<?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-3060924217257035407</id><updated>2012-01-27T15:02:26.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelations....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-5652525220626425720</id><published>2011-11-12T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T01:03:59.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First theater play of my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's long since I wrote my last post and probably , I should not be called an enthusiast blogger &amp;amp; neither I am, but it's the only" satisfaction " part that entices me back to my blog. These days  , I m more calm and at peace with myself , reasons unknown , may be little ease of pressure of writing civil services mains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last evening , I somehow got little lucky ( thanks to Lokesh.. ) and joined one of my friends to watch a theatrical play in Shri ram Auditorium , near to my library " Sapru house". The play was dedicated to Faiz Mohammad Faiz , a poet which I started admiring since yesterday and hopefully will do so for continuing week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; " Kuch Ishq kiya kuch kaam.." was the title of the play and since it was offered as a freebie , I just wanted to hang out and get a feel of what exactly ,theatric play was all about . Call me naive , but being an engineer and  coming from small town , i never had the will nor the awareness to explore such things. I liked the male protagonist , may be because of his rich baritone for delivering those immortal shayaris or may be for  his passion for  performance. However ,all the performances were commendable and I really liked the romantic and humor part of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the flip part , I wasn't that lucky to decipher all those meaning of urdu words which could have made me more amenable to relish it . I have made a commitment to myself that if such a situation comes again in my life , I will definitely take out some time from my monotonous life to enjoy the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well , one commitment more..to myself that I will be more punctual with my blogs ...now onwards ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adios !!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-5652525220626425720?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/5652525220626425720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=5652525220626425720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5652525220626425720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5652525220626425720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-theater-play-of-my-life.html' title='First theater play of my life...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-6367532997112458375</id><published>2010-11-23T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:33:10.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Democracy &amp; Media</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night , I happened to listen discussion and news analysis on air. The subject for discussion was " Whether media $ press should be regulated more ?" I have already posted one blog titled " Press , media &amp;amp; pain " approximately a year ago where I stressed on why n how should media become more accountable to society. I also happened to write some stuffs on " Preparation of society towards globalised world " in one of my competitive exams.&lt;br /&gt;                                                            &lt;br /&gt;I ruminated over issues related to press last night and contemplated to put it on blog. Big boss 4 has been in recent controversy where the show was allocated late night slot for its viewing because of its adult content .However , the organizers of the show got a stay order . 2ndly " Rakhi Ka Insaaf " too has  been in news for the abusive languages which has been aired on its shows. Whether Rakhi Sawant is well qualified to mete out justice to anyone , is perhaps  ludicrous  to me . Anyway , generalising the issues , my question is shouldn't these reality shows be completely banned ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know , I am stirring the hornet's nest but I have my own biased as well as justified opinion.Media  comes out with a bland justification that since we are a democratic country , hence we must have the right to choose the channel which we watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandhiji said once " Let the windows of our house be open so that fresh breeze may be allowed to rush in but that wind shall never be so strong , so as to sweep u off your feet " . Today we are blindly aping western countries ( n shows ??) irrespective of the fact that though developing , we have had our unique cultural identity which need to be preserved. Media should be the reflection of society but if the image comes out to be tarnished , It should have the right to clean the dirt patches of neat slate. I t should act as guiding torch and lead society rather than revel in the cheap circus of TRP. Perhaps , gone are the days when a complete family could watch any program and would come out completely unscathed bypassing the double-entendre meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I happened to watch Golmal 3 and the way characters in order to portray humour have used "punches" , is unjustified to me. But chalo , atleast in this case , an A certi can be issued . But airing reality show in late night slot is definitely not going to serve its cause . What's more disappointing is that mediaperson steps out as govt spokesperson and justifies every wrong doing. Feel an urge to write more about it but would continue tommorrow since I have time constraints in the library for using the system.....&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/3060924217257035407-6367532997112458375?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/6367532997112458375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=6367532997112458375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6367532997112458375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6367532997112458375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2010/11/democracy-media.html' title='Democracy &amp; Media'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-754093519245141937</id><published>2010-11-19T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:35:53.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I M back !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yeah :) , what a long hiatus I had and probably , I wont be writing a long blog even when I am back , particularly  because of time constraints. However , there will be  issues related to my understandings of economy and some polity affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant even describe , feel so alive right now :) .Sitting on the net ,it just clicked to me that I need to reawaken my dormant &amp;amp; moribund blog .Lot of things , positive as well as negative have happened in the past approx  1 1/2 yrs. Not complaining though ,since of late everything has been happening well n good and though there are certain areas of improvements , things look quite optimistic .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     From my next blog onwards , I will try to make this blog a repository of issues n general knowledge. Feeling a little bit of nostalgia , when I used to post my blog late night during my engineering days. I had more idle time , than u could imagine :) &amp;amp; any pursuing engineers could have. Thanks to some of my friends who need exclusive mention , especially Punit , Ravi N Amresh , without whom I could have had hard time to get my degree.Rock on guys wherever u are :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next blog will be related to CSAT which UPSC has introduced for preliminary examination and surely a breather N relaxation from humdrum rote attitude &amp;amp; things unfolding in Myanmar with release of golden bird of Myanmar - Aang Saan Suu Kyi . Have tolerance for  my spellings please .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-754093519245141937?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/754093519245141937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=754093519245141937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/754093519245141937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/754093519245141937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2010/11/well-i-m-back.html' title='Well I M back !!'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-5585060244341924732</id><published>2009-03-28T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:01:49.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Destination....Kolkata !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been approximately three n half years , pursuing my engineering . It will finish up by end of April . So I will have (literally) all the free time in this world to pursue my passions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot of things are on the wish list .Would have to start from scratch in some , in others I will have to develop more competence . When I look back now , I never feel a nostalgia like I felt in my school . Have I become stoic or something is wrong with me? In my engineering curriculum , I never learned anything academically but I found out lot of drawbacks in myself. I am one of those lazy morons who keep planning and yet never find a reason of application . My sense of humor is pathetic . I, sometime, see humor in different facets of life but fail to recognize it. Girls find me shy , despite what I am not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Guys , I can't just go on shouting at the top of my voice to let you know that I am not those diffident type . I  , sometime , create hell a lot of complications to myself by imagining sort of things which might never occur . Anyways , all this finally culminates with my engineering .When I came back here 4 years ago from Delhi , I never thought , events would be unfolding like this . My new destination might bring some more struggles , some more revelations and in the quest some other things  :) which I have been missing in my life . It's beautiful world out there and what I ask god , is a pair of eyes blessed by thee, to see it . It's time to let emotions drain out the pipe and allow myself to revel in those happiness . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope , this blog did not obscure my true longings  and yeah , sometimes , I tend to be a bit  more philosophical .  :) It's all right , boys are allowed to be confused and puzzled up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios !!&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/3060924217257035407-5585060244341924732?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/5585060244341924732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=5585060244341924732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5585060244341924732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5585060244341924732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-destinationkolkata.html' title='New Destination....Kolkata !!'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-9201237082574375580</id><published>2009-03-21T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:59:06.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMSR !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well , actually it took some prodding and determination as&lt;br /&gt;well to come over here and post my GD/ PI experience at&lt;br /&gt;SIMSR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue:Presidency college , Kolkata (15 March)&lt;br /&gt;9.00 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached at the venue by 8.00 am. There were few guys waiting&lt;br /&gt;and I think ,I went pretty early.There was a guy from BIT,Mesra (BCA) , with whom I had a bit of chit-chat.Soon we were joined by a cool gal.She was also from BIT-Mesra and c was working for TCS. Later on , we shared a good rapport and also roamed around Kolkata University. To my horror, meanwhile I had dirtied my shirt. I had prespired a lot and was bit clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Initially we were told to register and sign up. Yours truly did a remarkable job and signed infront of other's name and was soon called for second time in next 5 minutes. When I heard my name called second time, I knew , my day had started with a bang and I had it messed up.Anyway ,went smiling and signed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were divided in 6 grps and AFAIR , it was 14 each in grp.There was a gal from my college in grp so It wasn't that bad .It was a case-study "Indian Saas bahu and soap operas " and we were told to give our POV as monologue and believe me ,this was the only best opportunity we had.Later on , it was a fish market, all over India clubbed into 1. Anyway , I still enjoyed the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyway coming back to PI, I was ninth in my GD panel for Intvw process and so had to wait for a couple of hrs approx. There was a mid-aged lady and a mid-aged sir (my guess wud be rofessors) .Sir was little fascinated about mathematics part and asked everyone certain maths questions. Some of the questions which I remember , courtesy 2 other students, Kremer's rule,nth root of diffnal eqns etc. Characters involved M (mam), S(sir) &amp;amp; yours truly (me) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Gud mng sir ! Gud mng mam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Gud mng! Take ur seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Thnk u mam !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Tell me sumthng abt u which is not written in profile ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: blah blah blah ( stress on family ,my upbringing ..etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M:Why do you say..simple and humble family..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;(Both looked convinced)&lt;br /&gt;S: What is your father's business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: mentioned..( explained it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: what is levy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Explained as per my knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: ok , why MBA ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: gave fundas &amp;amp; gyans...&lt;br /&gt;reasons &amp;amp; all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: who gave you a course on this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Explained..justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M:Why dont you go for commn programs...MICA etc?&lt;br /&gt;me: ( I had mentioned ..sumthng like it earlier) gave gyan...supported it..&lt;br /&gt;showed a bit flexibilty...blah-blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: You have come formally dressed...how does this communicate?&lt;br /&gt;me: gave fundas, philosophy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:Ok.What are the maths you studied in engineering?&lt;br /&gt;me: Sir , applicn of fourier transform , laplace transform ,..differential eqns.&lt;br /&gt;( didnt want to come to diffrnal eqn..had forgot everything and nvr&lt;br /&gt;bothered to revise..nyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: d'fal equns..Ok..here is a question ?&lt;br /&gt;(A definite integral ques was given and a graph was drawn and I&lt;br /&gt;was asked to give a relation )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Explained it nicely.Took some time more and explained every things.&lt;br /&gt;(very basic of engg maths...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: your role model ?&lt;br /&gt;me: Jack welch .. former CEO of GE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: I know that ..( CEO part)&lt;br /&gt;me:sorry, mam. I didnt mean to offend you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: It's alright.thanks for enlightening me&lt;br /&gt;What is it that you see in him as a role model ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Gave a gyan about " straight from the gut", his autobiography.&lt;br /&gt;explained its influence on me...His stammering problem..related it to&lt;br /&gt;mine.( blah-blah....)&lt;br /&gt;S: "Gut" ? wat is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: explained "gut -feeling" and later on mam took over and explained to&lt;br /&gt;sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Ok..Rahul..we are done with u ,but a piece of advice.Polish your shoes&lt;br /&gt;also because as you yourself told..about communication through dress&lt;br /&gt;and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:( where did dat come from??)&lt;br /&gt;I'll take care of that.sorry mam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Anyways , i wont hold it against you and It was fun talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;me: Same here. Thank you ,mam ! Thank you ,sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets:1&gt;.should have not dirtied my shoes ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt;.I could have asked the girl's name twice but never bothered&lt;br /&gt;about it .was with her for a couple of hours and couldnt ask&lt;br /&gt;for gmail ID or number also . ( wat a stupidity !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was fun and crowd was good !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-9201237082574375580?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/9201237082574375580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=9201237082574375580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/9201237082574375580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/9201237082574375580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2009/03/simsr.html' title='SIMSR !!'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-873221694336686239</id><published>2009-01-06T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:38:26.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down but not out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SWP5dL2NRRI/AAAAAAAAADs/5QR9lUH2pJE/s1600-h/1166699672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SWP5dL2NRRI/AAAAAAAAADs/5QR9lUH2pJE/s320/1166699672.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288344667254768914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when i asked god for courage,he gave me difficult situations to face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for brain &amp;amp; brown,he gave puzzles of life to solve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for wealth, he showed me way to work hard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for happiness, he showed me some unhappy people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for favors, he showed me opportunities to work hard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for peace, he showed me how to help others,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god gave me nothing I wanted,but he gave me everything I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-873221694336686239?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/873221694336686239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=873221694336686239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/873221694336686239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/873221694336686239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2009/01/down-but-not-out.html' title='Down but not out!!'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SWP5dL2NRRI/AAAAAAAAADs/5QR9lUH2pJE/s72-c/1166699672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-281802115622472168</id><published>2009-01-02T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:09:58.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberated soul........!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11th  january  will  be  perhaps  the  last  day,  after  which  I  will  let  go  all  my  dreams  escape  to the  realms  of  possibilities .Life  has  been  fair  so  far.  Sometimes   I  tend  to  surprise  even  myself  by  asking  such  inane  questions  that  I  think  any  Tom,Dick &amp;amp; Harry  could  answer.Guess  what !! I  dont  know  why  but  I  love  struggling. Things  which  comes  easily  to  me  doesn't  satiate  my  cravings , but  the  things  for  which  I  crave   and   provided   I   succeed  in   those,   give   me   satisfaction   to   the   hilt   of   my   heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes   I  keep  on  interrogating  myself  for  the  purpose  of  my  existence  in  this  world. Some  wants  to  be  money-minting  machine , some  motivating  leaders , some  tech-geek ...and every  someone  I  know  ,has  some  purpose  of  their existence . Then  why  the  hell  life  has  to  be  so  tough  for  me. Sometimes  I  want  to  run   a  NGO (weird  feeling  I  have  that  I  can  be a harbinger  of  new  India..Period.) , sometimes  I  want  to  be  a  dynamic  HR  manager , and  then  author , guitarist  and  god  knows  what....you  name  it  and  I  got  it. Four  years  of  frustoo  life  has  taken  from  my  life  the  most  precious  moments  , but in return  has  helped  me  to  understand  this  world  in  a  new  perspective. It's  really  amazing  that  everyday , unconsciously  I  become  a  slightly  better  human ( at least ,I think  so..). Despite  there  being  lot  of  things  that  I  don't  like  about  me , there  are  multitude  of  things  which   I  love  about  myself . I  call  spade  a  spade .I  have  my  own  set  of  convictions  and  opinions  which  help  me  to  get  a  realistic  opinion. God  always  chose  me  to  struggle  through  my  paths  but  believe  me , this  is  the  reason  I  will  be  fiercely  successful  some  day. Thank you god , may  you  always  choose  tough  life  for  me  so  that  It  would  make  me  more  determined  as a  person  and  justify  my  reasons  of  existence. Its  a  life  which  I  am  in  enamored with  lately , and  despite   being  ignorant  of  my  other  such   skills , I  will  keep  on  exploring  until  a  day which   nulls  out  my  reason  of  existence . Its  really  amazing  with  me , the  things  which  I  fear  most  ,eventually  happen  to  me  and  turn  me  into  a  new  leaf .Hope  this  New year bring all  cherished  dreams  and  ambitions  to  the  fore  of  everyone's  life  including  me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios !!&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/3060924217257035407-281802115622472168?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/281802115622472168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=281802115622472168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/281802115622472168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/281802115622472168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2009/01/liberated-soul.html' title='Liberated soul........!!'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7462061476029545865</id><published>2008-09-18T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:21:09.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AIM-IIFT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was  elated  to  see  my  result  today . Not  that  I   scored  99%  or  was   among   100  rankers  but  I   was  elated  to  see  the   scores  exactly  I  predicted . I  try  to  gauge  myself  after  each  test  and  am  pretty  complacent  with  my  results . I  scored  90% ( my  first  psychological  barrier ..) though  I  messed  up  big  this  time .The  only  thing   so   far   good   is   that  , I   have   a  full  acknowledgment    of  my  strengths  and  weaknesses .  Since  I   have  already  made  up  my  mind  that  there  will  be  no  more  head-breaking  next  year  for  CAT , I  need  to  improve  every  passing  day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where  I  could  have  easily  scored  few  more  marks  and  catapulted  myself  to  top  500 , I  messed  it  up  but  this  time  even TIME  contributed  a  lot  of  hassles in this. People  ,some , take  tests  as  respite  from  humdrum  daily  work  and  create  nuisance  for  others   and  exactly  this  happened  in  previous  test . TIME'S   lackadaisical    approach  towards  maintaining  discipline  did  enrage  me  earlier  but  things  now  seems  to  be  running over head.Coupled  with  the  fact , that  I lose  concentration  easily   when  someone  pulls  this  sort  of  plug does  not help  me . No  invigilator  could  be  seen  around  and  lovebirds    giggling  all  over   had  definitely  consumed  my  precious minutes  and hence   caused   me  to  hit  breaks  at  every  juncture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , it's  not  an excuse  but  things  could  be  taken  care  of   so  it  should  be  taken  care  of . May  be,  I  need  to  sit  near  couples   and  start  practicing   so  that  they   can  not  be  deterrent  in  achieving  my  goal. Add  to  that  even  my  sweat-glands  keep on continuing   to  irritate  me  .The  only  solace  I  can  take  now  is  that  CAT  is  in  November  and  things  will  turn  out  better for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted  to  write  about  financial  crisis in  US  but  ended  up  venting  my  frustrations . It's  umpteen  times , I  have  done  it . mea culpa !&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/3060924217257035407-7462061476029545865?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7462061476029545865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7462061476029545865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7462061476029545865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7462061476029545865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/09/aim-iift.html' title='AIM-IIFT'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-4119055981479163312</id><published>2008-08-31T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T05:33:52.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AIMCAT- 0909 Analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just  when  I  thought  that  my  scores  will  shoot  right  through , It  has  brought  me  down . Lack  of  concentration  caused  me  a  great  pain  in   quant  - where  I  am  getting  (-4) , It  could  have   easily been   20 . DI   seemed  to  be  deceptive  and  I  let  my  imagination  loose   so  what  could   have  been   atleast   0   fetched  me  (-3) . Wow !  what  a  disgusting  and  shameful  score . Embarrassing  situation   arises  because  I  have  been  sailing  through   cutoffs  in  Maths  in  my  earlier  few  attempts  but  somehow  I  messed  it  today . VA  , the  only  solace  I  can  take  from  this  AIM-CAT  is  that  I  have  been  consistently   performing   in   it   since   my  last   four   attempts , the  best  of course  being  99.47 percentile  in  last  aimcat  with  coveted  city rank -2  and AIR - 205. May  be  it  will   reinforce  my  belief  that  I   should  go  for  my  dream  college  TISS  rather  than  elusive  CAT  ( at least,  at this  moment  it  seems  so ) Even  this  time  I  scored  40  so  again  would  definitely  be  among  99 percentiler , I  hope. It  seems,  some  resurrecting  measures   need  to  be  taken   so  that  my  overall  marks  could  be  overhauled  . Even  if  I  improve  20-25  percentile  in  both  DI  and  Maths , I  hope , It  will  work  wonder . Feeling  shameful  at  this  moment  . Last  time  missing  90 perc.  by  a  whisker , I  thought  i   would  make  up  for  it   this  time  but  anyway  it  was  and  proved  to  be   a   disaster . Learnt  few  lessons  and   hope  that  will  catapult  my  effort  this  time . Sometimes  failure  teaches  you  more  than  your  success !  God ,  help  me  in  my  pursuit  of  excellence.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-4119055981479163312?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/4119055981479163312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=4119055981479163312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4119055981479163312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4119055981479163312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/08/aimcat-0909-analysis.html' title='AIMCAT- 0909 Analysis'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-9182331097276071821</id><published>2008-08-24T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:07:18.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosopher's  note.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The  most  miserable  moment  I  felt  in  my  life  was   when   I   fell  in   love,  yet  it  was  an  enriching  experience . I  cant  definitely  go  back  to  that  part  of  my  life  now , but  the  memories (the good ,the bad , and  the  ugly ) still  lingers in my  heart. Somehow , things  have  turned  better  and  I  have  liberated  my  soul  from  the  clutches  of  sweet  Illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes  I  wonder , the  most  platonic  relationship  on  this  earth ,  LOVE , how  can  it  be  so  strange ,yet  so  inexplicable ? May  be  I  don't  have  any  idea  about  the  true  love  because  mine  was  a  one-sided  affair .But  the  moment  I  fell  in  love , believe  me , I  was  courageous   than  ever  I  would  be  or  I  had  been  in  my  life . Well , I  never  give  up  on  my  brooding , Do I ? If only.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing  ever  I  could  have  had  god  changed  about  its  consequences  , It would  be   the  outcome  of  my  love.  Why  you  love  someone  so much , sometimes  you  don't  know? I  give  enough  justifications  to  myself  but  they  are  hollow  to  the  core .Here  comes  the  far  greater  trouble . The  more  I  try  to  forget  her ,  the  more  stronger  thought  strikes  me. It's  enough  that  in  a  day  consisting  of  so  many  affairs, people  find  your  different  side ( humorous , emotional  and  even  sometimes   disgusting  'n' Irritating... )   but  what  about  the  night  when U  have  to  be  with urself  and  answer  several  questions  back  to ur  ever  interrogating  soul . I  know , I  can't  bypass  it. I know  people  can  give  long  explanations  and  go on  mocking  me  about  my  failed  relationship  but   does   it  really  help   to   give   up   that  part  which   is   uniquely   mine.  I  think  the  way  only  I  can  think  and  I  have  no  regrets. I  know  I  have   a  lot  of   shortcomings  but  who  doesn't  have  and  this  is  my  question  to  one  in  which  I  have  lost   my   belief  in ,( Have I  ??) who  owes  an  obligation  to  answer  me  , why  did  you  choose  me  to  suffer ? But  wait  may  be  , you  thought ,  world  will  help  me  find  the  rationale  of  my  true  existence  by  weaving  a  conspiracy . See,  even  in  the  moment  of  brooding , I  am  an  eternal  optimist .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-9182331097276071821?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/9182331097276071821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=9182331097276071821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/9182331097276071821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/9182331097276071821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/08/philosophers-note.html' title='Philosopher&apos;s  note.....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-1094766956752663636</id><published>2008-08-12T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T14:01:32.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections  of  Inasne mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While  olympic  reports  have  sucked  me  in  its  grip , not  complaining  though,  I  am  amazed  somehow  by  mere  thought  that  there  is  no  dearth  of  incident  which  excites  and  provokes  me  to  come  back  to  my  rambling  .. Revelations .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent one  is  World  affairs .What  started  as  a  mere  casual  interest  has  culminated  into  passion  and  evergreen  desire  to  assimilate  as  much as  possible. Globe  was  certainly  bought  to  enhance  my  study-table  semblance  and  was  equipped  with  other  paraphernalia  of  stationery  but  slowly  and  steadily, rather  cryptically  when  did   I  start  taking  interest  in  world affairs , I dont  know . But  its  heartening  to  acknowledge  that  the  world  becomes   such  a   small place  sometime. A  month ago  I  did  not  even  know  the  name  of   all countries  and  suddenly  Uganda , Georgia , Somalia , and  ilk  do  not  seem  alien to me . Now  the  question  arises , why  do  I  need  to  mention  that ?  Primary  one , I  am  insane   and  believe  me , my  existence  is  all  about  Insanity .... Oops !...  I  copied  this  one  from Einstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ,  though   Olympic frenzy   is  escalating  with  each  passing  day , there  is  growing  concern  whether  India  will be  able  to  lap  up more  medals  or  not . Anyway , Bindra  has  given  us  a  hope  and  we  as  an  Indian , if  nothing  more , atleast  are  eternal  optimist . We  played  enough  foul games of  mismanagement  so  that  Monika Devi  couldn't  appear  in Beijing Olympics ( Whether  she  does , It's  doubtful) . Who   are  to  be  blamed ? Our  hockey  team , the  real  prowess  of India ( at least, number of gold medals suggests  that)  couldn't  qualify  for  Olympic . Shame  on  us ! On  one  hand , China  barged  in Olympic  territory  in 1984   and  had  gone  on  consistently  to  achieve  new  feats , on  the  other  we  lost  our  forte . We  are  complacent  and  believe  me , this  is  our  biggest  sin . African  countries  where  children  are  born  undernourished , excel in  gymnastics  and  athletics , why  can't  Indian ? I  personally  remember , as  a  child  I  was  never  encouraged  by  my  parents  or  school  to  participate  in  all sort  of  games . I  don't  blame  them  because  they  always  thought  of  providing  me  best  education, being  deprived  of  higher  education  themselves . We  have  talents  in  gully  and   slums , but  people  don't  dream  of  excelling  in  field  when  their  parents  are  worried  about  daily  bread  and  butter. I  was  lucky  to have  the best  of  education  , 300  odd million  people  are not. Lot  of  Initiatives  are taken  by  government  but  how  effective  are  those  can  be mocked   blatantly ? I  remember  an incident, In  Patna  , a  national  level  swimmer  had  displayed  his  certificate  on  tea-stall , a  gully  tea-stall owner . This  was  etched  in my  memory  3  years  ago  and  I  felt  an  urge  to  write  about  it .Well , the  amount  which  BCCI spends  to  overhaul  infrastructure  ,even  if  half  of  that   amount  is  diverted  towards  other games , we can  create  more  talents . I am not  against  cricket  but  sometimes  I  am  not  able  to  digest  some  facts  related  to  cricket.     I  am  not  against  Dhoni but  whether  he  is  justified  to  get  accolade  of  Khelratna  award  ,  is   a   different   story   and  can  be   followed  by   a  spicy  debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway  , I  started  off    with  something  else  in my  mind  and  have  let  my  pent-up   frustrations  in  something  else.  Being  complacent  will  only  let  us  achieve   consolation prizes ,  learning  from  China's achievement   can   really turn   us  formidable . Hope,  Indian politics  learn  some  lessons   from  China.&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/3060924217257035407-1094766956752663636?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/1094766956752663636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=1094766956752663636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1094766956752663636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1094766956752663636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/08/while-olympic-reports-have-sucked-me-in.html' title='Reflections  of  Inasne mind...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-298428801709158122</id><published>2008-08-06T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T05:26:48.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving away  from Egalitarian society..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last  night  I  had  a  bit  of  serious  chit-chat  with  my  friend  and  he  seemed  to  be  bothered   about  reservation  policy  because  it  was  going  to  hurt  so  many  talented  people . Then  I  read   a  few  days  ago  in  an  article  that  IIT-Delhi,  first  batch  had  pathetic  43  failures  out  of  60  something , of course , we  are  talking  of  reserved  category .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  reservation  policy  had  government  on  its  toes  even  when  it  was  implemented  in  1955  under the  chairmanship  of Kaka  kalelkar .  Kaka  suggested  to  the  commitee  that  the  remedies  which  we  are  suggesting  are  worse  than  the  evil  we  are  out  to  combat . The  reservation  incited  muslims  to  come  forward  to  prove  that  except  for  the  upper castes , namely , Sikh ,Syed ,Mohgul  and Pathan ,all the  other  muslim  castes  were  inferior  and  backward . The  Indian  christian  also  prepared  themselves  to  fall  in  the  trap . The  aim  should  have  been to  help  both  indian  christians  and muslims  without  their  being  driven  to  accept  the  fissiparous  principle  of  castes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In concluding  remarks , Kalelkar  says that  " It  should  have  been  better if  we  could  determine  the  backwardness  on  principles  rather  than  caste ". Well  said , Sir !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  why  did  I  spare  some  thoughts  about  this ? Well ,  because  of  being  a  general  spectator   and  unconsciously   getting  entertained  by  political  gimmicks , I  always  had  an  urge  to  write  about  it . What  I  feel   is  that  backwardness   has  a  tendency  to  perpetuate  itself  and  those  who  are  listed  as  backwards  tries  to  remain  as  such  due  to  the  various  concessions   and  benefits  they   derive  and  thus  backwardness  becomes  a  vested  interest .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying  in  the  hostel  throughout  my  childhood , we  were  taught  first  things  to  love  every human being  as  only "human". My  friends  were   muslims , christians  and  as  a  child  we  also shared  some  intimate  bonds  by   sharing  our  stuffs  and  eatables. Hitherto  ,  I  am  not  interested   in  revealing  my  castes   and  asking  others  ( It embarrasses  me  like  anything ). I  am   educated    and  i  try  to  appear  as  such . Believe  me , this  caste  system  based  gimmicks   are  leading  us  far  away  from  egalitarian  society . It  takes  two  to  tango . The  politicians  , for  vote bank  are  perpetuating  country  to  a  divisive  society . Now , they  also  wants  these  reservation  riders   to  appear  in  ninth   schedule  of  the  parliament   so  that  it  could   be   beyond   the  reach   of  the   supreme   court  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead  of  encouraging  backward classes  to  come  forward , politicians   are  encouraging  so  that  list  which  could  be  diminished  in  a  decade  or  two   could   go on  for  eternity .  What  a  disgusting   step ! Two  wrongs  does  never  make  a  right   and  in  possible  future  , I  do not  see   any  beacon  of  light  in  this  regard . Things  which  could  have  been  so  obvious  to  understand   seems  delusion  to  politicians . God , help  this  country !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen !!&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/3060924217257035407-298428801709158122?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/298428801709158122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=298428801709158122' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/298428801709158122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/298428801709158122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/08/driving-away-from-egalitarian-society.html' title='Driving away  from Egalitarian society..'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-6342697071694703595</id><published>2008-08-05T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T02:51:17.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press , media  and  the pain ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While  freedom  of  the  press  is  vital  to retain   accountability  of  the  judicial  system  ,  the  thin  line   between   mere   reporting  facts   and   expressing  opinions  are  increasingly  and  constantly   crossed . What  about  accountability  to  those  whose  reputations  are  being  tarnished  in  the  process  blatantly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome  to  Revelations !!   Thoughts  do  not  die  and  they  come  rebound   to  alter  your  subdued   process  of ratiocination . It's   been  a  long  hiatus   and  reasons will  really  not  suffice  for  my  disappearance   from  blog. Things  have  changed  radically  and  its  always   better  for  the  future. But  I   do  believe , I  have  somehow  come  out  of  my  miserable   existence   and   started   enjoying  my  new  life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming  back  to  the   topic   which  I  initiated  ,  the   media    and   press   is  now   being  seen  as  tormentor  and  perpetrator  of  fundamental  rights . Where  did  it  go  wrong ?  It  was  all  very  fine  when  they  generated   rave reviews   after   getting  the  culprit  of  Jessica-Lall  case  sentenced. We  applaud  media  for  that  but  recent   Aarushi  murder  case  and  fiona ( Goa  case)  seems  to  be  violation  of  so  called  media  rights  when  they  encroach  upon  fundamental  rights.  Doctor  couple , Parents  of  Aarushi  were  so   distressed  with  the  whole  traumatic  process  that   they  appealed  to  media  to  respect  their  privacy  and  give  some  time  for  mournings  of their   beloved  daughter . Coming  to  the  crux , what  caused  so  much  pain  and  where  did  media   go  wrong ? The  answer  is  too  many  mistakes   purposely  done  by  media . Lets  tackle  this  by  point  of  Issues :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt;. Violation  of  ethics :  Do  we  need  to  say  the  way  they  malign  the  deceased  character  just  to  create  sensations  is  the  first  violation  of  ethics . Without  any   concrete  proof , the deceased  child  Aarushi   was  defamed  time  and  again  with  the  words , even  though  she was  a  merely  13  years old child .The  law  , Indecent   representation  of  woman  act  was  violated .So  under  used  is  this  law  that  the  press  is  probably  unaware  of  its  existence . Thanks   to  The Hindu , atleast  I  know  now.  It  is one  law  which  require  press   to  report  on  woman  in  responsible   manner  that   does  not  violate  their  dignity  and  the  media  violently  and  of course  blatantly  opposed  that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt;.Need  for  code  of  conduct : The  harm  done  by  the  press  to  reputation   is   irreparable   and   it  needs   to   adopt   preventive   measures   before   the   damage   is   done  .  Well  ,  even  the   police   can   not   be   spared   regarding   this  but  that  would  again  take  my   long  ramblings  and  that  is  a  different  story . The  police  release  premature   opinions   to  come  out  looking   good  in  investigating  crime  and  the  press  laps  it  up  as  an  exclusive  story . There   must  be  certain  code  of  conduct  which  forces  press  down  to  the  humane  level . But  more  than  force , it   should  be  the   volition  of  press   in  this  democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&gt;. Right  to  privacy :  Well , after  violation  of  so  many  rights   do  we  really   need  to  talk  about  this  . I  just  wish  that  may  good  sense  prevail  in  media   so  that  we  could  applaud  them   for  another  Jessica  case  rather   than   feel  pathetic  for  their   blatant   blowing  off  of  fundamental  rights  .  Hats  off   to   our  media  and  their  indecent  way  of  conducting  operations .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  There  will  be  continuous  outpouring  of  ramblings  and  now  every  issue  will  relate  to certain   cognitive   thoughts .&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/3060924217257035407-6342697071694703595?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/6342697071694703595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=6342697071694703595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6342697071694703595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6342697071694703595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/08/press-media-and-pain.html' title='Press , media  and  the pain ??'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-4757719961685361659</id><published>2008-06-22T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T06:49:18.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AIMCAT-0918</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After first debacle in AIMCAT-019 , this one proved to be a far better performance .One thing is sure at this moment , the whole process is fun . Appearing for the mock CAT , analysing it thoroughly , trying to edge on perfection including pure unadulterated determination to inprove next time . My only aim is to improve by leaps and bounds , no matter how hard circumstances are created to bog me down . Another thing is for certain , I will be the last person on the earth to give up CAT no matter however hard the circumstances might be . Discipline and perseverance both pays and patience must be kept along with these two religious theories . For improvement , Sky is the limit . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , sessionals are over so I can concentrate fully on CAT and as far as exammination is concerned , I dont give a damn . Overnight study will have to manage dat , It doesnt come with options . Meanwhile , I have also maintained some discipline in improving my general awareness ( Geography , History , Indian Constitution ) and It's filled with fun &amp;amp; frolics . By the way , need to sign off . Got to see an animated movie ( Ninja).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-4757719961685361659?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/4757719961685361659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=4757719961685361659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4757719961685361659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4757719961685361659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/06/aimcat-0918.html' title='AIMCAT-0918'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-2404783697457721663</id><published>2008-04-20T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:44:01.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos  To  Royal Challengers !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its eon since I saw any cricket contest with so much enthusiasm . I just update myself with regular wins and losses but tonight was different . I saw the ball 2 ball contest between RCB and Mumbai Indians. Boy , what a splendid performance by RCB and a punch to Bobbili Vijay Kumar's article . It was indeed a team performance by RCB. Vijay Mallya would have definitely been a jubilant person seeing his men with new vim and vigour and their astounding performance . Mark Boucher , The wall , Kallis , Virat kohli , Chandrapaul ( though badly injured ) gave the performance which will definitely boost their morale too . This win will definitely give Dravid a peaceful night-sleep since he was the one responsible for picking team which was criticized by every cricket column writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was usual ups and downs but RCB kept on fighting. Wickets kept on falling at regular intervals but newcomer knew , It was a challenge and they converted it in opportunity to win . Laudatory sportsmanship ! Power packed performance !! Go on men , one loss doesn't mean anything . Just enjoy the process .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-2404783697457721663?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/2404783697457721663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=2404783697457721663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2404783697457721663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2404783697457721663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/04/kudos-to-royal-challengers.html' title='Kudos  To  Royal Challengers !!'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-8323184606073500975</id><published>2008-04-16T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:23:10.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U R awarded MBA.  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You should be awarded MBA if ...&lt;br /&gt;1&gt;.You ask the waiter what the restaurant's core competencies are.&lt;br /&gt;2&gt;.You decide to re-org your family into a "team-based Organization."&lt;br /&gt;3&gt;.You understand your airline's fare structure.&lt;br /&gt;4&gt;.You write executive summaries on your love letters.&lt;br /&gt;5&gt;.Your Valentine's Day cards have bullet points.&lt;br /&gt;6&gt;.You celebrate your wedding anniversary by conducting a performance review.&lt;br /&gt;7&gt;.You believe you never have any problems in your life, just "issues" and "Improvement opportunities".&lt;br /&gt;8&gt;.You end every argument by saying, "let's talk about this off-line".&lt;br /&gt;9&gt;.You talk to the waiter about process flow when dinner arrives late.&lt;br /&gt;10&gt;.You give constructive feedback to your dog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It's  a  gr8  pick so  thought  to  share with U all. Lil ctrl-c ctrl-v for fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Adios !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-8323184606073500975?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/8323184606073500975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=8323184606073500975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8323184606073500975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8323184606073500975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/04/u-r-awarded-mba.html' title='U R awarded MBA.  :)'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-4877845440476898700</id><published>2008-04-08T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T09:02:46.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY- 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things have pretty changed in few days . Well , yours truly is once again in quagmire which he thought he could never end up in. Anyways , past is behind because future now seems more certain as I have constant fire raging inside me. I have accepted the challenge thrown at me and moved ahead because I feel It may bring out the best in me . Best in me probably means best out of world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with DI , seems to be betenoire at this stage but got to tame it by practice since heard from lot of people that if DI is practised and mastered , It becomes fun. Hoping to reach at those moments soon . From tomorrow onwards , there is again going to be some constant gyan at my blogs related to business affairs and things for which I am really passionate about . Abyss of knowledge that is what my aim is . I believe , knowledge should be such as " You name it , I got it". Men have infinite endurance and probably till they dont stretch themselves , they are ignorant of their own capability . Thanks Sai , U gave me opportunity to look inside me , probably this is start of an endless journey ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-4877845440476898700?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/4877845440476898700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=4877845440476898700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4877845440476898700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4877845440476898700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-1.html' title='DAY- 1'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-2794373611876192862</id><published>2008-03-25T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:28:47.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser..... Will  I ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Probably, lot of things are going in my mind. Well , may be I got a topic here . Most embarrassing moment of my life . Seeing all around happy faces and not being a part of it definitely hurts , whatever may be the other meandering thoughts . Probably , doubts on one's own capability occur . May be I was thinking high of myself but certainly , TCS broke me . Well , I will have to garner my courage because nothing seems propitious at this moment . May be I was too easy- going and may be life expects something else from me may be ......... Lot of uncertainities. Writing at this moment seems tough but this is just probably a beginning , may be god's innuendo to forestall some impending  unpleasant moments . Probably I dont have even courage enough to face my friends , probably I will become what I never was . Will I ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-2794373611876192862?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/2794373611876192862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=2794373611876192862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2794373611876192862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2794373611876192862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/03/loser-will-i.html' title='Loser..... Will  I ??'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-6966187591702925909</id><published>2008-03-13T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T13:23:34.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIA  inc - Taking India to the  World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mJ0fjjNyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/48MBMwm7d84/s1600-h/DSCF0669_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177320781555906338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mJ0fjjNyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/48MBMwm7d84/s200/DSCF0669_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mJ1vjjNzI/AAAAAAAAACY/4waJzSyCOro/s1600-h/DSCF0580_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177320803030742834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mJ1vjjNzI/AAAAAAAAACY/4waJzSyCOro/s200/DSCF0580_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mIr_jjNuI/AAAAAAAAABw/1lrc9XG_SFU/s1600-h/DSCF0560_big+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177319536015390434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mIr_jjNuI/AAAAAAAAABw/1lrc9XG_SFU/s320/DSCF0560_big+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mItPjjNvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kVNcARk97EU/s1600-h/DSCF0592_big+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177319557490226930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mItPjjNvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kVNcARk97EU/s320/DSCF0592_big+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mItvjjNwI/AAAAAAAAACA/aEVDjX-ZqEU/s1600-h/DSCF0676_big+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177319566080161538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mItvjjNwI/AAAAAAAAACA/aEVDjX-ZqEU/s320/DSCF0676_big+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mIuPjjNxI/AAAAAAAAACI/Q3TPWeAsYbU/s1600-h/DSCF0677_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177319574670096146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mIuPjjNxI/AAAAAAAAACI/Q3TPWeAsYbU/s320/DSCF0677_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/3060924217257035407-6966187591702925909?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/6966187591702925909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=6966187591702925909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6966187591702925909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6966187591702925909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/03/india-inc.html' title='INDIA  inc - Taking India to the  World'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R9mJ0fjjNyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/48MBMwm7d84/s72-c/DSCF0669_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7736522808812585903</id><published>2008-02-07T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:43:35.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venting the  Pent-Up Frustrations.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gearing up for impending placement . Time seems to be running out and lot of Introspections along with some revelations keep on pouring .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly , Of late I have started bunking the classes . In the commensuration with my proxy , I have started a campaign for "SPRITE". Though this semester appears to be not so tough ( Add to the fact , teachers also have become complacent enough to give marks as freebie ) , the course itself is a challenge . 5 Papers and 3 Lab barring seminar generally leaves me flaccid and at the end of the day , poor soul (yours truly) is tired enough to wind up on the bed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quiz Bug has bitten me and altruistically spending a couple of hours everyday do not seem to be a profitable option at this junction when Campus placement is round the corner . Adding to the woes are pathetic NET speed . Whatever may be the reasons ( Under water marine hit ... ) or cussed speed , It frustates one enough to leave surfing and go to cozy bed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way , something in my life is going smoothly and religiously on a diurnal basis . There has not been a single day since 7th Jan when I have missed my bible " The Economic Times ". In an Info quiz conducted by Business World , I had won in audience - round a T Shirt and an audio CD of upcoming movie RACE . Though this accolades are not enough to raise one's spirit but for novice like me it is quite a tribute . Keeping abreast of informations around you certainly become a cinch when you are inquistive enough to embrace everything .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For poor souls who didnt get an ounce of this blog , a deep apology to you all . By the way , I must not forget an anonymous comment who provoked me to share some bitter and sweet moments on blog . A Heartfelt thanks ... Keep on writing . Even positive criticism will be acknowledged .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-7736522808812585903?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7736522808812585903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7736522808812585903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7736522808812585903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7736522808812585903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/02/venting-pent-up-frustrations.html' title='Venting the  Pent-Up Frustrations.....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-8735206572133901837</id><published>2008-01-12T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T12:46:15.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAARE   ZAMEEN   PAR ...</title><content type='html'>Well , starting with the first blog of 2008 , It seems quite a long detatchment from year 2007. Coming back after a month seems to be a long yr. Well , year 2008 is certainly going to be a threshold of my successful achievements. Quite candidly , havent had any bigger achievements hitherto , but time seems to be ticking away for some sweet moments . Saying this , I know what It takes to taste the nectar which is being coveted by everyone . Getting thru campus might not prove to be a hurdle especially for me who will be complacent enough to get through any company . Nothing to prove anything to anyone but pals , I am not built for software stuffs so no special dreams like cracking first company &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the movie " Taare Zameen Par " did incite in me certain things which unabashedly keeps on clinging to me . Being poor in taking initiative , I generally find myself in quandary sometimes . But of late , things are getting limpid . Once you know yourself , things become this clear . Isn't it ? People call me impulsive ( I agree I am ) but pretending to be reflective with a load of sophistication isn't me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Aamir , you certainly did it beautifully. No offence to Shahrukh , but "TZP" seems to be scoring over Chak De or OSO. Messages conveyed in a perfect artistic way . ( Mind you , I am not merely comparing so SRK'S acolyte no uffenns plz !) There were moments in the movie which were so reflective that even if people intended not to ,would have been touched by it's naiveness . gr8 going Aamir !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have just started one of my fvrte author's masterpiece . "Atlas Shrugged " seems to be another punch to the "parasites" of the existing world . No matter how idealistic (complicated for us !!) protagonist has been created by AYN RAND , It is so realistic and indifferent towards general notion. Dont mind oxymorons here . Just finished 10 % of 1100 pages . Seems there is a long way to go . There is going to be a special blog dedicated only to Ayn Rand rather than my blah-blah-blah ... because of her ingenuity and artistic approach towards novel. I hope , I shall be judicious and unbiased towards her and her entire appreciation will be followed as if I was the author .After all , she is my fvrt author and I must do a dissection as well as candid justification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios till next post ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-8735206572133901837?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/8735206572133901837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=8735206572133901837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8735206572133901837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8735206572133901837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2008/01/taare-zameen-par.html' title='TAARE   ZAMEEN   PAR ...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-1583242764848976646</id><published>2007-12-08T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T03:33:41.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIBLIOPHILE  FLOCKS  TOGETHER..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R1p_kIM_szI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Jn7fw0s6KIs/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141562183250850610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R1p_kIM_szI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Jn7fw0s6KIs/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R1p_k4M_s0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_enSY4HZCpE/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141562196135752514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R1p_k4M_s0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_enSY4HZCpE/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welll , after last insomniac night where Instead of recollecting block diagrams in my mind , I was planning my moves for coming future and as a consequence was completely pale and fatigued during exam .Left exammination room 1/2 an hour early to the amazement of some of my friend who looked completely engrossed in their paper . Ofcourse , paper was lengthy but my writing was at its worst . Plus , I didn't bang my head hard for pondering , whatever knew just spewed it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , understand my situation where I want to be an efficient manager . I have to utilise my resources efficiently hence minimising input 'n maximising output seems the way out . Hardly did I catch up with sleep and was peevish all the time . Had an ordinary lunch and when I finally did get a nap , what came as irascible moment was that I was woken up by Motu bhai . No need to mention the name . well , cant really blame him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally I was up at 3.30 pm. Got my a** ready and within an hour , Yours truly was along with Alpha bhai at Book Fair . Now , books are my friends .No , they dont consider me because I treat them roughly but believe me , I treat them as a friend . Of late , I have turned a bibliophile and the appellation suits me . Currently have nearly a dozen unfinished novels in my cupboard , some of them are among them which are really pride to possess . But now I have to be a bit submissive towards my book so that cognizance could be extracted from them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , planning to see a movie - " The Island " . From a quick sneak-peak , I considered it entertainable. Seems wont be able to finish today . feeling sleepy...........Adios !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-1583242764848976646?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/1583242764848976646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=1583242764848976646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1583242764848976646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1583242764848976646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/12/bibliophile-flocks-together.html' title='BIBLIOPHILE  FLOCKS  TOGETHER..'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R1p_kIM_szI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Jn7fw0s6KIs/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-2429900687248292004</id><published>2007-12-05T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:14:25.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CTC  &amp;  STUFFS ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guys, Well I just wanted to clear some of the misconceptions and delusions which my fellow MBA aspirants are sharing.Even I was . ROI - the money factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In software company , U will start definitely at 17,000 per month ( Take Home salary ) . The paper salary might be bloated . After 2 years , Ur salary will be around 30,000 pm ( T - H - S ) . Say , you switch the company from TCS to Accenture . Your salary will increase by 30 % which makes it 40,000 pm . Now Its not always helpful to change the company because company might send u Onsite frequently after a couple of years . So you might lose here but else hardwork will give you same opportunity everywhere . This will carry on with few perks and bonuses everywhere .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was for engineering profession ... ( Software exclusively )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MBA -------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt;. Suppose You manage to get through Ivy leagues ,Gr8 . You have no work exp. and will learn two years of your life some decent managerial stuffs ( antiquated compared to Harvard , Yales and Wharton ............so on ) . Infact IVY LEAGUES were really meant for these latter groups , some of you might be knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your starting salary suppose is Rs. 8 lac . ( Dont dream of avg. 11 lac from IIM websites. Those are bloated because of foreign placements and Include CTC stuffs rather than package in hand ) . Your take home salary will be 40 - 45K depending on company . Even gud S/W engineers are not lagging and they will be matching u equal headed( in terms of, ofcourse salary )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt;. Those who manage to get dream companies like BCG ( Boston consulting group ) ,Goldman sachs , DSP merill Lynnch , Deutsche bank , Lehman Brothers ,Yes bank &amp;amp; ilks are very few. They have been exceptional throughout . Even getting a foreign summer internship is not so easy . Approx 250  out of a bunch of 1300 IIM graduates manage . Figures might vary a bit here and there but overall scenario remains same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3&gt;. So if money is one of your motivating factor , dont be unnecessarily insomniac. Software can achieve your ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&gt;.But in case if you are looking for growth factor , role in diverse sector and obviously overall challenging 2 years , get your seatbelt fastened and get ready for flight . Getting through IIMS is every Tom , Dick and Harry's dream . So get ready for some moments of frustrations as well as enlightenment . Journey will be superb .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : As far as long run is concerned , every top 10 % graduate of top 10 institute is at par barring the top 10 % of IIMS. Dont worry . Life still goes on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( All these data and speculation are true to my concern and old adage still goes&lt;br /&gt;on ... There is no substitute to hardwork ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-2429900687248292004?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/2429900687248292004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=2429900687248292004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2429900687248292004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2429900687248292004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/12/ctc-stuffs.html' title='CTC  &amp;  STUFFS ????'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-5532807286908859667</id><published>2007-12-03T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:41:12.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3  DOWN , 2   TO   GO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well  , lots  of  frivolous  pondering .   Exams  are  soon  to  terminate  on  11 th . Not   so   soon  , but   each  passing  day   is   a   respite .  Believe   me  , lot    of   turmoils   are  going  in   my  brain  . It  ain't   easy    to   get   rid   of  such  cogitation   since   So  impulsive , confused   mind  I   am  .  But   this   is  what  makes   life   interesting  , Isn't  it  ?  Makes   life   unpredictable  .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes   I   think  ,   such   a   versatile   personality   should   get   two   degrees    at   the   end   of   graduation    rather   than  only  one . Ofcourse  ,  our   Indian   curriculum   as  well as  gospels  of   various  accreditation   doesn' t     allow    that   . But   that  is   where   you   have   lot   of   flexibility    abroad  . People    say  ,    sometimes   you    dont   have    to   describe   majors    , rather    U    can   choose    after   say   a    span  of   2  years .  Why   couldn't     we    have    such   a    system    in  India    where  people   will   have   their   options   according   to  their   suitability  as  well  as   proclivity. These    things   agitate   me  ,  why   the  hell   we   have     such    antiquated   educational    system ?    Anyway   Guys  ,  this   is   one   thing   which   we    cant   change   until   and   unless   we   have   educated   politicians .  People   bask  in   the    glory   of   what   we   are   achieving   economically   but   things    are   much   murkier   at   the  base   of  pyramid  .  The   base   has   to  be   looked   by   naked   eyes   rather  than   klaeidoscope  . ...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; Will    continue  this  later  .      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-5532807286908859667?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/5532807286908859667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=5532807286908859667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5532807286908859667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5532807286908859667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-down-2-to-go.html' title='3  DOWN , 2   TO   GO...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-1907682958650986666</id><published>2007-11-24T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T09:39:10.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CALIFORNIA  CALLING  ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R0hfV7_QMNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mBEKbArezIQ/s1600-h/mba_intl_html_2_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136460205500936402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R0hfV7_QMNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mBEKbArezIQ/s400/mba_intl_html_2_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seems , It has got me. Damned ! Always happens during exam time . I always find a reason to push aside those " Technology Bibles " and do a lot of inner quest . Well , just another soul searching .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to work as a software engineer and at the same time want to have those coveted MBA degree from greener pastures of abroad . Seems i will have to persevere a lot . Getting through top college next year . Couple of year of work-experience . Then again applying to dream -colleges . Pondering over , hmm !! lot of things will be at stake . Some personal upsets will be there too but sometimes career aspirations come first . Will write later more on this , need to study for cussed exam .&lt;br /&gt;God , just take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-1907682958650986666?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/1907682958650986666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=1907682958650986666' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1907682958650986666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1907682958650986666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/11/california-calling.html' title='CALIFORNIA  CALLING  ????'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/R0hfV7_QMNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mBEKbArezIQ/s72-c/mba_intl_html_2_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-3776646067841198308</id><published>2007-11-18T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T09:29:12.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued .....( MINDTREE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;continued from previous post----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few years, my mother’s eyesight dimmed but in me she created a larger vision, a vision with which I continue to see the world and, I sense, through my eyes, she was seeing too. As the next few years unfolded, her vision deteriorated and she was operated for cataract. I remember, when she returned after her operation and she saw my face clearly for the first time, she was astonished. She said, “Oh my God, I did not know you were so fair”. I remain mighty pleased with that adulation even till date. Within weeks of getting her sight back, she developed a corneal ulcer and, overnight, became blind in both eyes. That was 1969. She died in 2002. In all those 32 years of living with blindness, she never complained about her fate even once. Curious to know what she saw with blind eyes, I asked her once if she sees darkness. She replied, “No, I do not see darkness. I only see light even with my eyes closed”. Until she was eighty years of age, she did her morning yoga everyday, swept her own room and washed her own clothes. To me, success is about the sense of independence; it is about not seeing the world but seeing the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the many intervening years, I grew up, studied, joined the industry and began to carve my life’s own journey. I began my life as a clerk in a government office, went on to become a Management Trainee with the DCM group and eventually found my life’s calling with the IT industry when fourth generation computers came to India in 1981. Life took me places – I worked with outstanding people, challenging assignments and traveled all over the world. In 1992, while I was posted in the US, I learnt that my father, living a retired life with my eldest brother, had suffered a third degree burn injury and was admitted in the Safderjung Hospital in Delhi. I flew back to attend to him – he remained for a few days in critical stage, bandaged from neck to toe. The Safderjung Hospital is a cockroach infested, dirty, inhuman place. The overworked, under-resourced sisters in the burn ward are both victims and perpetrators of dehumanized life at its worst. One morning, while attending to my Father, I realized that the blood bottle was empty and fearing that air would go into his vein, I asked the attending nurse to change it. She bluntly told me to do it myself. In that horrible theater of death, I was in pain and frustration and anger. Finally when she relented and came, my Father opened his eyes and murmured to her, “Why have you not gone home yet?” Here was a man on his deathbed but more concerned about the overworked nurse than his own state. I was stunned at his stoic self. There I learnt that there is no limit to how concerned you can be for another human being and what is the limit of inclusion you can create. My father died the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a man whose success was defined by his principles, his frugality, his universalism and his sense of inclusion. Above all, he taught me that success is your ability to rise above your discomfort, whatever may be your current state. You can, if you want, raise your consciousness above your immediate surroundings. Success is not about building material comforts – the transistor that he never could buy or the house that he never owned. His success was about the legacy he left, the memetic continuity of his ideals that grew beyond the smallness of a ill-paid, unrecognized government servant’s world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was a fervent believer in the British Raj. He sincerely doubted the capability of the post-independence Indian political parties to govern the country. To him, the lowering of the Union Jack was a sad event. My Mother was the exact opposite. When Subhash Bose quit the Indian National Congress and came to Dacca, my mother, then a schoolgirl, garlanded him. She learnt to spin khadi and joined an underground movement that trained her in using daggers and swords. Consequently, our household saw diversity in the political outlook of the two. On major issues concerning the world, the Old Man and the Old Lady had differing opinions. In them, we learnt the power of disagreements, of dialogue and the essence of living with diversity in thinking. Success is not about the ability to create a definitive dogmatic end state; it is about the unfolding of thought processes, of dialogue and continuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years back, at the age of eighty-two, Mother had a paralytic stroke and was lying in a government hospital in Bhubaneswar. I flew down from the US where I was serving my second stint, to see her. I spent two weeks with her in the hospital as she remained in a paralytic state. She was neither getting better nor moving on. Eventually I had to return to work. While leaving her behind, I kissed her face. In that paralytic state and a garbled voice, she said, “Why are you kissing me, go kiss the world.” Her river was nearing its journey, at the confluence of life and death, this woman who came to India as a refugee, raised by a widowed Mother, no more educated than high school, married to an anonymous government servant whose last salary was Rupees Three Hundred, robbed of her eyesight by fate and crowned by adversity – was telling me to go and kiss the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success to me is about Vision. It is the ability to rise above the immediacy of pain. It is about imagination. It is about sensitivity to small people. It is about building inclusion. It is about connectedness to a larger world existence. It is about personal tenacity. It is about giving back more to life than you take out of it. It is about creating extra-ordinary success with ordinary lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much; I wish you good luck and Godspeed. Go, kiss the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys , Simply Amazing .&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/3060924217257035407-3776646067841198308?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/3776646067841198308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=3776646067841198308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3776646067841198308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3776646067841198308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/11/continued-mindtree.html' title='Continued .....( MINDTREE)'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-3751796085305619696</id><published>2007-11-18T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T09:15:13.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMPLY  AWESOME ( ctrl c/ctrl v)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Address by Subroto Bagchi, Chief Operating Officer, MindTree Consulting to the Class of 2006 at the Indian Institute of Management, Bangalore on defining success. July 2nd 2004.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the last child of a small-time government servant, in a family of five brothers. My earliest memory of my father is as that of a District Employment Officer in Koraput, Orissa. It was and remains as back of beyond as you can imagine. There was no electricity; no primary school nearby and water did not flow out of a tap. As a result, I did not go to school until the age of eight; I was home-schooled. My father used to get transferred every year. The family belongings fit into the back of a jeep – so the family moved from place to place and, without any trouble, my Mother would set up an establishment and get us going. Raised by a widow who had come as a refugee from the then East Bengal, she was a matriculate when she married my Father. My parents set the foundation of my life and the value system which makes me what I am today and largely defines what success means to me today.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As District Employment Officer, my father was given a jeep by the government. There was no garage in the Office, so the jeep was parked in our house. My father refused to use it to commute to the office. He told us that the jeep is an expensive resource given by the government – he reiterated to us that it was not ‘his jeep’ but the government’s jeep. Insisting that he would use it only to tour the interiors, he would walk to his office on normal days. He also made sure that we never sat in the government jeep – we could sit in it only when it was stationary. That was our early childhood lesson in governance – a lesson that corporate managers learn the hard way, some never do.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver of the jeep was treated with respect due to any other member of my Father’s office. As small children, we were taught not to call him by his name. We had to use the suffix ‘dada’ whenever we were to refer to him in public or private. When I grew up to own a car and a driver by the name of Raju was appointed – I repeated the lesson to my two small daughters. They have, as a result, grown up to call Raju, ‘Raju Uncle’ – very different from many of their friends who refer to their family drivers as ‘my driver’. When I hear that term from a school- or college-going person, I cringe. To me, the lesson was significant – you treat small people with more respect than how you treat big people. It is more important to respect your subordinates than your superiors.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our day used to start with the family huddling around my Mother’s chulha – an earthen fire place she would build at each place of posting where she would cook for the family. There was no gas, nor electrical stoves. The morning routine started with tea. As the brew was served, Father would ask us to read aloud the editorial page of The Statesman’s ‘muffosil’ edition – delivered one day late. We did not understand much of what we were reading. But the ritual was meant for us to know that the world was larger than Koraput district and the English I speak today, despite having studied in an Oriya medium school, has to do with that routine. After reading the newspaper aloud, we were told to fold it neatly. Father taught us a simple lesson. He used to say, “You should leave your newspaper and your toilet, the way you expect to find it”. That lesson was about showing consideration to others. Business begins and ends with that simple precept.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being small children, we were always enamored with advertisements in the newspaper for transistor radios – we did not have one. We saw other people having radios in their homes and each time there was an advertisement of Philips, Murphy or Bush radios, we would ask Father when we could get one. Each time, my Father would reply that we did not need one because he already had five radios – alluding to his five sons. We also did not have a house of our own and would occasionally ask Father as to when, like others, we would live in our own house. He would give a similar reply, “We do not need a house of our own. I already own five houses”. His replies did not gladden our hearts in that instant. Nonetheless, we learnt that it is important not to measure personal success and sense of well being through material possessions.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government houses seldom came with fences. Mother and I collected twigs and built a small fence. After lunch, my Mother would never sleep. She would take her kitchen utensils and with those she and I would dig the rocky, white ant infested surrounding. We planted flowering bushes. The white ants destroyed them. My mother brought ash from her chulha and mixed it in the earth and we planted the seedlings all over again. This time, they bloomed. At that time, my father’s transfer order came. A few neighbors told my mother why she was taking so much pain to beautify a government house, why she was planting seeds that would only benefit the next occupant. My mother replied that it did not matter to her that she would not see the flowers in full bloom. She said, “I have to create a bloom in a desert and whenever I am given a new place, I must leave it more beautiful than what I had inherited”. That was my first lesson in success. It is not about what you create for yourself, it is what you leave behind that defines success.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother began developing a cataract in her eyes when I was very small. At that time, the eldest among my brothers got a teaching job at the University in Bhubaneswar and had to prepare for the civil services examination. So, it was decided that my Mother would move to cook for him and, as her appendage, I had to move too. For the first time in my life, I saw electricity in homes and water coming out of a tap. It was around 1965 and the country was going to war with Pakistan. My mother was having problems reading and in any case, being Bengali, she did not know the Oriya script. So, in addition to my daily chores, my job was to read her the local newspaper – end to end. That created in me a sense of connectedness with a larger world. I began taking interest in many different things. While reading out news about the war, I felt that I was fighting the war myself. She and I discussed the daily news and built a bond with the larger universe. In it, we became part of a larger reality. Till date, I measure my success in terms of that sense of larger connectedness.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the war raged and India was fighting on both fronts. Lal Bahadur Shastri, the then Prime Minster, coined the term “Jai Jawan, Jai Kishan” and galvanized the nation in to patriotic fervor. Other than reading out the newspaper to my mother, I had no clue about how I could be part of the action. So, after reading her the newspaper, every day I would land up near the University’s water tank, which served the community. I would spend hours under it, imagining that there could be spies who would come to poison the water and I had to watch for them. I would daydream about catching one and how the next day, I would be featured in the newspaper. Unfortunately for me, the spies at war ignored the sleepy town of Bhubaneswar and I never got a chance to catch one in action. Yet, that act unlocked my imagination. Imagination is everything. If we can imagine a future, we can create it, if we can create that future, others will live in it. That is the essence of success.&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/3060924217257035407-3751796085305619696?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/3751796085305619696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=3751796085305619696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3751796085305619696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3751796085305619696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/11/simply-awesome-ctrl-cctrl-v.html' title='SIMPLY  AWESOME ( ctrl c/ctrl v)'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-5973016993352860224</id><published>2007-11-10T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:49:55.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" Eleven Minutes" - PAUL  COELHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caveat : Dont read if you are offended by " Sex "&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Odyssey of an woman who has been swindled in love for a couple of times  . Hailing  from  a   small   town  of  Brazil , aspiring   to  see     world    beyond  it   , she  set out  for  finding  a  life  of  her  own.  Though   was  sucked  in  selling   her  body  , this   was  not   an  old  movie  story  type   where  actress   is  coaxed   and  sometimes   forced  in it  . She   chose   her  profession  voluntarily   and   dreamt  of  earning  a   lot  of  money  so  that   she  could   have  a  pretty  well  to  do  life  in  back   Brazil .   Mariya ,  the   protagonist    assumes    prostitution  as   not   an  immoral   task    but   rather   her   profession  and   compares   it   with  any  other  profession .  She   has   no   interest   in  sex   and   do not  induldge  in  " Carnal  act "  spiritually  considering   it   as    a   merely  mechanical  work  and  an  act  of   11 minutes.  Her   life  transforms   and   her   attitude   towards  this   carnal  game   changes   when   she   meet  a  painter  in  Switzerland . Ofcourse  ,   all  this  story  background  is  set up  in  Swiss .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This  is   a   story  of   a  multifacet  woman     , a  prostitute   who   has  inured  herself  against  any   sensual  pleasure .  Rather   say ,  she  has  closed  the  door  of  her  heart   and  only  induldge  in  act  through  her  body .   At last  , she   gains  everything  she   has  been  longing  for  and   finds  her  true  love  .&lt;br&gt; Paul Coelho's    description  of  this   novel  segregates  itself  from   a   sizzling   erotica . But  the  raconteur   has  been  pretty  clear   that  he  wanted  to  mention   the  act  of  sex  through  a   story   of   a  hooker . It  mention   the  pristine  heart  of  a   woman   who  finds  her  true  love   even  in  the  midst  of  debauchery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The   best  romantic  line  , which I   can  cogitate  over  from  this piece  of Paul  was  when Mariya   asked   the  painter Ralf , "  why   did  he  choose  a  prostitute   for   his  love   when  he  could   have   had  any  girl to  himself ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ralf : "This  is  because  I wanted   to  reach  to  the  soul  of  a  person  whom  every  man  has  used  to  reach  his  pleasure  ."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well    guys   , read   it   if   u  are   really   looking   for  a   genuine  Paul's   work  and  not  some  scintillating    stirring . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS :  Reading   has  its  own  share  of  vicarious  thrill . Planning   to  start  Anita  Desai's  - The  Inheritance   of  Loss  ....   Wait till  then !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Adieu !!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-5973016993352860224?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/5973016993352860224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=5973016993352860224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5973016993352860224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5973016993352860224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/11/eleven-minutes-paul-coelho.html' title='&quot; Eleven Minutes&quot; - PAUL  COELHO'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-840906446253936343</id><published>2007-11-09T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T08:37:46.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Matter  of  Love (Part -2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been gruelling three days and Rohit was always surrounded with whispers in his ear . He was incoherent , not able to relate things clearly . He knew something terrible has happened to him . He didn't want to avow it but at his heart there was nothing to deny . He wanted to meet Komal again . He wanted to know her ,understand her and fulfil a part of him which was longing for her. Destiny did not swindle him. He had a mobile altruistically given to him by his brother and he knew It was going to play an important role for the impending adventure. Since long for money he had to rely on his friend's account . That is by which name his DD normally used to arrive . His brother had persuaded him to open an account and he will be helped by Mr Mandal . Something started stirring in his mind . He was optimistic of his plan and he was the guy who always believed in the divine power of " Sai Baba".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking at the mobile number in his visiting card , he dialled a number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Mandal : who is this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit : Hello uncle ! Its Rohit over here , Rajeev's brother . I was wondering if you could assist me in opening an account .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Mandal : yeah , Rajeev had told me . Come now if U are free to my office. This is my address .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit started scribbling something on a piece of paper and conveyed his gratitude toward the old gentle Man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Soon after an Hour , he was sitting infront of Mr Mandal .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr . mandal : I was waiting for you.How are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit : Fine,Uncle . Actually today I had no class so I could afford to come . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;They had a formal chatting sometimes comfortably edging on informal talk. Rohit found Mr Mandal a pleasing personality and he liked talking to him. The formalities for opening a bank account was completed within a couple of hour . And they were waiting to receive the passbook when suddenly Rohit asked Mr mandal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit : Uncle . Can I have Komal's number ? Actually one of my cousin was trying to get in DU . She also wanted to do her honours in Geography . She has applied to Jesus &amp;amp; Mary and Miranda House.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mr. mandal : Do J&amp;amp; M have geography honours ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit : yeah. She has got 84 %.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr. Mandal : great .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;They were still conversing when Bank Manager handled over his passbook to Rohit. While they were returning in car , Rohit once again asked Komal's number . Uncle willingly gave it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit was very anxious and wanted to hear komal's voice immediately . He rang up the number and then thinking something cut the line off but the ring has already passed . Then came the call back. Rohit was incoherent and not being able to think clearly cut the incoming line. He Switched off his mobile. Then after planning something , he dialled up her number after 1/2 n hour and as he heard her enchanting voice , he was lost . Extricating himself from the captivity of her voice ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit : Hi , It's Rohit - Rajeev's brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Komal : Hi , I remember . Aap aaye the naa ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit : yeah . Actually I wanted to tell you something . Actually I lied to uncle .Please dont tell him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Komal: I can not understand anything. Can u make it more clear ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rohit : Look . To take your mobile number I had to lie. Just dont mention it to him . I will explain to u later everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Komal : Ok . Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rest ............ ( Continued in next post) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-840906446253936343?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/840906446253936343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=840906446253936343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/840906446253936343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/840906446253936343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/11/matter-of-love-part-2.html' title='A  Matter  of  Love (Part -2)'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-8073187368833575000</id><published>2007-11-07T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:39:30.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Matter  Of  Love ( Part - 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rohit have been staying in Delhi for almost a year preparing for highly terrorised competition IIT. He was good in studies but he didn't have knack for technical matters . He was analytical in his approach but he loved only specific things . He worked hard but he usually tended to drift as he did not find the preparation exciting . It was same drudgery and he had made up his mind to get himself admitted somewhere this year , some not great but decent institute. It was early morning while he sat on his study table and finding hard to concentrate on some extricated concepts . Suddenly hearing a knock on his door , he rushed out to off the latch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His elder brother Rajeev was standing there . Rajeev had been in city for 3 days and had come for some specific work of TCS . He was working as an ERP Consultant for a MNC . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After coming in , they both had some meandering talks about preparation and stuffs. Now Rajeev popped up a question whether Rohit would be able to accompany him on visit to a family or not. Actually it was regarding Rajeev's matrimonial alliance. Rahul groggily accepted the offer and they made a plan together to leave for the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They had reached Noida ( Our Heroine's house ) .They were greeted warmly on their arrival by an old gentleman . He was Joint Manager of a government enterprise company , IRCON INTERNATIONAL PVT LTD ( A railway construction company).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was the summer of sultry may and the sun was at its fiery best .Hardly had they made themselves comfortable at the sofa , Rohit was attracted by a sweet mellifulous voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rajeev : "Hi ! This is Komal and he is my younger brother Rohit "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Komal looked impulsively towards Rohit and Rohit was completely taken by the solemn admiration of the beauty infront of him. He felt his heart flushed with certain yearn and he couldn't understand the abrupt emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Komal : " Hi "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rohit : " Hi ".&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; He offered his hand for a formal greet . The moment she touched him , he wasnt able to shirk the intensifying electric jolt which he got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One thing was clear to Rohit . Rajeev had been here once and the family was well acquainted with him . While Komal kept talking to Rajeev , Rohit could feel an anticipation building in him . He knew ,he was in love with beauty infront of her. He started noticing her surrepetitiously and he was completely lost in her thoughts . There was no formal talk between Rohit and Komal . All the formalities of seeing a girl was done in a stretch of 4-5 hours . The girl concerned here was Komal's elder sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;While returning , both Rohit and Komal sat at the backseat of the car . Driver's and next place was taken by Mr. Mandal and Rajeev respectively . Rajeev did something which Rohit needed badly . " Initiation "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rajeev : " Rohit , Komal I think is from your batch "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rohit : " Which batch ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Komal : "12 th Passed out -2003"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rohit smilingly : " yeah ,same ." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rohit : " Which major subject ?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Komal : " Humanities . Aapka to science hoga. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rohit : "Yeah "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Every beginning has a termination . Our hero's story came to a halt when the car reached to it's respective destination . Komal had to catch a bus for her PG house ( Paying guest ) to North Campus and Rohit &amp;amp; Rajeev for their respective stay place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They bid adieu to each other .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rest is continued.......................( Next Post) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-8073187368833575000?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/8073187368833575000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=8073187368833575000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8073187368833575000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8073187368833575000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/11/matter-of-love-part-1.html' title='A  Matter  Of  Love ( Part - 1)'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-1289846797203991999</id><published>2007-11-01T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T07:22:22.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEUTRON    JACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lot  of  stuffs   to   write . Where  to   start , same  orthodox  problem . Trying  to  be   serious   since  placement    season  is   to   arrive   soon   and  ofcourse  , 5th   semester  has  some  special   elements  to  it   for  improving  scorecard. Anyway  ,  least  bothered  about  marks ,the    creature   I   am   but   want  to  capitalise  on  chance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Going  through   autobiography    of   one  of  my  most   admirable  corporate  leader , JACK   WELCH  .( Straight   from   the   gut ) ,believe   me ,  has   a   helluva  lot   of  stuffs  to   get  inspired   from . The   book   is   a    complete   masterpiece ,  not   having   any  affected   showcause  and  a   straight  Jack   throughout .  Since  I    own  the  book ,  I   am   reading   it  leisurely.  Got   couple   of   books   in  the   shelf  too.  Cant   wait   to   finish   them . Even  though   sessionals   are    approaching    way   too    soon ,  I      spend    atleast    an    hour   on   reading  these  stuffs.  "  Worth    reading   for   any    GE  employee  "  was   the  quote  of  my   brother  in  Law   but   I   will    modify   it   "  Worth  reading   for   anyone  who  wants  to   make  big  in  corporate   world". It   has   politics  , corporate  beaureaucracy   and  Jack's  masterstroke  luck  and    everything   you   are   looking   for   a  challenge. Read  it  and  there  is   nothing   to  regret . Atleast   we   get  to  know   the   hierarchical   concepts   and  pitfalls  in  corporate  world.  I   have   been  to  GE  , Hyderabad    and  was  in  complete  awe  of it . Wish  to  work  in such   company  but  ofcourse  not   as   an  engineer (  It   would  be  blunder)  but  rather   as   a    manager  or  financial   analyst.  Anyway  , thats   for  future   to  unwrap  . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Signing  off  , Rahul .       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-1289846797203991999?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/1289846797203991999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=1289846797203991999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1289846797203991999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1289846797203991999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/11/neutron-jack.html' title='NEUTRON    JACK'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-8827407664800080311</id><published>2007-10-29T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:36:11.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK  FROM  HYDERABAD...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its really a long time since I have penned down my thoughts. I had been to HYDERABAD for 15 days and hardly any single day , I went out to enjoy. Dont dare to imagine wrong things but rather cuss the viral fever which had me in its tentacles. I was helpless and these fifteen days showed me all the features of human emotions. Bedridden for almost seven days , I spent day and night praying and asking god to forgive me for my improper and indescent thoughts. Crazy na !!! But believe me that happens when your temperature refuses stubbornly to come down from 102. Though I was properly medicated , there were moments of frustrations and frustration increases more when the people who are supposed to take care themselves fall prey to climate changes and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No , not all moments were of frustration but there were some moment of rejoice when I became proud "MAMA" ( Maternal Uncle).Now I have got some more reason to spend my vacations at HYD'Bad. Anyway its back again ,the same BBSR life. Sessional Dates are out and first sessional is on 7th November. Will have to have some helps from "Cogent" friends otherwise Microprocessor Lab will be fiasco. Anyway , hoping for the best and preparing for the worst , Time is to act now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-8827407664800080311?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/8827407664800080311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=8827407664800080311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8827407664800080311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8827407664800080311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-from-hyderabad.html' title='BACK  FROM  HYDERABAD...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7380765428477340595</id><published>2007-09-15T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:50:53.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"  Counterstrike   INVADES    sleep"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well , Long hiatus and Midsem seems to be ostensible reason . Not that couldn't take out fifteen minutes to write , but rather hiding myself from accuses. This midsem no different than other , was sailed thru studying overnight. I am from those cult who wants to give minimum input in engineering and gain maximum output. Till now , everything seems to be going great. But too much introspection have left me wondering about my " other hidden " personalities. Saw three movie last day . RED EYE was good entertaining thriller. PULSE came up with some technological horror advancement and hence liked the movie. Dont mind oxymorons here. It was sort of horror movie slightly deviating from real horror flick but was no less entertaining . I dont know and am quite confused to name it " horror" or "thriller" so I will take out a compromising route to call it medley of both. The movie which left me captivated was Number 23. Jim carrey was ossum n in new avtaar. I reckoned my memory and found out I had seen " The Mask" in 1999 and since then havent seen any of his movies . But still I could vividly remember his whole persona. Wat was a recipe for 23 was his complete turnover. U could have seen it , u wud have known it. Difficult to sound a convincing movie critic which I am not .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those CS game played by my hostel mates in my corridor and the expletives used with strident voice left me awake at this moment . Dunno what to do except staring at the ceiling and planning . Today is sunday and I might again see a couple of movies but I want to study my novels too. They have been staring at me and make me feel guilty . One more object lying in the corner have become my attention - snatcher. My Guitar. Of late , I have become a pride owner of guitar. Since 10th , I was determined to learn some musical shit of instrument but why guitar , a little difficult to answer . It looks more rocking or give you feeling as such , I dont know. I am not Salman , flaunting my muscles along with guitar dancing. I am not in a sort of professional switch. ( Not that I have great body to die for or insanely handsome look for actor) . The satisfaction is I am me, complete unadulterated flow of emotions , thoughts and inspiration . 100 % satisfaction. ( I doubt ???) Have learnt just the notes of sa-re-ga-ma and basic anatomy of guitar. I loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway , ending this blog since feeling sleepy again and I hate giving up sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Only stress buster in complete chaotic life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Now on, I will try to post religiously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-7380765428477340595?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7380765428477340595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7380765428477340595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7380765428477340595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7380765428477340595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/09/counterstrike-invades-sleep.html' title='&quot;  Counterstrike   INVADES    sleep&quot;'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-6847599452025572419</id><published>2007-09-01T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:14:41.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kronicles  !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally , I bought my guitar today after a lot of contemplation as well as calculation. May be sometime after Mid-Sem , I can start my diurnal "Riaz".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well , today was one of those days at Literary society where atleast I think , noone was able to walk out contented . The topic of debate ( hardly a debate ) , movie critic was the ball which was passing only through few hands. Many were not able to express their views and those who got involved themselves were only obsessed with their ideas and somehow not able to digest diversity in opinions. I was personally involved in the debate , and somehow I was not able to seperate wheat out of chaff . Look ! 1 billion people are there and diversity in opinion is something which is bound to arise. Differences in intellect can be leveled but what about differences arising in the subliminal level. We see the movie , analyse it and if it is able to involve us emotionally , we feel that wow ! that was awesome .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" Chak De India " was definitely good but then when you have diversity in your thoughts , you take it to different level and then have repercussions . Well , I am not exaggerating this part in my blogspot but rather I will like to dissect the underlying motto to unravel this whole affair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Living out passion and wearing guts on sleeves are something , which a human level have different adaptations for. If innovations in ones thought can churn a whole new set of ideas , it's good but we must have a close watch on results. I am not from those cult , who says forget the results and keep your mind open towards new ideas. Rather I would say , try all ideas but keep a definite tab on results. What appears to be seen in today's meetings was that instead of a planned agenda , we keep ourself so much enticed to new ideas that the very importance of existence of such society is lost. Agreed , "Kronicles " is not all about serious stuffs like GDs , JAMs , Dumb charades , Reading sessions , but also about "opening new world to urself " . I disagree this quoted remarks . Those who have been attending meetings regularly religiously know that we have not had a single proper session of JAM and alll. Hence , whatsoever I personally think that If any activities has to be done , it should include all rather than segregating them . Those who are really good can lift themselves any time but we need to give a platform to those who are really cocooned but have joined Kronicles for the very sole reason , to improve themselves in all aspect of personality development. Do I need to say , everybody can gain from such activities ? Movie Watching and getting involved in technicalities are fine but should only be initiated when we ie everyone of us have lifted themselves up to certain level otherwise again same things will be occuring repeatedly . One who is cocooned will not be able to extract benefit . GD's are something which involves all and a holistic solution for improving communication is to speak a lot , to have a lot of JAM sessions , GD's , Reading sessions and stuffs so that we are able to extricate ourselves from doubts. Fun Play and movies stuff are good but should be introduced once in a while so as to break humdrum processes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let the kronicles be platform for everyone who wants to excel and improve in " Literary Skills". Means to this end can be diverse but let us not divide this end in Ramifications. I will appreciate and actually love to have comments followed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS: Am I sounding "Left" as in Nuke Deal ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-6847599452025572419?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/6847599452025572419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=6847599452025572419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6847599452025572419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6847599452025572419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/09/kronicles.html' title='Kronicles  !!!!!'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7793734713745444643</id><published>2007-08-27T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T19:05:41.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good  Morning !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Morning   of    Raksha - Bandhan................. Got    up      at    5'o clock  early     since   had  slept    last    night   a   lil   earlier   than   usual .  Dunno   about   match , definitely   I    have  not   opened     rediff news     for   that    matter . I    will   like   a    brief   explanation    about  it   from  one   of   my   friend  , Punit.  Actually , I 'll    love    listening  to  him  .  So  what   next ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Planning    to    go   for    shopping   since   have   lot   of   bucks   with   me . Thanks  to  TIME    even though    it's     itsy- bitsy      scholarships    than  I    had    envisaged.  No   offence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Read   Microprocessor    and    must   tell    U   that    this   is   only   one   subject     which   I   have    liked    right   from   the   word   "GO". Even   though    Communication    engineering   is  taught    by    same    teacher  ,  I     always    wait      anxiously    for  MP   classes . Though   late, I    have  been   also   marked   by   my  teacher   for   enthusiasm.  Though   generally , I    dont   like  my  core    subjects   but   then , I   told   u   this   semester  is  a   bit    different .  May   be    due   to placement    next  year  or    " CATatonic " effect.  Obviously  , CE    &amp;   MP   are    going   to    be    my    favourite    subjectes    for   all   interviews   to   come . Ofcourse , I    am    damn    sure    of    making   my   career    from    one   of   top   10   institute    of   management collgs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But     as     a   technical    graduate  ,  I   need   to   have    some   technical   skills   intact   so   electronics     will    come    handy    , much   more   than     conventional    electric    papers.   Well ,  currently    scratching   my   head    and   know   if    I    try   hard ,  I   will   end   up   writing    some    gyan    which   of   late ,  I   loathe   to   do  .  So   anticipating    a  good  weather, very   important , if    wanna    leisurely   stroll   in  the   market   place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"  Deeds   not   words   shall    speak   me  "  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-7793734713745444643?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7793734713745444643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7793734713745444643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7793734713745444643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7793734713745444643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-morning.html' title='Good  Morning !'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7937578917295737733</id><published>2007-08-21T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T12:33:19.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEFT  apprehensions ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;History      repeats      itself.   A     lot   of   speculation    have   been    around   Nuke    deal   between     India    &amp;   US.  Prime Minister     Manmohan  singh    will   have   to   sail  through all  criticisms    and   must   take   responsibility    for   ongoing   factions   formations.  Not   that  he     is     at    fault ,  and    for    that   matter   I     will    cite   some    examples   which    have  created    a    niche     for    India   on   world  despite   all   of    Left's   apprehension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                   In   December  1991 ,  Manmohan singh  was    accused    of     sharing    his     second   budgets   information     with   IMF ( International  monetary    fund)  and    world   Bank.  At    that    particular    time  ,  this    was    an    act   of   breach  against     sovereignity   of  India    since   whole    country    was    apprehensive  that  US   will  wipe    out   Indian   economy   and   situation   was   volatile   at   its   worst.  Mr    Singh   had  immediately    retaliated   by    snapping    back  that    how    could   anyone   suspect   his    loyalty    to    the     nation.  He     was   finance     minister  , par  excellence    then    and   was   a   minister    under   the   regime   of   P V Narsimha   Rao.   Finally ,  all   contradictions   and      controversial      fire      was     doused     when   he    put   his  budget  proposals  infront  of  the   parliament    and    the    fiscal   policies   too   which    were   presented   to  IMF       and   World   Bank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                Once    again , Mr    Singh   was   caught   in   quagmire   when   he    signed    the   treaty   of   world  trade   organisation   in  1994. Left   opposed    it    vehemently     as   it     was     apprehensive   that   Indian   Sovereignity   will    be   obliterated     and    completely   wiped   out   by   US  imperialist   force . Treaty    has   withstood    the   time    and     have    given   all   the   reasons   to   India   to  smile  . India   have  had     some   significant   trade    relationships     and   its   economy    is   all   gung ho   at  GDP  currently    going    strong    at   approx  9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                     From    my    personal   opinion , I   see    a   potential  sight   of   goal   which   have   been  tried    to    be    achieved   through     this   123   agreement  where    India      has    nothing    to    lose    and   all   the    way   to   gain .  Can   Left   have   the  guts    to   look    back    and    accept   its   follies    of   opposing   those    auspicious    occasions   where   India    has    been   lead     unwaveringly    by    our   then   finance   minister  Manmohan  Singh  ?               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-7937578917295737733?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7937578917295737733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7937578917295737733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7937578917295737733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7937578917295737733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/08/left-apprehensions.html' title='LEFT  apprehensions ????'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-6376222438163702754</id><published>2007-08-16T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:44:28.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings  Of   Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Basically , It seems that somehow there is dearth of grey matter in my brain which involves thinking and churning out Ideas. I am most of the time lost , confused and would like to wear that T-shirt with tag " I am lost , take me home" . Of course, no pretty girl will take me home like that. My life seems to be surrounded with girlish ideas though ironically , I dont even talk to girls. And finally even when I speak, my voice sounds incoherent and full of formalities. Planning , planning and if fail , plan more..... This is the life I live. Trying to sleep since 9'O clock , I inadvertently get up to read something and in quest of that ends up opening my blogspot. Those rectangular " Revelations " look at me , and I interrogate myself what next . I know what I am speaking might make no sense to some of you . But please , for a moment dont judge me as a writer but just as a person who is in search of quest of happiness which always eludes me. I am not suffering from amnesia but sometimes to have just a sound sleep , I remain awaken most of the night. Staring at ceiling , using expletives for everyone who come to my room and bang the door. some bang , some just leave it open . Rewards are my string of expletives to them ! Yesterday I had a passionate debate with my friend Punit that how my thinking should evolve out of me . That is it should be " Blog concerned " rather than me. My friend , the respite I get by feeling this blogs with my stuffs is something , I will not sacrifice for making it reader concerned. Some might relate to me and some may not . Who cares ! Sometimes I just digress through different blogspot and find out that there is a whole confused lot out there . But one thing is common . I see genuinity in it and all appears to me as " sui - generis".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had even this debate that sometimes the word I use , It appears as if it has been advertently ornated. I agree to some extent . But as I told u , I love it and this is the only way , I feed sometimes myself with this thoughts . I come back and read my old blogs. Sometimes I get amazed at my thoughts , sometime I am insane . I dont know how can I justify this ? But as I have told you , I am lost and confused. The paradox is that more I try to pull myself out of this dilemma , more I get sucked in. Have pity on me even though it means nothing . My mind rambles and so my lips ( Friends will vouch for that) but I am anxiously waiting for day when my feet starts rambling..... I am as restive , sorry restless as ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS : Sui- generis -&gt; unique ( sent to me by wordsmith , didn't get this word in cambridge lexicon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-6376222438163702754?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/6376222438163702754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=6376222438163702754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6376222438163702754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6376222438163702754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/08/restless.html' title='Ramblings  Of   Thoughts...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-4762520354332412387</id><published>2007-08-15T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T13:59:01.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INDEPENDENCE  DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Candidly speaking , I was in no mood to write today. I wanted to pass this day as a person who is sloth to do any work. I did that and slept till 12'O clock noon. But I did not want to miss "Boondia" which is available to us only on certain occasions. Though It was late , I managed to get my share . A very altruistic thanks to " Rabbit Sir".Though I like d him but to be precise , I will start liking him more after this incident . His convivial nature and his fulsome display of teeth, even at this moment reminds of him. Anyway , It was not any special day so there was no special plan . Generally , problem with me is that i plan a lot and after failing the execution part , there are always frustrations. But I never stop trying. The best thing happened to me today that I did not plan it. Just spent it casually. Though today I did one thing which kept my mood upbeat. Really , It's worth mention here. I analysed . And I found out that one should really never hurt anyone , purposely or unintentionally. The bullet points of my thoughts are: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A person should always try to accept things , no matter whether It appealed to him or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A person should have bad memory so that he/she is not able to take umbrage for anyone 's words for a long period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Never plan ahead a lot ( My biggest problem) . Take life as it is , Do ur bits of pieces to solve life's puzzle but dont get worried if u are not able to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A person should shun all the shenanigans and inculcate a good thought either for itself or humanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Never run away from responsibilities ( I DO) . It spoils ur chances of being a worldly mature person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dont be jealous of anyone . Earth is a big place . Everyone of us have a substantial role on it to play. ( I really mean it and this thought seems to be acting as ambrosia , earlier I had a fear and insecurity which seems to be vaporising now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Think a lot about some good thing which U will be doing once U become a successful person ( For me , its going back to my Girlfriend and asking her to make my life full of sunshine , Of course , If she will be married by that time , I will ask god for her great matrimonial life ahead + I really want to open a orphanage and do my part of role to create a life transformations of atleast 15 children )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have power to say no to things which is not beneficial to u in long term. If U really feel , U should do it then only do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Believe in things which may appeal to world insane but for u is life . For me its my love . But at the same time have power to let it go . This seems to be a paradox , but if U can handle it , Nothing saner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is what I was able to think when my mind was free today from all other worries. Thanks to I-DAY. It might matter to someone , may be to everyone but remember all bullet points open a road to heaven. I  am   not perfect      and    for  that   matter    noone    is  ,I   have   written   inlieu   of   something   I   really    believe   in. May  be   u   all   are   much   mature   than   me  but    then    this   is   my    thoughts   which   kept   stirring   in   me   and   kept  reminding   me ,"  Rahul  ,  if   not   now    when ?"  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Remember , execution of all the bullet points is not easy ,atleast simultaneously. But then let it be a quest . If U are thinking about me , remember , for me also It is a starting point ............................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Cheerio , &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;" Journey of thousand miles begin with a small step " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ps:   After   reading   my   gyan  for   checking   of  errors ,  I   was   reminded   of  one   fact . The  fact   which   forced   me   to   write   bugs  of   my   brain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;" To    think   is   easy ,  to   act   is   difficult   and   to   act   as   u  think  is  the  most  difficult"  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-4762520354332412387?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/4762520354332412387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=4762520354332412387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4762520354332412387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4762520354332412387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/08/independence-day.html' title='INDEPENDENCE  DAY'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-4498058256016738637</id><published>2007-08-12T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:02:33.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trumpet   or   Agony   ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guys , Ummm ! It's long time and I am back . Back to fill this blog with my stupid thoughts , my ratiocination skills to bolster my stupidity and finally a right which I have been given to express myself. Well , most probably I will end up attending TIME for my prep for MBA institutes. Now , the most anticipated time has come to let go every things which can hold me back   and rather create an opportunity for myself so   that    there is no next year preparation for CAT. My brother , though convinces me to take cat only after certain yrs. of work experiences . But For Gawd Shakes ! It's not that I would love slogging MBA for higher studies but rather my loath to join software companies. I had a passionate debate with my brother who gave me certain gyan on CAT. Look , wat i M , I am. It was god's willl that I landed up somewhere I didn't want to. ( Give me 1 reason, how else can I justify my landing here?? ) . So It is finally, ball has been set into motion and I have rolled my sleeves for the fierce battle to be won . Gawd , I am terrified but wait , Is cat everything ? . Ofcourse not, but any thing , which provokes you to be at your best, eliminate all your shortcomings and gear up for every possible opportunity U might face , U must savor it. I am here to break a myth , I am here to vet my emotions and I am here for all those who will be inspired by me and I am here because my sheer passion willl sail me thru every turbulent streams. Today I am beaming with passion and all set to mark my blot on my quixotic map. Those who understood , good for them and those who didn't , blame my literary skills or rather your ratiocination , cogitation and comprehension skill.... I Am INSANE !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                   " Wake - up call !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                 Arise , awake and stop not till your goal is reched"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-4498058256016738637?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/4498058256016738637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=4498058256016738637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4498058256016738637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4498058256016738637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/08/trumpet-or-agony.html' title='Trumpet   or   Agony   ???'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7796732299208885382</id><published>2007-07-28T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:43:19.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sozzled    sans    alcoholo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two     days     were     altruistically     spent      for      garnering    enough     informations     abt     so      called       yum-bee-eh   prep     institutes.     Well   ,  though    I   had     been     to    IMS    couple      of      days       ago,      yet     I       was       quite      enthusiastic       to      go       to    Nayapalli's      one        as      well          because     of    proposition      of     other       friends    coupled       with      my    own       enthusiasm     to    meet   the     receptionist    . Certain     other     factors     led      me      there.      Man ,     the       way      they      convince      you       and     put      up      certain       hypothesis     assumption        mingling     with      realities    leaves     you   utterly     in     complete     unadulterated      admiration     for   them. ( Well ,   by     now      u       wud      have     realised    ,  it' s       not    them      but   " her".)All     the     cutie       faces    ,     with      their      mellifluous       and      glib      voices  ,     grabbing    the      job    as       receptionist  ,     I      personally      think     ,  could      have     been     a     good    marketing      Package ,     had       they      themselves      appeared      for     mba    entrance     exammination    ( ofcourse,      if    they      had      enough      logical       and      calculation     skills    too)  .  Anyway     ,   nawt       my      concern.      They        r       still       a      marketing     package      4      their       respective      institutes.   I        hate       this    ,     sounding       too     much       strategic,       businesss  oriented  ,    profits   ,    loss       and     all      the     flashy    perks     associated      to    obtain      a     mba     degree.    Seems      for      a    year,     I     wil     b      chasing       it      and       othr      aspects   of     business      too.    OK.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                                                                So      enough    of    dissection     .   Decision       has       been      taken     virtually       but     yet      right      now,   nothing        is    fixated.      So     it's      time     to   plan    a     routine.     I       have       already     prepared      three    of       them     at     home   .   Let's      see,      which     one      suits     me   best.      Enough       planning        now,     enough      boasting     too  ,    enough    exaggeration    and       "BAKCHODI"  ,    now        it's     time      for      some    real      action.     All      those      habits    inculcated        should       come      handy     now  .     OK.      Did      I       make     a        formal    resolution .?      Wait       for      that       till      next        post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-7796732299208885382?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7796732299208885382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7796732299208885382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7796732299208885382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7796732299208885382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/07/sozzled-sans-alcoholo.html' title='Sozzled    sans    alcoholo..'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-5107548092152384265</id><published>2007-07-25T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T11:44:23.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingering  Pain..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why    is    it   that    everytime    I   see     a    girl ,  I  think    about   you   ?  Why    is   that   my   heart     despite    my    harsh   warnings     reminisces     your    memories ?   Why     is    that    I  look     for    an    opportunity    to    talk      about     you ?   Above    all ,  why    is   that    I    still   hope     that     u     will     be   waiting    for   me  ?   Why    is   that   I     feel ,      your     action  and    words    were   paradox   to    each     other ?  Why     have     you   made    me   so   impotent   that    despite    seeing     a    beautiful     girl ,  I   feel   that    beauty   is   nothing   compared  to    u.   Gawd ,  I   hate    u      for      doing      this    to      me.  But    truth   is   somewhat    much    bitter     pill   to    swallow ,   that    I   disavow    but   to   whom  ,  my   heart   knows   ,   I      still     miss    u.  I    LOVE      YOU.   The    only   platonic    and   pure  thought   I      have    in    my    life   is    when   I   am    with  u  . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                                      People   tell  me  that   doing   well   in  my  life   will    create    an    ample   opportunity   to    choose     my   dreamgirl.  But   how     can   I     make     them    understand  , It's    you   and   only    you.  My   amorous   thoughts      cause    me   to   think    about   others   but   what   is   it    that  makes   me    restive    and  I     wanna    thnk   about   u.   I    know   ,   I     can  make , create   and  achieve   wonders     but   why    is    that    I   want    to   see   those    wonders    with   ur   eyes.  Why  everytime   you   make   me    feel   as   if   all   those   lovely   lyrics  were   meant  for    U   .Ironically  ,   In   this    birth   U  will   never    be     able    to  gauge   my   love    for   u.  Did  you    just   hear   those    words  echoing .. aah...........    That     is   exactly  what     have    been   happening    to    me    since    last    two    years.   People     remember   my   grinning   yellow   teeth   and   jolly   mood    but   what   about    when   I   am    penitent ?  I    could  feel   jealousy  emancipate   from   my   subliminal   thoughts   but  I    am    pure.   You     are   the   one   who  make     me     do   all    this.  I     will    remember   you   but   now  I   will   never   let   any  feelings   build  in   within     me ,  this   is  the   promise   and  penance    for   my   sin   of    loving     you.   Kaash !  U   would   have  understood   me.  Kaash !  God   could    give     me  enough   power    to   forget   u.  Even   god   is    weak....  Did   you   feel  it  ?        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-5107548092152384265?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/5107548092152384265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=5107548092152384265' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5107548092152384265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5107548092152384265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/07/lingering-pain.html' title='Lingering  Pain..'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-3628249109001433379</id><published>2007-07-24T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T11:05:59.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha....Ha....Ha....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I am too tired to write but yet I wont disappoint my readers by posting this hilarious source of guffaw... Direct ctrlc &amp; ctrl v from DCE student's Blog but nevertheless awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Why did the chicken cross the road". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Each person would answer this question with his own particular mindset. Here are a few such answers.Many personalities here are political, some are intellectuals but all the answers are most lip smackingly goofy! And yeah I added some in the end to add a DIT-touch and of course i have added answers that an engg srud would give! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The question to all of them: Why did the chicken cross the road?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SAEED AL SAHAF - Iraqi Head of Information The chicken did not cross the road. This is a complete fabrication. We do not even have a chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GEORGE W BUSH- We don't care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is either for us or against us. There is no middle ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;COLIN POWELL: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TONY BLAIR: I agree with George. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR: I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GRANDPA:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SIGMUND FREUD :The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BILL GATES: eChicken2003 will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook - and Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken2003.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;VIVEK OBEROI: I am still agreeing with my previous testimony that I had recieved several calls from the gangmembers of the chicken about this happening in near future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SALMAN KHAN: I have called this press conference to let everyone know that I did not make any phone calls to the said chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ARUN SHOURIE: disinvestment of chickens is necessary for the economy to grow .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SHAKESPEARE To cross the road or not to cross....that is the question .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AB Vajpayee :Humein................yeh nahin sochna chahiye ..................ki murghi ne rasta paar kiya ki nahin........balki ye sochna chahiyeki usne rasta kyon par kiya..........kya is paar khana nahin tha.......agar nahin tha to ...................is samasya ko jad se hatana yehi hamara dharm hain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the following by yours truly……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First year BE student: The seniors told him to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Second year BE student: (counts the number of chickens, sees 43.Then counts again, sees 15, then again, sees 76.He gives up trying to answer the question and goes back to his glass of vodka) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Third Year BE student: To file an application for low attendance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Final Year BE student: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if(chicken_got_placed) event=daaru_party; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;else event=off_campus_interview; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;joy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-3628249109001433379?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/3628249109001433379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=3628249109001433379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3628249109001433379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3628249109001433379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/07/hahaha.html' title='Ha....Ha....Ha....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-2320841194754199870</id><published>2007-07-23T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T10:17:59.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summers  Gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I am back after my yet another worthless holidays. worthless in the sense that I wasn't able to accompolish whatever lil target i had set for myself.Well , apart from that everything was frolicsome and I did one best thing which was not planned , ENJOYMENT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suddenly sleeping at a stretch of 9 hrs seemed to be sine-qua-non. Eating sumptous foods and then slumping on the bed seemed worthwhile then. Though lot of laziness was shown but yet I wanted to be not so chaff son and hence set out for Howrah ( Official work for Papa..) expecting full masti. Though i had seen this city earlier everytime travelling from Sealdah to Howrah by taxi but wat appeared to my visualisations was all traditional buildings and congested road where everytime I was skittish of missing the train. MG road if i recall correctly. But this time I saw city quite closely and was able to appreciate the fact that it is also one of the metropolitan city of India. Anyway just receiving Bhabhi from Dumdum airport and some not so necessary paper works led me to Kolkata. I saw people closely and despite some people criticising general perception of bengali people, I liked them. Bengali chicks are beautiful too and those beauty was ubiquitous to be seen. So after dabbling with my work , I was back to home proud that I had been out for some official work and my father had confided in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If any fructuous things which I had done during summers was devouring some great collection of short stories of Jeffrey Archer. Da- Vinci code was finished too but no sense of accompolishment was there since I had finished better half of it in train itself. Then once again it was Jeffrey Archer's - A matter of sorrow which kept me enthralled but I wasn't quite happy with its let down climax ( Disclaimer: my personal view) but anyway good as far as reading helps. Didn't see any movies , neither english nor hindi. Well , apart from this I strengthened my vocabs once more going through Barron's GRE and IMS word-list. Did itsy-bitsy work on calculation too and kept myself busy. Though I am thinking to churn out a different me but u know it's me. &amp;amp; what I can best be is myself. Well , return journey was remarkable too but that should b posted in different post. It seems too lengthy.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adios, RR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-2320841194754199870?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/2320841194754199870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=2320841194754199870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2320841194754199870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2320841194754199870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/07/eventful-journey.html' title='Summers  Gone...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-9197049309341659851</id><published>2007-06-24T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T03:34:08.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios....till  vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ApproX 23 hrs. from now and I will be tracing my route to home.Atlast , it seems probable. Though i have been staying away from home since I was 8 years old ,yet the way i have been smitten and nostalgic about home particularly this time , seems a sweet illusion for me. Ya!!! because when i am at home,after probably 10 days i find lost at what to do. Anyway, dis time i have got ample time to finish myriad of books which had been shoved by me in the cupboard. To name - Da Vinci code, Mein Kamf, Zen and the art of motorcycle..All interesting one in the prespective that each is of different interest.Of late , after stepping aside of fiction, I have started reading little "value-added" books.Well , to add to my library , i have planned that once i get down at Patna, i will buy hopefully 1/2 dozen of books. Now , enough of collections! Earlier i didn't use to buy book.Instead, i borrowed it , studied and returned to my friend whoever owned it.But now I want to own, because I always want to go through the feelings through which i have already traversed. Engineering Curriculum ,i think give everyone ample opportunity to follow their passion .Hats off to such engineering colleges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;saw a great movie -GOAL. Irresistible flow of emotions , pumping of adrenalin kept my emotions upbeat .Though i am not a football fanatic yet i could feel the passion. Santiago Munez !! yup!! I still remember the name of protagonist. He had flair, passion and overall power to let go everything for the pursuit of his goal. Seems , indelible print of this movie will remain eternal in my heart. What is more ..well! It's not about lose, win, football but all about passion .Passion is what creates a difference between winner and loser.Come what may, if u are passionate towards something, u will find a way to it.I want to stretch this post since it might be possible that for a complete month , I willl not be able to write.I will miss the blogging terribly. There is certain chance dat i may get net connection .But at my place, i have only choice of BSNL. That also, i will have to run for a couple of days to BSNL office. Yet it might be possible that they will be able to provide service after my vacation ends. I am not sure at this moment, but nothing is certain right now. So u know , why I sound in quandry...Anyways.... ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-9197049309341659851?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/9197049309341659851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=9197049309341659851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/9197049309341659851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/9197049309341659851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/adiostill-vacation.html' title='Adios....till  vacation'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-2777757588915463548</id><published>2007-06-22T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T14:36:28.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE  IS   IN  AIR.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Awesome !! That was the word and may be beyond when i finished this movie  south korean one- First Love.It was beyond my expectations and really i felt overwhelmed by it.Great youthful story! Good emotions and all the way ,good entertaining flick. Though it refreshed my some of the moribund memories but yet it was a flavour worth taste. Life is no Cindrella's tale yet we cherish all the way some fabulous outcomes.Seems i will be coaxing all my friends to watch this movie.Though saw two movies more- The usual suspects and the Butterfly effect .Both were good in their own ways and i wont exaggerate on how i felt about that movie.Yet I can lavishly sing paean for this Korean movie. Man, if this movie is in your laptop and you are still planning to seee, i vouch for it ,will be thorough entertainment. With approx half of the students leaving for home and training classes ending (though already finished for me) , seems nice time seeing these great movies.Out of 7, 3 down today.. Well ! seems hangover of movie (first love) still lies in my head but i loathe to be romantic at this moment when i am feeling sleepy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;adios !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-2777757588915463548?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/2777757588915463548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=2777757588915463548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2777757588915463548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2777757588915463548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-is-in-air.html' title='LOVE  IS   IN  AIR.....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-3356114452535138071</id><published>2007-06-20T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T15:36:19.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>V  4...mangoes !!  ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;V  4  Vendetta...  umm!   saw     the    flick.   Kind    of   liked   it   but  wanted   desperately  to see    more    of  veiled   man. Natalie  Portman   was  awesome  and    right  now   i  am  busy  downloading    her   wallpapers    from  Santabanta.Oops  !   forgot  to  mention  the  most  important   part.   The    verbiage    though   initially   take   a  toll   on  audience   yet  the  vocabulary   used  is   simply   overwhelming.I   had   to   look   for   a  couple  of  words   in  dictionary   but   anyway ,   above   all   nice  entertainment  packed  play.The  Introduction  of V   to   Evey(Natalie  Portman)    consisting  of   GRE   words    might   be  loathed   by  some  but   i  definitely    enjoyed   it.   Rating   from  me  to  movie:    (7/10)  Soon    after   this  i   had  embarked   on    a   journey   of   seeing     another  movie  ,Korean  one ...First  Love  .But  actually    wanted    to   see   it   with   bit   more   invigorated   way    so    deferred   it   till   tomorrow.No  economic   times    today.No   TOI   today.Anyway  ,  supercool   thing  is  that  i  am   not   feeling    guilty    too   . Anyway ,  talked  to  mamma   ,  told   her  to    get  all  the  mangoes   plucked   from    our    trees   stretched    across  boulevards    to   our  field   so   that   by  time    i will    reach    home,   lip-smacking   pickles, chutney  and  all    sort  of    stuffs   prepared   from  it   can      be     served  to    me. Man,   horrizon  of   pleasures     seem     to   be  looming     and    i   can   feel  those    aroma  ....Ummmmm!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-3356114452535138071?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/3356114452535138071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=3356114452535138071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3356114452535138071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3356114452535138071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/v-4mangoes.html' title='V  4...mangoes !!  ?'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7877143142080590286</id><published>2007-06-19T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T07:59:19.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a  day like other...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well,   there   was      not   any   achievement  this    morning  ( not that  every  morning  i have one)  .Got  up  at  12'0  clock.  Had   slept  at 3.30  am in  the  morning  and  hence  justified  my sleep  by  sleeping  at  a  stretch  of 8 1/2 hrs. So again  same  drudgery,  draaging  myself to attend   those   over-hyped  training  classes.  For   gawd  shakes, it would have been much better   if   i   had   finished   10   novels   during   this   period.  I   seem   to  have    aversions   of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;all   my   technical   knowledge  and   really   am   tired   of    my tryst with technical studies.  Gawd , save me ! Was absent-minded  in class   and   was   irritated ,   somehow  i didn't let myself     appear   in    the   class,   the   way   i   felt.  I   was   pissed   offf   and   as  a   result Punit  had  to  have a  terrible  tryst with   my antagonistic behaviour.    Sorry   Buddy! you know   sometimes   things  dont work in my favour.I was having a tough time with applets.  Though   candidly, it    was  easy   and   interesting .It   was    just that, i missed some instructions    and    was    all    goofed up.Anyways... Things    seems    to    be    now   cool and hardly    five    days   are   left    to   land   at   the   heaven   of   joy ,  Om   sweet  Home... Wanted to   share    some   jokes   but   next    time   should   be   appreciated   for    this..   Now     some    financial   terms....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No  convertibility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;full  convertibility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Current  account  convertibility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Capital  account  convertibility                               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Let   me    first  explain   what  is   convertibility.No   marks   for   guessing   correct.Conversion  of  currency  in  form  of  other  say   rupees   to $  and  vice-versa.First  two  are   reasonably  simple    and   i  am   not   going   to    exaggerate    on    it    rather   i   will   underscore   on  point 3  and  4. Suppose     i    have   2000  million  dollar( Incredible, anyway  i  can  dream)  and  i  want  to  convert  it  into  rupees .Now,  rupees  is   appreciating   against  $   so  i  will  wait  for some    more  time   and then  will  convert   it.Simply   if   i   do  this , countries  whole   economy will   be   in  shambles    and   every  person  like  me  will be    billionaire .So  RBI   checks  this  and  any  decision  regarding  this   is  taken   by  them   so   as   to   control  Inflation,Foreign  Exchange  Reserve  etc. Now , when   a   person   is   capable  of  converting   the  $  into  their  national     currency   , it  is     called     to   be   current   account    convertibility     while   if   a   person   is    able   to   convert  the   currency  in   any    capital    currency,  it   is   said  to  be  capital    account     convertibility.Man  ,    finance   world   is   awesome   and  its   jagrons  interesting   .Anyway,    later   moe  terminologies   shall   be   updated....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-7877143142080590286?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7877143142080590286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7877143142080590286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7877143142080590286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7877143142080590286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-day-like-other.html' title='Just a  day like other...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-875297559007490030</id><published>2007-06-18T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T08:50:40.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grit and Gumption...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is strange yet it has its own damned twist and turns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Never mind ironies! Got up today with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TOI &lt;/span&gt;and was just &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;browsing through paper when one article took my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;interest. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rajat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mishra&lt;/span&gt; , a student of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IMA &lt;/span&gt;(Indian Military&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Academy) on his duty at Baroda ,and while traffic -patrolling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had collided head on to the vehicles. He lost his one limb .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is irony, something which happens to innumerable &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;number of people , almost ubiquitous and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;occuring &lt;/span&gt;in all nooks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and corners of the world .But wait! The gambit was well played &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rajat&lt;/span&gt; who worked hard on his left hand and took odds by &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;his gut. He cleared the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IBS &lt;/span&gt;(HYDERABAD) (Obviously after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;taking GMAT!) and CAT . Finally , got into coveted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IIM&lt;/span&gt;-A.Life's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cruelty was answered in a non- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chalant&lt;/span&gt; manner. This kept on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lingering in my mind towards days proceedings and i was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;not sure what my reaction was. Mixed feeling of emotion, joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and ineluctable stirring in my brain.. Grit &amp;amp; Gumption pave the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;way for fighters and always proves the famous adage."When &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;going gets tough, Tough gets going" .&lt;br /&gt;Seems ,with every day of approaching 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th &lt;/span&gt;i am going restive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Damn! I haven't started project and everyone in my group &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;seems to be complacent as well as dormant. Till now , we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;have not even had a single meeting together. Anyway, i &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;am least bothered about it though lot of things are keeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me engaged . I keep on planning my days ahead and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;how i am going to spend my vacations. Lots of stuff! Downloading &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and all!! Wait, now comes the most interesting moment where &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i can release all my Pent- up frustrations. Network was like a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shit day before yesterday and it was abortive to use net . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt;***d up speed ! Yesterday it was all the more outrageous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one. Whole day , network was pissed and if that was not &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;enough to add to the woes ,even night did not bring a respite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for me. I reminisced those moments when i was boastful of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our floor's net service and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pridely&lt;/span&gt; flaunted my feeling in front &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;of my friends. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ofcourse&lt;/span&gt; , u all have your shares of joy now ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think, it is enough justification for my not attending to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;blogspot &lt;/span&gt;for 2 days continuously. ..Is it?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-875297559007490030?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/875297559007490030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=875297559007490030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/875297559007490030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/875297559007490030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/grit-and-gumption.html' title='Grit and Gumption...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7194680423388180113</id><published>2007-06-14T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:55:38.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of expressions...</title><content type='html'>Why we must act on global issues?It might take a toll om my reader&lt;br /&gt;but please bear with me,this is going to be last post.The recent&lt;br /&gt;G-8 summit did not reach a negotiation what Angela Merkel had hoped&lt;br /&gt;for- A new treaty with binding co2 cut emissions for India ,China&lt;br /&gt;and US.While both India and China were under considerable pressure&lt;br /&gt;but yet they resisted only to "cooperate".India's position on climate&lt;br /&gt;change is simple:&lt;br /&gt;1&gt;Climate change have been caused by developed world,which must bear&lt;br /&gt;the cost of abatement and mitigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt;India is not a significant (GHG) greenhouse gas emitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&gt;It will not accept binding emission cuts without compensation,&lt;br /&gt;  not at the cost of economical growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These position might be good for international negotiations.But as a&lt;br /&gt;policy, it is ethically indefensible,logically and economically &lt;br /&gt;inconsistent and worse- a wasted opportunity.Any takers.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-7194680423388180113?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7194680423388180113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7194680423388180113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7194680423388180113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7194680423388180113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/power-of-expressions.html' title='Power of expressions...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-2573091164226418006</id><published>2007-06-13T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T10:43:10.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology...Global warning..Much more.....!</title><content type='html'>It has really been long and to tell you candidly, there can be&lt;br /&gt;absolutely no excuse for not keeping up to the expectations of &lt;br /&gt;my readers.Afterall you all are my valuable resources.Juggernaut's &lt;br /&gt;concern is acknowledged and i appreciate alpha's view.Actually of&lt;br /&gt; late, i took on new challenges of playing IGI , though i didnt &lt;br /&gt;enjoy it.It seems i am concealing my real thoughts.Well , i definitely &lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it but at the cost of my blogging.That's why i was  frustrated&lt;br /&gt; and frustration surely was an outcome of not keeping up to my &lt;br /&gt;expectations.Of lately i am giving it up so that rest of missions &lt;br /&gt;will  be knocked out during holidays.Well ! It seems the parleys &lt;br /&gt;and meetings  are turning to be farce and there is travesty in whole&lt;br /&gt;issues.China and india, two vehement economy seems on roll and are &lt;br /&gt;ambitious and enthusiastic to reach the "coveted spot" of Developed &lt;br /&gt;economy.US is maintaining its status-quo but it seems to be in clutches&lt;br /&gt;of fears ,both from China and India.Moves and plans of China are a bit &lt;br /&gt;difficult to be acknowledged by uncle Sam unless Dragon itself reveals &lt;br /&gt;its plan.China is no longer dependent on external resources and have &lt;br /&gt;become quite a competitor to US.Anyway, the meeting was held of G-8 &lt;br /&gt;with special invitation to India and Brazil .Well, i do not want myself&lt;br /&gt;to appear braggart but i think ,it was an anticipation that it is going&lt;br /&gt;to be fiasco.It was.Though paper presented in a bit subdued way.German &lt;br /&gt;chancellor Angela Merkel seems to be quite contented by pushing the &lt;br /&gt;target to 2050 but our shirking of the global issues like global warming&lt;br /&gt;is not going to help.Not to us and in no cost to our posterities.India&lt;br /&gt;and China , are reluctant to cut down emission since they are not still the "Developed economy" and industrialisation only seems the way.US is&lt;br /&gt;adamant to sign any protocol and travesty is, that it is contributor ,&lt;br /&gt;altruist one, to global warming.I think,the solution of global warming &lt;br /&gt;lies in very inchoating stages where we the general people are going to &lt;br /&gt;play an important role."Lightening off"on Eiffel tower was a remarkable&lt;br /&gt;move in this regard .More like this should be ingrained in the human.We &lt;br /&gt;are 1 billion people,right! 1 billion sapling at this stage is certainly &lt;br /&gt;going to have its compounding impact till 2050.It's easy saying rather &lt;br /&gt;done but these will matter.Atleast the things i have not given thought &lt;br /&gt;of,i will do it and now seems to be propitious moment.I am not going to &lt;br /&gt;spend this holidays at Hyderabad or Mumbai ,but at my sweet home and &lt;br /&gt;going to plant all the way my commodious house with saplins." Charity &lt;br /&gt;begins at home.........."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-2573091164226418006?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/2573091164226418006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=2573091164226418006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2573091164226418006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/2573091164226418006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/apologyglobal-warningmuch-more.html' title='Apology...Global warning..Much more.....!'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-5600022922526111467</id><published>2007-06-08T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:02:41.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resilient  strikes....</title><content type='html'>The fighter is one whose spirit is never down.Only because it&lt;br /&gt;has no other choice.Only because choices have already been made.&lt;br /&gt;Choices  of  pugilist  are very few.Their only ultimate aim is&lt;br /&gt;to outwit every move made by their adversaries.The real fighter&lt;br /&gt;succeeds but sometimes the opponent is much quicker who keeps&lt;br /&gt;on baffling you as if you are a new-kid on the block.To envisage&lt;br /&gt;characters here is not big issue.We ,the homosapiens are fighters&lt;br /&gt;and life is a clever $ quick wit opponent.It challenges us at all&lt;br /&gt;steps of our life.One such challenge was posed and the gambit&lt;br /&gt;which really took me by surprise was that i let it outmove me.&lt;br /&gt;Sense of frustrations and furore of rage was within me but i was&lt;br /&gt;able to hide it when result was declared.Did i hide it?At the&lt;br /&gt;sametime , my mind was lull .It was not that i worked hard and&lt;br /&gt;didnt get good marks.But rather it was a reverse.I am afraid ,&lt;br /&gt;yet a sea of satisfaction keeps on my spirit to let go any&lt;br /&gt;frustrations.It's  better to deserve and not get it rather than&lt;br /&gt;get and not deserving it.Things seem murkier in short run but in&lt;br /&gt;longrun it is always helpful.I was devastated yet complacent.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life seems cool now as we have already passed the acid&lt;br /&gt;taste of surviving through 7 subjects.Resilient strikes again&lt;br /&gt;because the pertinacious nature of fighter will not let it &lt;br /&gt;go away wasted.Resilient strikes again only to stretch the rope&lt;br /&gt;of victory further.........the game has begun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-5600022922526111467?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/5600022922526111467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=5600022922526111467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5600022922526111467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5600022922526111467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/resilient-strikes.html' title='Resilient  strikes....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-6428669333237569659</id><published>2007-06-05T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T13:23:06.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serene Nights.............</title><content type='html'>When  you are constantly  occupied with some thoughts,you find&lt;br /&gt;out  a  way to vent out your pent-up thoughts.Tonight  while &lt;br /&gt;sitting under those  moonlights,  these three (Ravi,Punit &amp; me) &lt;br /&gt;seemed to be lost sometimes ahead in time as willingly as sometimes&lt;br /&gt;in their past.There were revelations, expurgation of misunder-&lt;br /&gt;standing and much more.But what they all had common was that&lt;br /&gt; pure innocent thoughts never blurred anyone's expression.&lt;br /&gt;Confessions,remorse and some even unshed tears could be felt.&lt;br /&gt;It was time to tie  the knot of  friendship  stronger  enough &lt;br /&gt; so that there is not  even a slight  bit of hesitation in &lt;br /&gt;their mind.Time seemed to roll and thoughts  rolled too  yet &lt;br /&gt;there was stiff competition among them who would outdo whom.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly  telling, i never wanted to get up even if it was 1 AM &lt;br /&gt;of wednesday.(Mind u,we were talking since 7.30 evening).It &lt;br /&gt;will be a great trouble to pinpoint who  was more talkative  &lt;br /&gt;since everyone has earned themselves good point.I have &lt;br /&gt;always been an enthusiast talker and i see this a common bridge&lt;br /&gt; among all of my dear  friends.(Amresh u too!).So lot of timepass&lt;br /&gt; but  in the midst of these  i am  too tired  to read today's  TOI &lt;br /&gt;&amp; Economic times.Anyway regular routine from tomorrow.From what &lt;br /&gt; i can see headline  on my table  is that there is again a &lt;br /&gt;possibility of merger  between  two domestic airlines Go Air &amp; &lt;br /&gt;Paramount.Rest  will be talked  later.Guys, let me  tell u one thing &lt;br /&gt;that  i am full  of gratitude for  all those concerns you all are &lt;br /&gt;having for me.I really  admire and appreciate your views.Feeling sleepy &lt;br /&gt;but will surf for an hour atleast.BYE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The  woods  are  lovely  , dark and deep&lt;br /&gt; But  i have promises to keep and &lt;br /&gt; miles to go before i sleep,and&lt;br /&gt; miles to go before i sleep...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-6428669333237569659?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/6428669333237569659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=6428669333237569659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6428669333237569659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/6428669333237569659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/serene-nights.html' title='Serene Nights.............'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-5669451310355030622</id><published>2007-06-03T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T04:37:40.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriages.......</title><content type='html'>The great month of marriages,alliances ,mergers and acquisitions.&lt;br /&gt;Every act of aviation and telecom sector seems propitious  for&lt;br /&gt;investors.This year has seen it all, GDP still going strong at&lt;br /&gt;9.4 , inflation hitting all time low at 5.06.Aha !! seems every&lt;br /&gt;thing is hunky-dory about indian  economy .As suggested in survey&lt;br /&gt;by top investment bank Goldman Sachs BRIC (Brazil,Russia,India and&lt;br /&gt;China)is going to surpass all the wealthy nations by 2050 and we&lt;br /&gt;indians are complacent enough to play our part equally.Telecom&lt;br /&gt;sector is booming .There is contemplation that idea will buy or&lt;br /&gt;bid for a stake in spice telecom and with this will venture into&lt;br /&gt;the states of Punjab and Karnataka ,still a virgin territory for&lt;br /&gt;IDEA .There was also indication of spice bidding for iDEA which&lt;br /&gt;at this moment does not seem possible as IDEA is seven times &lt;br /&gt;bigger than spice. Clearly right now, Sunil Mittal's AIRTEL is&lt;br /&gt;clearly ahead of all its rivals but still there is pie available&lt;br /&gt;for all players.Telecom knowledge will be updated more after my&lt;br /&gt;explorations and analysation of market.What this time i am&lt;br /&gt;excited enough to tell u is about the marriages between the&lt;br /&gt;various airlines.Now after lot of contemplation and reading&lt;br /&gt;between lines (Captain Gopinath's statement :Air-Deccan is from&lt;br /&gt;MARS and KINGFISHER is from Venus)appears that Mars and Venus&lt;br /&gt;is heading on for merging together and becoming a single entity.&lt;br /&gt;Vijay Mallya (chairman of UB groups and Kingfisher airlines) ,&lt;br /&gt;one of my most admired corporate personality for living his&lt;br /&gt;lavish lifestyle and flambuoyant nature seems to be heading in&lt;br /&gt;right direction earlier navigating UB groups to be second largest&lt;br /&gt;wine and spirit maker and now having a stake of 26% in Air-Deccan.&lt;br /&gt;This is going to set a new heights for LCC( low cost carrier).they&lt;br /&gt;continue to hold together 33% of indian air.Earlier there was &lt;br /&gt;alliances when Jet took over Air sahara, again merger of Indian&lt;br /&gt;airlines and Air India.Whatever the scenario,its time for &lt;br /&gt;investors for rejoicing  those who have had gumption to invest&lt;br /&gt;in aviation sector.Again  Tata tea is having a stake of Rs 115&lt;br /&gt;crore in Mount Everest .Earlier it had sold its 30 %stake in Glaceau&lt;br /&gt;to COKE at a cool price of $ 1.02 billion approximately.Tata tea&lt;br /&gt;is already a big player of beverages with tetley , Eight o'clock&lt;br /&gt;in its kitty.UK's tetley was bought in 2000 for $ 407 million and&lt;br /&gt;US eight o 'clock last june for approx. 215 million.Tetley is&lt;br /&gt;considered to be a big deal of Tata conglomerate of salt to&lt;br /&gt;software after the successful TATA CORUS deal.Tata is still going&lt;br /&gt;strong and have all the way led to pioneering growth of indian&lt;br /&gt;economy.It seems now,my every sunday will be about mergers and&lt;br /&gt;acquisition.I have had ,though little late , a slight interest in&lt;br /&gt;marriages (ofcourse Corporate sector....??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-5669451310355030622?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/5669451310355030622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=5669451310355030622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5669451310355030622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/5669451310355030622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/06/marriages.html' title='Marriages.......'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-1451836631395491046</id><published>2007-06-02T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T04:34:38.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-1451836631395491046?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-890393612809926082</id><published>2007-05-31T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:22:04.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Never matters.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How many times we have cursed ourselves vehemently and asked  god to turn around adverse or unfavourable situation.Ironically  even if it happened so, we were solely responsible for turnaround.Success needs imagination .Imagination to be at those coveted feat requires persistent dreams.Dreams forces you to work and suddenly u feel that your every move has begun acted according to you.Your honesty contributes a big part to your success.Preparing for management needs time management and i am poor at that.Wait ! the reason is ostensible because i let it be.I let sometimes loose myself so that when  i come back , the force have to be much greater.I have no grievances against god. Luck defy  and eludes me.It seemingly not favours but what is on bright side is that it even dont deny what i deserve. I have been endowed with parents who didnt allow me any hedonism at childhood and yet spent altruistically  on my academics.I dont have any grievances against god .Despite making me deprived of certain things, it gave me other things in abundance.Today when i  look back what i lost is nothing compared to what i have gained.Candidly speaking, i do think of someone who dont deserve it but it acts as motivation rather than deterration. I have been fortified with such brothers and sisters who have stood by me thick and thin.What is greatness in this? Doesn't everyone support their kith and kin? I agree but sometimes despite their love , i feel guilty.I dont deserve love because sometimes i have deprived them of truth. Past never matters but when u aim for star, u want to feel light.I dont know , i have been restless these days.I dont know what kind of insecurity is this but yet i feel miserable.I dont know why.How can a person become successful when he forces himself.Things should have flow.so what i am beginning to do is have a perfect 20 mins reserved for yoga.Sometimes i am so thoughtful and worried that i find out exactly there is nothing to worry about.Excellence always comes as a biproduct of interest.When you enjoy something, u are bound to suceed , come what may.I know this , i still remember my last IIT screening where after coming out of centre in campus , i saw towards sky and laughed.Just to prove something what i was not, i wasted my two precious year. Its nothing that i learnt from this mistake.I didnt learn. I landed in KIIT and am approximately half-engineer.Ask me what i studied in first sem, i will gape and ironically i will be called , god - damned engineer.I hate this and i think i can not describe how much i hate myself.I am doing things which i dont want to do.I can survive but survival is not my issue in life.I want to excel but how can i excel in things which i dont enjoy.I cant force myself.Every force will give a reason to survive and I dont want that force to obscure and eclipse my passion and knack for which i am made.Its true ,had engineering been only criteria to get admission in IIMS , i would have restrained myself.But after learning stories of people like me who made it to IIM ,who condemned themselves and forced themselves to excel , i will force myself too , to excel not to survive.IIM is not IIT. Preparation for IIT itself was boring because i did not have any knack for core technical issues and i rather forced myself to enjoy.On the contrary , the real life issues, even maths like geometry,mensuration,TIME,and all real stuff fascinates me.Every aspect of a management graduate fascinates me.Look ! Here comes the difference.I am enjoying the process itself so result is automatically going to be in favour.I love to challenge myself but only for thing which i really crave for.On the good part,i have started enjoying economic times , things that really matters.I might falter in short run but what i can see ahead is remarkable life waiting for me.I am going through phase which will pass .NO passion is greater than passion to be a top management graduate.Nothing comes in between..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when i asked god for courage,he gave me difficult situations to face,&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for brain &amp;amp; brown,he gave puzzles of life to solve,&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for wealth, he showed me way to work hard,&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for happiness, he showed me some unhappy people,&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for favors, he showed me opportunities to work hard,&lt;br /&gt;when i asked god for peace, he showed me how to help others,&lt;br /&gt;GOD GAVE ME NOTHING I WANTED, IT GAVE ME EVERYTHING I NEEDED."&lt;br /&gt;         - swami Vivekanand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-890393612809926082?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/890393612809926082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=890393612809926082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/890393612809926082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/890393612809926082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/past-never-matters.html' title='Past Never matters.....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-3389276930524896786</id><published>2007-05-30T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T02:57:30.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep slumber...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, at this moment when i am again shedding away my&lt;br /&gt;thoughts , i am having a quite few contradictions and&lt;br /&gt;conflict within myself .Why should i write everyday?&lt;br /&gt;The process is frolic and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;enjoyesome&lt;/span&gt; but when thoughts&lt;br /&gt;die , writing seems taxing.Wait  !  do thoughts die?&lt;br /&gt;never!! Brand's equity famous brand results are out&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NOKIA&lt;/span&gt; seems to be top achiever by foraying into&lt;br /&gt;a rank of 4.Colgate remains &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;numero&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uno&lt;/span&gt; and have maintained&lt;br /&gt;its status &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;quo&lt;/span&gt;.The fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt; had stupendous success,&lt;br /&gt;should not be a surprising element since it covers almost&lt;br /&gt;half of the entire cellular market.I still remember my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt;-3515 which was a lower-priced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;comodity&lt;/span&gt; but it was&lt;br /&gt;robust enough to be handled by me.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how many&lt;br /&gt;times i have dropped it and then picked up without&lt;br /&gt;bothering to check whether it worked fine.Do i have to&lt;br /&gt;say, it always did. Without even second thought, a brand&lt;br /&gt;had become a promise which was delivered.What then follows&lt;br /&gt;is mouth-advertising or call it Buzz - marketing.A brand&lt;br /&gt;is like a promise which when delivered and rises &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;br /&gt;expectations ,it becomes our trademark.What could follow&lt;br /&gt;sometimes is a passionate debate in support of it.But if&lt;br /&gt;the same promise (or commodity) delivered falls against&lt;br /&gt;our hope ,the same thing happens ...Buzz-marketing and&lt;br /&gt;all but in negative way.Though there is nothing specific&lt;br /&gt;brand i vouch for as student and before fixing one ,i am&lt;br /&gt;open to all but yet there are something i would always&lt;br /&gt;look out for.Like TITAN .No matter whether new features of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tommy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hilfiger&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Espirito&lt;/span&gt;,Rolex arrives , i am always&lt;br /&gt;going to rely on TITAN (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Apna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;desi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;TATA&lt;/span&gt; product).Who knows&lt;br /&gt;after  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;geeting&lt;/span&gt; a job in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;TCS&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt; conglomerate companies,&lt;br /&gt;i might end up getting a rebate.But that's altogether a&lt;br /&gt;different story.Coming to politics cum industry, the statement&lt;br /&gt;by PM that wages of CEO should be reduced have led to raise&lt;br /&gt;quite a ripple in almost all the nook and corners of the&lt;br /&gt;corporate sector.Even chairman of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;CII&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Bharti&lt;/span&gt; was in&lt;br /&gt;negation.Since the review and editorials were inundated regarding&lt;br /&gt;this , i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; owe my explanations but anyway to conclude,&lt;br /&gt;it would  suffice to say on my part that CEO earnings can't&lt;br /&gt;directly or indirectly relate to eradication of poverty or&lt;br /&gt;controlling of inflation or whatever scenario it is.Today,&lt;br /&gt;at top level, management is going through crisis and hence&lt;br /&gt;in lieu to check this companies earmark and spend quite a&lt;br /&gt;money on their wages. I think, it is justified.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-3389276930524896786?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/3389276930524896786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=3389276930524896786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3389276930524896786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3389276930524896786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/deep-slumber.html' title='Deep slumber...'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-8416973362586494587</id><published>2007-05-29T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:34:43.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autonomy power...IITS  &amp; IIMS..</title><content type='html'>There was a passionate debate and a column was benignly&lt;br /&gt;devoted towards whether institute like IITS and IIMS &lt;br /&gt;should enjoy autonomy powers or their power should be&lt;br /&gt;vested in the hands of government.&lt;br /&gt;                                Institues like IIMS and&lt;br /&gt;IITS were obviously started with the initiation of govt&lt;br /&gt;and these  were accountable to government for their &lt;br /&gt;performance .Role of government has its own credibility&lt;br /&gt;and is an asset if role played by them is justifiable.&lt;br /&gt;Basically the debate was that should there be fund-&lt;br /&gt;allocation by government and these institutes should be&lt;br /&gt;a loyal to govt or to provide them free status or no&lt;br /&gt;accountability by stripping them of the funds.Now let &lt;br /&gt;us talk something bitter and current state of iits and &lt;br /&gt;iims.Both of them suffer a serious problem. IIM is&lt;br /&gt;handicapped in the way  that there is few research &lt;br /&gt;going in such world -class institutes and not surprisingly&lt;br /&gt;none of the institute owes its credibility to world&lt;br /&gt;ranking.In top 100 colleges, its ironical not to have&lt;br /&gt;a single management college from india.People know &lt;br /&gt;IIMS because of fat pay-package and production of some&lt;br /&gt;quality brain manager.Economy is booming and thats &lt;br /&gt;why everything looks so flashy.Come to the ground zero&lt;br /&gt;and think ,introspect , have a real analysis and u will&lt;br /&gt;find out why these management colleges are  not the &lt;br /&gt;numero uno (atleast in world ranking).Colleges rankings&lt;br /&gt;are based on the succesful alumnis, research fields,&lt;br /&gt;faculties and several other factors.And ironically&lt;br /&gt;as chair professor of IIM ,Bangalore have  clearly stated&lt;br /&gt;"There are few vasisths in the country who can judge what&lt;br /&gt;is good quality research.The faculty has to seek yardsticks&lt;br /&gt;outside the country in reputed journals  and even tailor &lt;br /&gt;their research to meet their criteria." That ,ofcourse &lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean that we dont have quality profs but certainly&lt;br /&gt;a vested interest in research is needed by so called quality&lt;br /&gt;students and profs.This is about IIM where every seat is&lt;br /&gt;coveted by student so fanatically.&lt;br /&gt;                         Now here comes the role of IIT.IITS&lt;br /&gt;are said to have best brains.Did anyone introspect why students&lt;br /&gt;(iitians) who opt for higher studies in US never ever think &lt;br /&gt;even once to carry their studies in almamater which nurtured&lt;br /&gt;them so nicely for undergraduate studies.why are there m.tech&lt;br /&gt;students only those who have had their engineering degree either&lt;br /&gt;from govt. regional colleges or some lesser known colleges.&lt;br /&gt;Last year out of 7000 students who entered hallowed portals of&lt;br /&gt;iits ,3300(approx.. data  i guess from TOI)were students of&lt;br /&gt;kota preparing for these coveted institutes.They might not be&lt;br /&gt;the best brain but yet they had knack for cracking these tests&lt;br /&gt;because they were prepared by handful of experienced teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Though IITS have tried to be a step ahead by causing variations&lt;br /&gt;every year in the question paper but still it is not able to&lt;br /&gt;filter the talent.Initially people getting into these institutes&lt;br /&gt;feel bloated with confidence but not everyone is able to&lt;br /&gt;cope up with pressure.It is right that some of the best brains&lt;br /&gt;henceforth comes under the umbrella of NITS at the cost of some&lt;br /&gt;of the prepared students who get through IITS.Anyway i am a &lt;br /&gt;loser since i have spent my two years striving for the things &lt;br /&gt;which i knew (ofcourse , i have power of deja-vu!...sometimes&lt;br /&gt;it shows..),i will not succeed at.&lt;br /&gt;                            Ofcourse, coming to the point that&lt;br /&gt;is the reason why every iitians need not succeed in every field.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall , in real life noone can prepare u to take the combat&lt;br /&gt;hand in hand predictably.In real life , this is what  gives&lt;br /&gt;blows to the aspirations.Now, the moot question ,should these&lt;br /&gt;institute  be autonomised?And here is the summary.Government&lt;br /&gt;should have its interest but their interest should be such&lt;br /&gt;as the institute must be given a certain target to achieve.Now&lt;br /&gt;who should set target?The target must be set by highly keen &lt;br /&gt;&amp; educated politicians,Top notch bureaucrats,successful entre-&lt;br /&gt;preneur.Now that should not be a surprise since target will &lt;br /&gt;be set in correpondence to the university like Georgia in terms&lt;br /&gt;of research , quality.Quantity of quality will not matter since&lt;br /&gt;India is a big country.Rest assured if only govt keep all its&lt;br /&gt;political propaganda away from these institutes, they can &lt;br /&gt;flourish.Can u expect an architect to build a software for u&lt;br /&gt;,no,then how can u ask politics to nurture education?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-8416973362586494587?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/8416973362586494587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=8416973362586494587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8416973362586494587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8416973362586494587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/autonomy-poweriits-iims.html' title='Autonomy power...IITS  &amp; IIMS..'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-8690714441205276027</id><published>2007-05-28T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:00:36.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sultry summer....</title><content type='html'>After lot of thoughts ,i found out that i need to learn html.&lt;br /&gt;When i visit other's blogs , i feel i am not doing any justice&lt;br /&gt;to my blog by keeping it extremely simple .Anyway that is different&lt;br /&gt;story and i wont like to stretch on it.So much awited LINUX test&lt;br /&gt;was taken and ofcourse i fared little well than my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;So what else! I have not been able to go through my economic times&lt;br /&gt;since 2 days, and i am feeling damned guilty.No, ofcourse i had&lt;br /&gt;an excuse of LINUX test but then how much i prepared, i only know.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I dont know why but I miss  my parents too much these days&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do in the evening  and sultry summer of BBSR always imposes&lt;br /&gt;on me a reminiscence  of fragrance  of my home and i become nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;How excited was when i asked mumma if mangoes will remain available&lt;br /&gt;till  JULY? We have our training and then only we can be liberated&lt;br /&gt;in a way i want to be.It's nothing like it's haunting but such&lt;br /&gt;scorching sun reinforces u to sometime think in the way u dont&lt;br /&gt;want to think of.&lt;br /&gt;              But else apart, BBSR is still a good place during evening&lt;br /&gt;time and the evening part is a respite to the bruised soul. &lt;br /&gt;One site now i am regularly going to visit is http://indianeconomy.org/&lt;br /&gt;Afterall i have found a way to leverage myself  in this section and&lt;br /&gt;i must confess ,indian economy is interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-8690714441205276027?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/8690714441205276027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=8690714441205276027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8690714441205276027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8690714441205276027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/sultry-summer.html' title='Sultry summer....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-7294983105827810813</id><published>2007-05-27T03:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T03:55:45.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" MADE IN JAPAN"</title><content type='html'>Generally  after a couple of day's hardwork (Read:ideal&lt;br /&gt;routine following), i go back to slumber and find myself&lt;br /&gt;deviating from my priorities.It's nothing new, it has&lt;br /&gt;been happening with me since my childhood but then with&lt;br /&gt;time everything have improved.Will to succeed have surpassed&lt;br /&gt;the fleeting moments of pleasures i used to have with my&lt;br /&gt;shenanigans. Exactly i cant say, but roughly i have idea,&lt;br /&gt;now  everything have  started turning a bit better in my&lt;br /&gt;life.I have become a bit controlled and flow of emotions&lt;br /&gt;too generally dont take place instantaneously.I dont spend&lt;br /&gt;time on useless thoughts and neither i dream .Once bitten&lt;br /&gt;twice shy.I have had my shares of emotions , grief ,pleasures&lt;br /&gt;and candidly speaking i have no regret from my life.&lt;br /&gt;                    I have finished an autobiography of Akio&lt;br /&gt;Morita ,co-founder of SONY.And i must tell u  i was mesmerised&lt;br /&gt;by the way he along with his peer's thinking have  placed&lt;br /&gt;JAPAN a minuscle spot on the globe ,blinking so glaringly,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes even US seems to be tiny of their thoughts.JAPAN&lt;br /&gt;almost less than half of the size of North-America ,is almost&lt;br /&gt;a member of almost all important assembly of the world, be it&lt;br /&gt;G-8,UN organisation,or any decision making body of this world.&lt;br /&gt;They hold an immaculate position and render their service in&lt;br /&gt;almost all domain of the spheres.&lt;br /&gt;                But this transformation has a long story to&lt;br /&gt;be revealed and Akio-Morita played an important role in &lt;br /&gt;transforming  such a tiny country to such a great role-player.&lt;br /&gt;Today Yamaha,Toyota,Nissan,Suzuki in vehicles , Sony ,Toshiba&lt;br /&gt;etc in electronic consumer goods rules the roost.But hardly&lt;br /&gt;everyone is aware of their story of transformation.Japan,a&lt;br /&gt;country to which only god provided raw-material is water, now&lt;br /&gt;produces nails to planes ,and that too of best quality.&lt;br /&gt;                 When Japan was destroyed  by nuke of US&lt;br /&gt;in the second world-war, two of its city being  sabotaged&lt;br /&gt;completely , none would have thought that they will be&lt;br /&gt;able to survive it.They not only survived but was soon to &lt;br /&gt;become a force of the world which will not go unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;       Story of Japan continues in next series......and &lt;br /&gt;ofcourse  Akio Morita too....Afterall he had been a &lt;br /&gt;phenomenal leader in making of JAPAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-7294983105827810813?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/7294983105827810813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=7294983105827810813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7294983105827810813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/7294983105827810813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/made-in-japan_27.html' title='&quot; MADE IN JAPAN&quot;'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-921215429048551012</id><published>2007-05-27T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T03:26:03.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" MADE IN JAPAN"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-921215429048551012?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/921215429048551012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=921215429048551012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/921215429048551012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/921215429048551012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/made-in-japan.html' title='&quot; MADE IN JAPAN&quot;'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-1944331865230575470</id><published>2007-05-25T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T11:41:14.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My commitment....</title><content type='html'>I am in the mid of one of the most interesting&lt;br /&gt;movie of Nicolas Cage "NATIONAL TREASURE" and&lt;br /&gt;wanted to finish it.But then i remembered ,i&lt;br /&gt;missed my blogging yesterday and i can't let it&lt;br /&gt;happen today.This is one of the  some commitment&lt;br /&gt;through which i have been.Shirking of the&lt;br /&gt;responsibility  and somehow pushing it is not&lt;br /&gt;my way atleast when i have planned that in life&lt;br /&gt;now everything has to go on according to me."IF&lt;br /&gt;u want to extract more out of urself, push urself&lt;br /&gt;to the brink of limit and set a goal out of urself".&lt;br /&gt;       Obviously , a hard task-master always show&lt;br /&gt;and prove that u are capable of much more than u &lt;br /&gt;think.Every individual is unique and no matter&lt;br /&gt;what their grievances are,they all can succeed if&lt;br /&gt;they have strong will for their goal.To achieve&lt;br /&gt;the goal is never easy but that is exactly why goals&lt;br /&gt;hold a special place in our heart and whenever we&lt;br /&gt;do certain things ,we do an introspection whether&lt;br /&gt;what we are doing is going to help me achieve our &lt;br /&gt;goal? When we find it will, then we become enthusiastic&lt;br /&gt;for our work and do it with alcrity.&lt;br /&gt;               That is a justification for my seeing&lt;br /&gt;movies.Movies take me to a imaginary world where&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i am in the skin of character and feel&lt;br /&gt;the vicarious thrill.Movies help me in my listening&lt;br /&gt;skills and i take a great solace in it since i am &lt;br /&gt;very bad listener.But then ,things have gradually &lt;br /&gt;started improving  and i can see, i am more relaxed&lt;br /&gt;now when i see movies.Watching movies and Reading&lt;br /&gt;novels take me to the heaven of pleasures where i&lt;br /&gt;can chose to be what i want to be or what i am not.&lt;br /&gt;                 As i was not sure what i should &lt;br /&gt;write, see movies came as a saviour and helped me&lt;br /&gt;to communicate my feelings.From what an 1/2 n hour&lt;br /&gt;movie i have seen,National Treasure is one thing&lt;br /&gt;for sure going to be exciting and thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;             Take care.I will catch u all again&lt;br /&gt;and next time probably with some academic  stuff.&lt;br /&gt;..........  Till then , BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-1944331865230575470?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/1944331865230575470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=1944331865230575470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1944331865230575470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/1944331865230575470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-commitment.html' title='My commitment....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-4422591224918332416</id><published>2007-05-23T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T08:55:47.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To  Strive for.....</title><content type='html'>Basically i have  no idea what to write today&lt;br /&gt;but wait, ofcourse  i have  to write something&lt;br /&gt;as i have started spending time dilligently&lt;br /&gt;on ECONOMIC TIMES.And first thing which i want&lt;br /&gt;to convey is that even if someone is not interested&lt;br /&gt;in management stuff,they should have a feel of&lt;br /&gt;potential market atleast a bit.&lt;br /&gt;                            Today two contradictory&lt;br /&gt;word which i found out is LIABILITY &amp; ASSETS-these&lt;br /&gt;economic words, i will have to admit are interesting&lt;br /&gt;one and i see myself as a potential professional in&lt;br /&gt;it so i think i will have to spend some time analysing.&lt;br /&gt;What is first step i took in this regard?&lt;br /&gt;I may forget my TOI but everyday for rest of life&lt;br /&gt;i will have to spend time with it.Afterall ,its fun.&lt;br /&gt;As far as  economical jargons are considered,i think&lt;br /&gt;with time i will be comfortable with it.After all&lt;br /&gt;my famous dialogue" Changes does not happen overnight"&lt;br /&gt;So what about liability and assets:&lt;br /&gt;                 After mulling a lot on these words,i&lt;br /&gt;found out that right now i am liability to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I am surviving and my existence is because of them. &lt;br /&gt;Once i start earning  and when i will become a helping&lt;br /&gt;hand, i think i will become asset to them.So u mark &lt;br /&gt;my words ,Liability and Assets are contradictory terms.&lt;br /&gt;When u are asset to company ie u are able to generate&lt;br /&gt;a revenue ,u are sought after but once  u become a&lt;br /&gt;liability to them ie less productive ,they will just&lt;br /&gt;throw you out.One thing more-US IT people are more&lt;br /&gt;productive and they are able to generate a revenue &lt;br /&gt;approximately ten times than their indian counterparts.&lt;br /&gt;I have started to spend time for better understanding&lt;br /&gt;of INFLATION, FOREX RESERVE etc.&lt;br /&gt;                              May be from tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;onwards u all can have one economic words and a&lt;br /&gt;brief summary or discussion on it.Till that time&lt;br /&gt;allow me to take a breather (Breather is basically &lt;br /&gt;a short pause but here ....its ok..dont mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I have to prepare for LINUX &lt;br /&gt;test so that i wont have to look here and there&lt;br /&gt;during my exams.TAKE CARE.BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-4422591224918332416?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/4422591224918332416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=4422591224918332416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4422591224918332416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/4422591224918332416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-strive-for.html' title='To  Strive for.....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-9150060313701594335</id><published>2007-05-21T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T08:25:48.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right of VANDALISM to freedom of rights</title><content type='html'>Time and  again i  have been pondering over&lt;br /&gt;this issue.Are  we living in democratic nation?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we still in some sort of shackles ?&lt;br /&gt;People  aren't  able  to express their opinion&lt;br /&gt;and if at all they dare to do ,they have to&lt;br /&gt;pay price.A price sometimes so hefty that it&lt;br /&gt;is difficult to assess.&lt;br /&gt;                      When a man pursues art&lt;br /&gt;and is enthusiastic about it and when try&lt;br /&gt;to display his skills, he is targeted by&lt;br /&gt;fundamentalists,RSS,Bajrang Dal for display&lt;br /&gt;of his affection towards art.When Dean comes&lt;br /&gt;in for rescue , he is being penalised and forced&lt;br /&gt;to quit the incumbent job.That's what exactly&lt;br /&gt;happened in M S university of Vadodara.Come&lt;br /&gt;valentine day, and all fundamentalists  seems&lt;br /&gt;to be waiting for it so that people remember&lt;br /&gt;it as vandalism day.The couples are targeted &lt;br /&gt;and police appear to be helpless.Is this the&lt;br /&gt;price they have to pay to live in democratic&lt;br /&gt;nation ?&lt;br /&gt;       When a celebrity like Aamir Khan advocate&lt;br /&gt;the cause of rehabilitation during Narmada &lt;br /&gt;Bachao andolan , fundamentalists attack  and&lt;br /&gt;tries to raise communal issues.Is this a secular&lt;br /&gt;nation?&lt;br /&gt;     Movies like Parzania and Fanaa are banned&lt;br /&gt;in Gujarat even though it has been approved&lt;br /&gt;by censor-board.&lt;br /&gt;         Vandalism force always need a cause&lt;br /&gt;and a reason for targeting innocent mass and&lt;br /&gt;ours being a secular and democratic nation&lt;br /&gt;still provide them with ample opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;It seems fundamental rights require revision.&lt;br /&gt;Is constitution listening???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-9150060313701594335?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/9150060313701594335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=9150060313701594335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/9150060313701594335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/9150060313701594335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/right-of-vandalism-to-freedom-of-rights.html' title='Right of VANDALISM to freedom of rights'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-8235738224345416552</id><published>2007-05-20T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T10:24:56.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I COULDN'T  WAIT.....</title><content type='html'>Every person wants  to be great achiever&lt;br /&gt;but few  want  to  pay price for it.What&lt;br /&gt;is  it which causes  our failure?I think&lt;br /&gt;this is  no rocket-science  because every&lt;br /&gt;one knows  their  strengths  and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about  great , mind u ,it does&lt;br /&gt;not underscore the  great people like gandhi,&lt;br /&gt;Bill gates, Benjamin Franklin,and all great&lt;br /&gt;personality.I am in context of our daily to&lt;br /&gt;daily achievement and feeling of  those great&lt;br /&gt;moments of satisfaction. I have seen misery&lt;br /&gt;all around me.Those who  are satiated seems &lt;br /&gt;miserable  because they don't even understand&lt;br /&gt;what they  can be ,what their power is.Those&lt;br /&gt;who are too overambitious seems miserable to&lt;br /&gt;me because they forget to  enjoy the moment&lt;br /&gt;inwhich  they live.They sacrifice it  for &lt;br /&gt;planning.Friends, life is a beautiful gift &lt;br /&gt;bestowed to us by god so  that we can experience&lt;br /&gt;human emotions.People's race ,cast, creed ,&lt;br /&gt;etnicity,religion varies but  human emotions&lt;br /&gt;not.Doesn't we  cry over the movie like SADMA&lt;br /&gt;(Kamal Haasan),Pursuit of happiness ?Doesn't&lt;br /&gt;we all cry when we feel pain? But we become&lt;br /&gt;sometimes so stoic to someone like us, forget &lt;br /&gt;in god's family we  are related to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Why this jealousy ,why  this pain, why we&lt;br /&gt;are jealous of someone's other success, why &lt;br /&gt;we feel sometimes we are superior to  others?&lt;br /&gt;All this is miserable. I am miserable too ,&lt;br /&gt;i have been bitten by the venom of jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;when it's poison took grip of  my whole body,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even know that.Sometimes ambience &lt;br /&gt;around me  mattered , sometimes it forced but &lt;br /&gt;only because i  was weak.Tomorrow onwards ,i&lt;br /&gt;have no room for venom,why tomorrow ,today &lt;br /&gt;from this moment itself.Forgive me Bhaiya,had&lt;br /&gt;i been rude to u , forgive me mandal uncle&lt;br /&gt;wherever u are , i was  too weak to understand&lt;br /&gt;what u cared about me.Forgive me my friends&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even know  when i hart everyone indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;It has come back to me so strongly.Forgive me &lt;br /&gt;Amresh for whatever little fight we had, i was&lt;br /&gt;sometimes unable to control my weakness.Forgive &lt;br /&gt;me my love , i was not good enough for u . I was&lt;br /&gt;weak ,how could i have been a strength to u.God&lt;br /&gt;gave me  every sign to change myself, but i failed &lt;br /&gt;to understand.U are great person ,atleast at this&lt;br /&gt;moment i  am not afraid to commit it. U were the&lt;br /&gt;best thing which happened to me and u were the &lt;br /&gt;sign of god .But i failed to understand.Whole world&lt;br /&gt;looked to be conspiring against me only so that &lt;br /&gt;i could have  suceeded .FORGIVE me SAI BABA, i &lt;br /&gt;have sometimes even doubted ur will .How poor i&lt;br /&gt;have been? Forgive me PAPA - MUMMY, i hated&lt;br /&gt;when u gave me responsibility,but little did&lt;br /&gt;i understand that a person can not grow without&lt;br /&gt;responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks BABA, after all these darkness&lt;br /&gt;still there is dawn of hope.No matter where i am,&lt;br /&gt;i will start from centre......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-8235738224345416552?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/8235738224345416552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=8235738224345416552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8235738224345416552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/8235738224345416552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-couldnt-wait.html' title='I COULDN&apos;T  WAIT.....'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060924217257035407.post-3722922310639828117</id><published>2007-05-20T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:26:15.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is first day......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing  bothers  u  more  than when u come  to  know  all of ur shortcomings and  want to get rid of it .Pity  me! All  these  years  what  i  did ,how can it  change  suddenly?  The pleaures which  i  seemed to  be seeking  seems travails now, i want to get rid of  ." A  person's  nature  and signature ever  changes  " These  words echoe in my  ear  and  i  find  myself more helpless  but  the  fighter  inside me&lt;br /&gt;fails  to understand  it  and  have convinced me that  i  will change,i will change  forgood.Destiny,mine&lt;br /&gt;is in  my own hands and today onwards I am going to write my  transformations beautifully.Never ever i had  such profound  thoughts  and  never did i  realise  what  i  have become ,the impact which a book can have ,can it be fleeting or revelations? .Why  i  am not  able  to  stick tomyroutines?Have  i  become so weak and moreover have  i  lost my sight of goal?.I dont know ,more  i  think, greater pain of guilt sweeps through.And then i  decided everything has to change once again ,for good forever.How can I lose myself , how can i  be like  others when i  am not? I have been competing to others and i lost to myself .God,what have i done? "I am more than what i  appear to be,all power of world rests inside me.I  will be what i will to be".Once gain i have  to sow and  go through pains of processes  but i  am more tenacious and much more determined.Things  have  to be according to me because choices are in my hands....and once  again there will be dominance of good overevil.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3060924217257035407-3722922310639828117?l=maverickrahul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/feeds/3722922310639828117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3060924217257035407&amp;postID=3722922310639828117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3722922310639828117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3060924217257035407/posts/default/3722922310639828117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maverickrahul.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-is-first-day.html' title='Today is first day......'/><author><name>maverick_rahul22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11314201185266067165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wAXHRsGaUmk/SNLw-jBf69I/AAAAAAAAACk/kKaDKHhZr6c/S220/DSC03415.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
