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/508670019574118918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/a-z-of-moi-d.html' title='The A-Z of Moi :D'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1154418460342036892</id><published>2008-03-19T10:13:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:40:18.885+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happily Friends!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, this poem is a dedication for a friend of mine, whom was uncertain about few things, over some issues, but guess, everything has been sorted out now, all for friendship, Thank you friend, thanks a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;and the birds start flying&lt;br /&gt;i look at the trees&lt;br /&gt;and think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i travel&lt;br /&gt;in the daytime&lt;br /&gt;I look at people&lt;br /&gt;and think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the moon lights&lt;br /&gt;and the starts twinkle&lt;br /&gt;I listen to the silence&lt;br /&gt;and think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;the best i do&lt;br /&gt;my dear friend is&lt;br /&gt;i think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of you&lt;br /&gt;and your words&lt;br /&gt;filled with silence&lt;br /&gt;and versicles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think of you&lt;br /&gt;and feel happy&lt;br /&gt;to have you&lt;br /&gt;as my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish U luck&lt;br /&gt;all this life&lt;br /&gt;and may we rock&lt;br /&gt;as true FRIENDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1154418460342036892?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1154418460342036892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1154418460342036892' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1154418460342036892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1154418460342036892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/happily-friends.html' title='Happily Friends!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-4914877633129295018</id><published>2008-03-19T10:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:27:26.016+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>Friendship!! in 55 words</title><content type='html'>Suresh is very happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years back... Radhika shouted at Suresh... "We are just friends...". He wanted to explain her lot of things but...&lt;br /&gt;In States, Radhika misses someone, his warmth and care, badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called, “I wanna come back for you, just for you…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years, but she realized, Today they are getting married!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-4914877633129295018?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/4914877633129295018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=4914877633129295018' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4914877633129295018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/4914877633129295018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/friendship-in-55-words.html' title='Friendship!! in 55 words'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6180574371030568759</id><published>2008-03-16T19:23:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:43:55.207+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ooty'/><title type='text'>Memories revisited... Mysore, Bandipur, Muttumalai &amp; Ooty</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="St. Philomena Church, Mysore" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R901HuOkQ6I/AAAAAAAABGM/sJPB6W6vLnI/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="St. Philomena Church Enterance, Mysore" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90pDuOkQuI/AAAAAAAABEU/y7txFG4Yfis/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="I conquer :P" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90pD-OkQvI/AAAAAAAABEc/w196Em1cqLs/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="Mysore Palace" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90p2OOkQyI/AAAAAAAABE0/H-K26aaJH_k/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Deer in Bandipur Forest" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90pEuOkQwI/AAAAAAAABEk/0auk-f4b8hU/s200/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="This is how sun looks inside the jungle" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90p2uOkQzI/AAAAAAAABE8/tSfph7h1qB8/s200/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="3 Gore Monkeys, Posing :D" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90p2-OkQ0I/AAAAAAAABFE/45-IMPE2UCU/s200/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="Flow of the River" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90p3OOkQ1I/AAAAAAAABFM/REz46JXnkeI/s200/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="The conquered Peak" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90p3OOkQ2I/AAAAAAAABFU/CduUalGxass/s200/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="This is how it looks from the top :D" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R90xP-OkQ5I/AAAAAAAABGE/QfW2ZioQAqY/s200/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6180574371030568759?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6180574371030568759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6180574371030568759' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6180574371030568759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6180574371030568759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/memories-revisited.html' title='Memories revisited... Mysore, Bandipur, Muttumalai &amp; Ooty'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R901HuOkQ6I/AAAAAAAABGM/sJPB6W6vLnI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2076185800531068972</id><published>2008-03-15T11:17:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:46:20.415+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Forget n Forgive... Updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I tried everything&lt;br /&gt;everything i can&lt;br /&gt;wat makes it worse is&lt;br /&gt;that still she cant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she cant forgive me&lt;br /&gt;for the mistake i have made&lt;br /&gt;she cant forget me&lt;br /&gt;for all tat lost in faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her everything&lt;br /&gt;everything i could&lt;br /&gt;i did everything&lt;br /&gt;which cud make her sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i said sorry&lt;br /&gt;she said No.. No...&lt;br /&gt;i pleaded and i pleaded&lt;br /&gt;long time but no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i asked tat y&lt;br /&gt;she said she feels hurt&lt;br /&gt;she didnt realize&lt;br /&gt;i m more than hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how things work&lt;br /&gt;in this moron world&lt;br /&gt;when the morning starts&lt;br /&gt;with a loads of shuckss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how long this will go&lt;br /&gt;on n on n on&lt;br /&gt;will this ever end&lt;br /&gt;with a happy note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still say sorry&lt;br /&gt;it was my mistake&lt;br /&gt;but will i be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;all for frndship sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried everything..&lt;br /&gt;if i miss something&lt;br /&gt;do tell me and let me know&lt;br /&gt;as soon as u can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will she ever forgive me&lt;br /&gt;oh my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;Will she ever forget&lt;br /&gt;all tat frndship can...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I think its over&lt;br /&gt;over as it can&lt;br /&gt;she'll never forgive me&lt;br /&gt;for wat was insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have given up&lt;br /&gt;given up on u&lt;br /&gt;given up everything&lt;br /&gt;with all tat faith in u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it is right&lt;br /&gt;to forget it all&lt;br /&gt;I wont say sorry&lt;br /&gt;sorry nemore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m now so happy&lt;br /&gt;happy as i can&lt;br /&gt;cant celebrate much though&lt;br /&gt;given up a friend...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2076185800531068972?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2076185800531068972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2076185800531068972' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2076185800531068972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2076185800531068972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/forget-n-forgive.html' title='Forget n Forgive... Updated'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-7526011437954226329</id><published>2008-03-13T09:32:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:32:00.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Look into my eyes...</title><content type='html'>Ah... i was tagged for this by supriya and totally forgot about it, but when i visited her blog yesterday, that made me remeber... Arr... the mistake... :P&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so here it goes, all the questions should be answered with the name of a song, but I am going to write all hindi songs here guys, beacuse the kind of english songs i listen to, most of you would not be... :P&lt;br /&gt;For the same reason i am not following the exact tag rules, which says... put ur ipod or watever music player is there, on shuffle mode, and the answer of each question is going to be the song which is playin on ur ipod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY?" YOU SAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आशाएँ&lt;span class=""&gt; आशाएँ ...&lt;/span&gt; (hopes, hopes... )&lt;br /&gt;i can see hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;चाहे कोई मुझे जंगली कहे... (Even if people call me a stupid...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; i dont mind it at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;एक चंचल शोख हसीना दिल ढूंढ रहा &lt;span class=""&gt;है...&lt;/span&gt; (Searching a beautiful, naughty gorgeous girl...)&lt;br /&gt;:D searching, searching... but.. the server has responded in an unexpected manner, kindly send another request :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;जिंदगी कैसी है पहेली हाय ... (Life is a puzzle...)&lt;br /&gt;speechless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;चला जाता हूँ &lt;span class=""&gt;किसी &lt;/span&gt;ही धुन मॆं ...&lt;/span&gt; (i am walking thinking wat i dont know... )&lt;br /&gt;I am searching for it. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;चक दे, ओ चक दे इंडिया ...&lt;/span&gt; (Chak De India, India Rocks!!!)&lt;br /&gt;I can and i will make the difference one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अल्लाह मेघ दे पानी दे... (God give clouds and rain...)&lt;br /&gt;just replace water and clouds with some brain and hair on my head :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;अल्लाह तेरो &lt;span class=""&gt;नाम, &lt;/span&gt;ईश्वर तेरो नाम... (Allah, god are all your names...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you mom and dad, very very much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दर्द मैं भी ये लब मुस्करा जाते हैं , बीते लम्हे हमें जब भी ... (In the pain, my lips make the smile when i remmeber the old days...)&lt;br /&gt;again speechless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Its better to be safe than worried' :P&lt;br /&gt;my fav line from the movie, Jhankar Beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;यारी है ईमान मेरे यार मेरी जिंदगी...&lt;/span&gt; (My friend is everything...)&lt;br /&gt;Really, i wouldnt have been here without you!!! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;चौध्वी का चाँद हो या आफताब हो ...&lt;/span&gt; (Are you the full moon...)&lt;br /&gt;Silence!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;जिंदगी भर जिंदगी ने गम &lt;span class=""&gt;दिए, &lt;/span&gt;जितने भी मौसम दिए सब नम दिए...&lt;/span&gt; (Life has given sad moments all life, and all seasons with water in my eyes...)&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, everyone will laugh now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cant really find a hindi song for this, suggest me :D&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be with you... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;तेरा &lt;/span&gt;मेरा रिश्ता पुराना ... :D&lt;/span&gt; (Your and my relationship is very old...)&lt;br /&gt;really??? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16) WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;चंदा है तू, मेरे सूरज है तू... :D&lt;/span&gt; (you are everything son...)&lt;br /&gt;ehhehee, not exactly this though... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Phew!!! बहारों फूल बरसाओ मेरे महबूब आया है :P (Seasons draw flowers, my love has arrived...)&lt;br /&gt;oh man, this was again difficult, or may be... mere yaar ki shaadi hai... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेरा जीवन कोरा कागज़ कोरा ही रह गया (My life remained blank...)&lt;br /&gt;:P truly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19)WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मैं शायर तोह नही मगर ऐ हसीं (I am not a poet, but you my love...)&lt;br /&gt;yes... all coz of u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आशिक भी हूँ, कातिल भी हूँ (I am a lover and a killer too...)&lt;br /&gt;;) ;) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;बीते लम्हें हमे जब भी याद आते हैं (When i remember the good'ol days...)&lt;br /&gt;really, recently visited my college, and again i became nostalgic.. wow, those days were the best days of my life, Symbi Rocks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22) WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कोई फरियाद मेरे दिल मैं बसी है ऐसे (there is some request still in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;तुने आंखों से कोई बात कही हो जैसे&lt;/span&gt; (u have said a lot with your eyes...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;The best line... जानता हूँ आपको सहारे की जरुरत नही है, मैं सिर्फ़ साथ देने आया हूँ (I know you dont need someone to help u, i m just here to be with you...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;अहह... आईटी वास दिफ्फिकुल्ट...&lt;br /&gt;:P still in hindi mode..&lt;br /&gt;It was difficult supriya.. but yes.. i loved it in the end.. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot..&lt;br /&gt;i tag neel and priya..&lt;br /&gt;neel and priya ... if u r reading!!!&lt;br /&gt;and guys.. dont mend the rules like me... plzzz... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-7526011437954226329?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/7526011437954226329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=7526011437954226329' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7526011437954226329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/7526011437954226329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-into-my-eyes.html' title='Look into my eyes...'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-5955448842925139710</id><published>2008-03-11T10:04:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:46:39.919+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Women... n Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After reading my last blog, one of my sweet cute little friend asked me, "Why do you write about women so much?". Frankly, i was stunned with the question, but the instant reaction was, "I am fond of them." Many must be laughing after reading this, but those who know me, will say, yes, he is. Phewwwww!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should admit it here, I am fond of woman, beacuse of their body, mind and soul, everything. I am like a normal guy, who looks at girls, and yes, at times, do a lot of commenting with my friends. I do like to flirt with girls. No experiments though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman has played a very important part in my life since my childhood, had many of these girlfriends since the beginning, and now i realize how lucky i was at that point of time. :P Also the fact that most of those girls use to share a lot of things with me, from their day to day life to their love affairs and so on. I also think that i was a center of attraction at that point of time as i was among the top rankers in the class(sometimes and sometimes not). But this definitely gave me an edge over others, when it came to having girlfriends. Though the beauty at that point of time was that our minds were not so corrupt as they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that few girls use to surrender their tiffins, specially to me. Many of them used to bring something special for me. Ahhh, what a feeling that was. They called me on their birthdays, and not only my classmates, but i remember attending many birthday parties of my teachers. Reason being, i was very cute, as a child, had all the trade marks of becoming a Casanova(though i personally dont like the way this term is used). Still remmeber, my uncles and aunts, chedofying me after attending the parties. Heheheh... But it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember, how in class 8th i had a huge crush on this junior of mine, who looked like Sadhna, ahh.. she was beautiful, but my classmates associated me with another girl, and another classmate of mine(a girl only), told Sadhna ( :P ), that i have a crush on her, and then she never talked to me. Hate you Payal for doing it. :P I spent great time with the classmate of mine, talking, chatting, and even we passed on few love letters i believe. It was all great and my mum also used to like her. Should have taken the chance of proposing her then only i must say. Hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the biggest crush of my life came with my first job, early days, i was 20 and she 19. The crush was so huge that i took a tranfer later just to be near her. She was a great company, a girl with principals, courage, beauty, mind and above all, a great soul. Later i too realised that she had the same thing for me, which was great to find out. We use to chat and talk for hours, so the crush finally turned into a relationship with formal exchange of those few words. A relationship which i wanted to last forever, but i think it was against the wish of god and his creatures, so it turned into a turmoil. But i will never forget the days, months, seasons and above all the time i spent with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again i think i started the post with some other thoughts and have ended it with some other. But i would like to mention one thing here :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We are mammals and blessed with body hair, three middle ear bones, and the ability to nourish our young with milk, Although females have the mammary glands, we all start out in a similar way in the, embryo. During development, the embryo follows a female template until about six weeks,when the male sex chromosome kicks in for a male embryo. The embryo then begins to develop all of its male characteristics. Men are thus left with nipples and also with some breast tissue.&lt;~~~ This is what Bio Science Says... that means... all men are females for 6 weeks in life,... so by manuscripts, by scienc and by nature ... evry life is Feminine... Males are just a variation to Class Mother and not different from class mother... We Males ... Adore , respect,... And completely surrender to female gender who is our creator... (excerpt from a comment from one of Priyanka's post, i loved it and did not find any better lines than these.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-5955448842925139710?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/5955448842925139710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=5955448842925139710' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5955448842925139710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/5955448842925139710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/women-n-thinking.html' title='Women... n Thinking'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2855065176845954908</id><published>2008-03-09T17:20:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:47:15.181+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thnking</title><content type='html'>Thinking of what to write... my mind is flooded with thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this woman day will bring a lot of change to the lives of many women around the world. They will gain the respect they deserve and will achieve success in this year too. Hope we will move forward towards the concept of egalitarian society and they them selves will play a big role in this. Hope we will give the due credit to them in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope women will also understand what they are made of. I listen to many friends of mine and really find them surrendering to the thought of giving up their personal career when it comes to marrying their loved one. I fail to understand that all these are the women who cry out loud when someone does something wrong with other woman. They shout a lot but when their time comes, they do surrender to so called circumstances to see that they live happily ever after. Ahem!!! I have 2 thoughts here&lt;br /&gt;1) Your parents do everything for you for 20-25 years and you forget them for someone you hardly know for 6 months or 6 days sometimes, saying it was their duty. 2) You study for the period of 20 years and you give it all up, just because you feel you are in love.&lt;br /&gt;For those 20-25 years your parents give you, you shout at them,cry, if anything goes wrong, if they take any decision which as per you will hinder the growth of you, professionaly or personally. And for 20 years you study thinking that you want to achieve something, some having a career goal and vision and then forgetting it all. All of this is given up just for one thing, for love, which many a times you dont know exist or not.&lt;br /&gt;I am by no means trying to state that you should give up love, or you should not love, infact i am a firm believer of the fact that it is the most beautiful thing which can happen to you. But at the same time you should also understand that if you will grow professionaly, you will become inspiration for many to follow.&lt;br /&gt;I does not understand that why its girls who give up, at the cost of their goals and vision. Why them everytime? If someone asks me to become a house husband, i dont know whether i will accept the same or not.&lt;br /&gt;But its Love, above all, that is what is being told to me. Ahem!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chak De is a story of Indian womens hockey team, which has changed a lot in the world of Indian sports. Chak De has become sports emblem. the one above all. Its again a story of girls who have changed a lot when it comes to the fate of Indian sports. Saying that i want to become like Barkha Dutt, Sonali, will not change the world for you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i have said and accepted time to time that we live in a world which is dominated by men. A unipolar world which revolves around US(still) and Men. Celebrating International women day is not going to help women of this world but they need to understand the significance of the day. I want to ask many of my female friends that what have they done, them selves on this day so that they call this a significant day in their lives. Cheering, congratulating one another, as per me doesnt give any significance to this day.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are always weird, as me. No offences to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl o' Girl&lt;br /&gt;Let me make you happy&lt;br /&gt;By giving roses&lt;br /&gt;and make you smile&lt;br /&gt;but thinking&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;is this what will&lt;br /&gt;make you happy&lt;br /&gt;really happy&lt;br /&gt;giving up&lt;br /&gt;all your tide&lt;br /&gt;giving up&lt;br /&gt;all for me&lt;br /&gt;all your life&lt;br /&gt;thinking it will&lt;br /&gt;make me smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2855065176845954908?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2855065176845954908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2855065176845954908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2855065176845954908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2855065176845954908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/03/thnking.html' title='Thnking'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1927163735270430309</id><published>2008-02-28T13:47:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:52:20.053+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>KiSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R8Zv7OzT17I/AAAAAAAABDA/EleW7LkABac/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171944285457864626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R8Zv7OzT17I/AAAAAAAABDA/EleW7LkABac/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;So that i can listen to you,&lt;br /&gt;baby look at me, look at me,&lt;br /&gt;so that i can&lt;br /&gt;feel your eyes. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby hold my hands,&lt;br /&gt;hold me tight,&lt;br /&gt;baby hug me, hug me,&lt;br /&gt;so that i can&lt;br /&gt;feel alright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel you,&lt;br /&gt;baby love me, love me,&lt;br /&gt;so that I can&lt;br /&gt;touch the skyyyy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1927163735270430309?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1927163735270430309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1927163735270430309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1927163735270430309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1927163735270430309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/02/kiss.html' title='KiSS'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R8Zv7OzT17I/AAAAAAAABDA/EleW7LkABac/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-3120368960041096598</id><published>2008-02-25T22:25:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:53:25.274+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrisy</title><content type='html'>It’s a topic (tag) which was given (assigned) to me for writing by my friend while a tête-à-tête (: P, it was a lunch meeting) in a restaurant. I first decided that I should not write on such a topic. My instant reaction was writing on "hypocrisy" in itself will be faking and coming out with something which wasn't needed. I believe that everyone knows what’s this, but then I said, OK, even if everyone knows, I need to put down what I think about this as someone asked me to do this. It is important for me also to understand what am I doing? As writing something always introduces you more with the topic, the introspection and the retrospection part of it, what I have done wrong and what I could have done right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe I am also a big hypocrite and need to change, and as a hypocrite I would definitely say, so does everyone. But before moving more into the topic let me start with the formal (dictionary) definition of the word "Hypocrisy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R8MCiezT13I/AAAAAAAABCg/V0PufrXcCcQ/s1600-h/JokersWildSelfPortraitByJuliaKay-733500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170979588558542706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R8MCiezT13I/AAAAAAAABCg/V0PufrXcCcQ/s200/JokersWildSelfPortraitByJuliaKay-733500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;The practice of falsely presenting an appearance of virtue or falsely professing a belief to which one's own character or conduct does not conform; dissimulation, pretence; an instance of this.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I searched for and through the definition, the first thing came to my mind was, isn’t this definition talking about JOKER? But then joker does all this to make people laugh, but we do it for whom? The answer is obvious, ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Me, Myself thing always takes precedence on everything in our lives. But I believe this is what we are. I certainly find myself doing this. Yes the extent to which it is done certainly changes with time and situation. So is this depends on the external factors, the environmental factors? Yes such behavior is moreover based on environmental factors. Have you ever seen an Ass (Donkey) worrying about what other asses will think of him? (LOL) He isn’t worried about others because he hasn’t got a mind to think so. Which also leads me to one more argument? Is our mind the one which is letting us do all this? Making us fake in front of everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start such a behavior from our childhood and I also believe that our upbringing has a lot to do with this. Starting right from what a child want to be, but what his parents push him to become, always fighting hard for marks and believing that people who don’t top are fools, dumb asses or demeaning to the society. Certainly many of you reading this post wont agree with me, but ask this question to yourself, once atleast, What you wanted to be and what have you become, why being successful always come in the way of pursuing something. Why do we always have this feeling of doing correct thing at times, taking correct decision about our careers and choosing right subject, but did we involved our heart in it. I believe mind plays a big role for a person to become a hypocrite. Our heart always wants us to do things which may give us joy, like taking a bath in the rain on the roadside, but our mind say, what will the people say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not only about the studies from our childhood but it’s also about the kind of upbringing which takes place now days in so called “Our Own” Family (not the joint one). A kid is asked not to play in the ground because his clothes will be dirty. Not to play with the kids who are of lower class. I can only laugh on this. These literate people when talk about class, that there shouldn’t be one; they introduce their kids to these. Saying that, “His father is an alcoholic, you will become like him”, what the kid has to do with it? Have you ever try to find out that your great grandfather (if not grandfather) was also playing in the same dirt, but if your rule applies here then how did you reach at this position to buy a Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you will think differently but I certainly respect all your thoughts as we are human and free to think the way we do. Disagreement is always good for learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my friend asked me to write on this topic, I said to myself, Ankur, you don’t need to, but then I said, not writing will even count in hypocrisy as I will be afraid of writing on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all random thoughts coming to my mind; forgive me for the lack of writing point to point. Also I am leaving many questions and arguments incomplete because even I don’t have an answer to all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I believe is this. &lt;strong&gt;Hypocrisy exists and thinking we are not one is ASS U M ing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your views are welcome and if you want me to introduce anything to the topic then you can ask me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Reading!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-3120368960041096598?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/3120368960041096598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=3120368960041096598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3120368960041096598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/3120368960041096598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/02/hypocrisy.html' title='Hypocrisy'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R8MCiezT13I/AAAAAAAABCg/V0PufrXcCcQ/s72-c/JokersWildSelfPortraitByJuliaKay-733500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-6493898143818112184</id><published>2008-02-20T10:48:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:54:41.073+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>10 Things i Love about women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7u4q-zT11I/AAAAAAAABCQ/iUl_D-NiL-8/s1600-h/Mariam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168928045890000722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7u4q-zT11I/AAAAAAAABCQ/iUl_D-NiL-8/s320/Mariam3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm… how should I start… so much to think and yet so less to write…: P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at all, I guess, the only thing is that I am going to fall short of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is truly inspired (rather provoked) by one of the post, posted by my bloggerin (they add ‘in’ in german for a female) friend, “10 things i hate about guys”, so I decided to write on “10 things I love about women”. So, here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) “She is a mother”. What I love about woman is that she is a mother, from the heart. She keeps us in her womb for 9 months bearing all the pain in this world. She is one woman who is there with us till the time we take birth and she dies (unfortunately). Her heart cries when we cry and she becomes happy with our every moment of joy. She is the one who is responsible for what we are and the way we think. She is the emotional support system for us. Whenever we are in need we find her there, standing right besides us. She is adorable and she is the first woman we fall in love with.. She is the goddess in our lives, specially mine for whatever she has given to me. I can never think of myself returning that favor ever. The way she has given me everything compromising with her needs and requirements just to satisfy mine. I will keep falling short of words writing about her. She is the greatest woman and true inspiration in my life. (Not that I am saying that dads are less but as this post is about woman, so I hope you will understand).&lt;br /&gt;2) The fact that “She is a sister”. We grow up together understanding each other and trying to make each other happy. The one girl who understands us, with whom we can share most of the things. A man fights the most with her sister because of the fact he loves her like anything. To mention the fact she is the second person you fall in love with. She is adorable, lovely, graceful, gorgeous and beautiful. A man can do all the things in this world to make her feel happy. She is the one who saves you from the scolding of parents taking all the blame (though you return the favor by doing the same… hehe). You cry the most when she gets married because you can’t believe that she won’t be living in the same house with you. She is the one who loves you the most after your mother. Hats off to her.&lt;br /&gt;3) “She is a lover”. Ahhh… What a felling!!! She is the best. She is the one who understand what you want to be, you share a lot of great moments with her. She stands right there besides you when you need strength. I always think that she is more emotional intelligent than you and understands what is right in situations. She thinks a lot before taking any decision in the relationship which helps the relationship to grow. I don’t know how to describe her as again I am falling short of words about her. A True Lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7z_EezT12I/AAAAAAAABCY/QpQtIyZaUw4/s1600-h/india_barbie_RF08_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169286924767319906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7z_EezT12I/AAAAAAAABCY/QpQtIyZaUw4/s200/india_barbie_RF08_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4) The fact is that “She is a wife”. The one who is going to spend the rest of her life with you, doing all the sacrifices she can. She is the one who is more intelligent than the rest. She plans her career with you, besides you. Howsoever she says, that she is modern, and she has a life of her own, still she gives her best to make sure that the male ego is satisfied. Can man do it, never, they can’t be househusbands, but wives only they can do it. She is one responsible for growing up of the kids. Waking up early so that you can get a cup of tea, preparing food for you and kids, and after this entire hectic schedule she keeps a smile on her face. I am not trying to ignore the fact that she can be a working woman. She has every right to do as she wishes. I always feel that she has a right to decide what she wants to do, whether she wants to work or want to be at home, doing something else, may be sleeping, its her decision, whatever can make her happy is her choice. I also accept the fact (and unhappy) that we are still living in a Man’s world, not only in India but everywhere else too. Its very easy to say that in India woman are not given the due credit, but look everywhere else, you will find the same elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;5) The fact that “She is a teacher”. She is not only a teacher in the school, but in many other ways. She teaches you a lot many things throughout your life. May it be using right words at right places, or standing tall in situation where you need to be. They start teaching you from your childhood, or may be for them you learn a lot many things. They teach you table manners, the way to dress well, the way you should speak, what language to use where, and a lot many things. If I will keep writing all those things they teach us, I won’t stop writing at all.&lt;br /&gt;6) The fact that “She is a Friend”. Personally I believe that a woman has a pure heart. She can be your friend at any moment of time, but man take it in different way though. Still she is a true friend you need, with her you can share almost everything, and she like a true friend has a word of wisdom every time you need it. You keep going back to her with all the problems and she tries her best to make you feel better. Irrespective of the fact that she has her own problems she tries to come out with all the possible solution for yours. I always believed that a woman is a better friend than a man and she doesn’t betray you in friendship at all.&lt;br /&gt;7) The fact that “She is emotionally strong”. A scientifically proven fact. A man is emotionally weak and they break down in situations more often than not and then they need a woman to support them. She is the one on whose shoulder they put their head and cry. She listens to you and gives you the kind of support needed at every moment of time. Its only her who can understand you in such situations and she can make you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;8) “She is everything”. Yes, I believe she is, without a woman I can’t dream of this life of mine. As they say “There is a woman behind every man’s success”, how true. She is the one who is there with you at every moment in your life. May it be joy, sorrow, success, failure and she is the one you keep falling back to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should I should stop here, as I said in the beginning that I will fall short of words and that’s what is happening. I could have come up with the statements like, she is cute, beautiful, hot and many other word of praises, but I don’t think that is real her. Her strength lies somewhere else and that is what is emphasized by me. I think the more I will write is only going to reiterate the fact that she is great as a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hat’s off to all the women.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I hate the fact that man make friends with woman and then talk differently behind their back. When they say, “Hansi toh… “. When they use the “Bus, Train and… “. When they go to them for emotional support and later exploit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the fact that we are still living in a world which is men dominated, run and ruined by them. We can only talk of an egalitarian society but I don’t think many of us even think of the same concept. I also hate the fact that its women, who at times cant see another making it big in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know when the things are going to change in this world, and even I feel myself compromising at times. I guess even I am the weak link needed to be repaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can only end with …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can and I will make the difference to this world.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-6493898143818112184?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/6493898143818112184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=6493898143818112184' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6493898143818112184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/6493898143818112184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/02/10-things-i-love-about-women.html' title='10 Things i Love about women'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7u4q-zT11I/AAAAAAAABCQ/iUl_D-NiL-8/s72-c/Mariam3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-2329356794321182242</id><published>2008-02-17T13:11:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:55:00.444+05:30</updated><title type='text'>lOvE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168540425091536706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7pYIezT10I/AAAAAAAABCI/8b9R6kRZZRA/s400/Love-Print-C10098742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatsoever I say, it will be too less or too much. Love is something which can’t be expressed in words. It’s a feeling which is experienced by loving someone. I personally believe that there is nothing likes "Love only happens once". It’s continuous, it can be experienced many a times. You see a person and you fall in love with him/her. I am not talking about two timing or something of that sort, because love is so pure that it can’t teach you cheating atleast. I have felt the same, loving many people at the same time. I fall in love with people so often because I start loving them. I fall in love specially with their qualities, some have great talking (communication) skills, some have awesome writing skills, some look beautiful, some for their arrogance and some for the reason I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be laughing, but it’s true. I sometimes think that is it Love? Isn’t it something else, some kind of infatuation, but then I find the answer... No, it isn’t, Infatuation is also love, some kind of, may be for shorter period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not love is only taken as loving someone special, but I believe, It isn’t essentially about loving someone special, but it is about loving everyone, you call them your loved ones. You love your parents, your friends, family, relatives, pets, toys, flowers, food, bikes, cars and the list goes on. But when you say that you also love one more person, then it’s taken as contempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how many of us ever told our parents that we love them, expressively, like we do with our boy/girl friends. "I Love You", is often said to express you love towards them only, but when it comes to saying this to our parents, we hold it back. Isn’t it strange. I find it strange. Even to our dogs (or pets or toys or belongings), we say those 3 words often, but to our parents, not that often or may be not ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to say, that even if you fall in love with more than one people, it doesn’t give you the privilege of cheating someone on the same behalf. When you love someone and the other person does the same, he places trust in you. To love someone else is not bad but not loving the person who has placed trust in you is certainly betrayal. I know people might have their own arguments but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to end it with these lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'll give you the moon at night&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you star that lights your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the sun that made just one more dawn&lt;br /&gt;So another day may come&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to catch you when you fall&lt;br /&gt;When you ask me what I give to you&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'll give it all&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-2329356794321182242?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/2329356794321182242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=2329356794321182242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2329356794321182242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/2329356794321182242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/02/love.html' title='lOvE'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7pYIezT10I/AAAAAAAABCI/8b9R6kRZZRA/s72-c/Love-Print-C10098742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-1667452376323187555</id><published>2008-02-14T10:05:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:56:01.408+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7PFeuzT1yI/AAAAAAAABB4/sjwEqyOK9_o/s1600-h/cupid.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166690329274079010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7PFeuzT1yI/AAAAAAAABB4/sjwEqyOK9_o/s400/cupid.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am thinking a lot, thinking about how will i spend my day, but do i have any options? :P&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to office and then after office i will go for workouts, so it will clock 10. And after that the dabba which is delivered at my place needs to be eaten also. So it will be eventually 11 o clock when i have some time for D day. hehehe. Then i can think of writing another post where i will certainly talk about love. 6 months back i had some different plans eheehehe... but plans are always plans, u never know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still this day holds a great significance in my life. I respect this day, Saint Valentine, beacuse its not about loving your girl only, but its a day where one can express love towards everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i have to rush now as i have to reach office in time. Thats the irony i guess :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish all my friends a happy v day... Have a blast and gift ur someone special roses... lots of roses... heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-1667452376323187555?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/1667452376323187555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=1667452376323187555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1667452376323187555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/1667452376323187555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentine-day.html' title='Happy Valentine Day'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7PFeuzT1yI/AAAAAAAABB4/sjwEqyOK9_o/s72-c/cupid.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8245128827895340436.post-8804865298473375520</id><published>2008-02-13T19:19:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:56:50.687+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>D V Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7L13-zT1xI/AAAAAAAABBw/Ip1eikjjGrE/s320/valentine-day-main-image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Love... is in the air...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I have started missing someone... Is it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8245128827895340436-8804865298473375520?l=broadcastism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/feeds/8804865298473375520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8245128827895340436&amp;postID=8804865298473375520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8804865298473375520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8245128827895340436/posts/default/8804865298473375520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadcastism.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-v-day.html' title='D V Day!!!'/><author><name>Ankur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05970007324812108156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6u7qB4m3TU/R7L13-zT1xI/AAAAAAAABBw/Ip1eikjjGrE/s72-c/valentine-day-main-image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
