<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730</id><updated>2009-11-08T06:28:33.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my diary where I will scribble when ever &amp; what ever I wish to.........</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-4112427529588501536</id><published>2009-11-06T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T01:31:43.628-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>Living freely</title><content type='html'>I love people who are able to 'live' 'freely' ...n just be them without any pretentions.Most of the times I am 'me' but I know sometimes I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n I don't like myself then. Anyways, after having spent an hour thinking about the same...i think I know why- &lt;br /&gt;I judge myself  (too soon) at times......sad but true :( :( :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-4112427529588501536?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/4112427529588501536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=4112427529588501536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/4112427529588501536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/4112427529588501536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2009/11/living-freely.html' title='Living freely'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-5714480586759119257</id><published>2009-10-31T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:41:53.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back !!!!</title><content type='html'>ok....I cant remember the last time I posted...Its been two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created new blogs in between -but never mind I think i will stick to this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact i liked reading my posts today. Can't imagine how time flies n life has definitely changed in last two years. some for better , some for worse but loving every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing which hasn't changed is me being a confused soul- i think 'confusion' defines me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done with my MBA&lt;br /&gt;I am working with fmcg company and unlike my previous job, I am liking it and finally I am able to relate to what I am doing. I can definitely see myself doing this for a couple of years which is a big thing.&lt;br /&gt;So let me see -over last two years -Made great friends ,learned new things, explored new places, met new people, watched loads of movies, sitcoms  and  left somethings behind.So things have definitely changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now. I seriously hope to see myself more active on this blog now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-5714480586759119257?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/5714480586759119257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=5714480586759119257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/5714480586759119257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/5714480586759119257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-back.html' title='I am back !!!!'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-5587197617211185024</id><published>2007-05-11T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T03:08:41.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Approval not needed</title><content type='html'>OK........I am angry today.......no upset is the right word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because there are some people who don't approve of somethings I do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are those people important???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did u do something wrong??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, I did something I felt like doing n there was nothing wrong with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then why do u need approval???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because may be I have been taught to seek every body's approval &lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's not worth it.Can u change that???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then don't worry ........things will get just fine...keep trying&lt;br /&gt;n remember if you know what you are doing is right....its just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Trust yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-5587197617211185024?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/5587197617211185024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=5587197617211185024' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/5587197617211185024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/5587197617211185024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/some-people-are-not-important-enough.html' title='Approval not needed'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-1604872180039220138</id><published>2007-04-25T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T04:15:41.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just anything</title><content type='html'>I love reading blogs............I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Call me anything ...I know its not fair that i dont update mine as much as i should but i just like reading those raw emotions which some people are able to express so beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways nothing much is happening in my life.I am waiting to move out of something I am currently in and join Something very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;So this is that period where I dont have anything substantial to do.&lt;br /&gt;Good....I like it.&lt;br /&gt;Funny I know two hrs later I am going to crib over not having anything important to do.There are times when I cant understand my reactions.One moment I am Up another moment I am down.n Then I have to remind myself that I am either overreacting or overestimating a situation n nothing in this world is worth this kind of reactions.Then with my logical thinking(which I wasn't blessed with but have developed because of being around very logical friends n family members I have finally developed)n talking out things with few friends I am able to pacify myself n think straight.&lt;br /&gt;.......................................I dont know what I am writing.....It is so unconnected but I am not going to delete this blog.(I have deleted loads of blogs as I didn't consider them good enough)&lt;br /&gt;But I am not deleting this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-1604872180039220138?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/1604872180039220138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=1604872180039220138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/1604872180039220138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/1604872180039220138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-reading-blogs.html' title='Its just anything'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-8364007882276903935</id><published>2007-04-03T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T01:03:43.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am happy!!!</title><content type='html'>I got thru XLRI........I am so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me I have not got it easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank God for this.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so funny now.&lt;br /&gt;Just two years back I was cursing my luck ,my fate and my self for not getting thru SCMHRD .But now I know why!!!&lt;br /&gt;Because destiny had sth else in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has made my believe in God and destiny stronger than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is going to change big time.&lt;br /&gt;I will be with books again(believe me this is the most scary part).&lt;br /&gt;I will not be independent (I know its baad but u just cant be in win win situation n it is OK..he he)&lt;br /&gt;n I will have to leave Pune city I have started adoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind but the time has come to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Good part is I am getting to do MBA (sth which I had been waiting for) and that&lt;br /&gt;I am moving out of IT industry.Gosh it sounds so good!!!&lt;br /&gt;n I will be buying a laptop soon so hopefully I will be posting more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you GOD again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-8364007882276903935?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8364007882276903935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=8364007882276903935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/8364007882276903935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/8364007882276903935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-happy.html' title='I am happy!!!'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-116884945928281832</id><published>2007-01-15T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T03:39:36.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort zone</title><content type='html'>Just today somebody asked me about my new year resolution.............well its 16 of Jan and no new year resolution!!!!  baad.....&lt;br /&gt;Well I dont believe in new year resolutions because i am not going to stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I have decided one new year resolution-&lt;br /&gt;One is to get out of my comfort zone as soon as possible if that is what is needed.&lt;br /&gt;By comfort zone -I mean they are things we become comfortable doing when we do them for two long even when they are not helping us in any ways.&lt;br /&gt;I feel half of my problems will be solved if i do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure girls will understand this better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-116884945928281832?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-116884890637043749</id><published>2007-01-14T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:17:59.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bollywood Calling</title><content type='html'>Some days back i was reading about some award functions,nominations and winners of Indian Cinema and I realised that most of the movies which had been nominated were very different-different in terms of stories or budget or stunts..but they were different.And one more thing which was outstanding about these movies was they were intelligent and intelligently made.&lt;br /&gt;Say like some(good) movies in last year were -lage raho munnabhai,Rang de basanti,dor,Omkara,Dhoom2.None of them was a typical Hindi movie with those regular dance and songs sequences.They were all different and they all worked well at box office.&lt;br /&gt;This goes to prove that Indian viewers have developed a taste for not very regular hindi masala movies and are very open to experimental movies.&lt;br /&gt;I m pretty sure that this viewership that I m talking about is confined to metros and few other cities but it is there and it is growing.Credit definitely goes to age of multiplexes,influence of hollywood movies,better marketing of movies(take Yash Chopra for example),new techiniques and the biggest fact that Indians are looking forward to more realistic cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Now the thick line between Art Cinema and Commercial Cinema has faded and movies like 'Hazaro Kwashiyen' and 'Dor' which are low budget but powerful movies are being widely accepted.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion Bollywood has come a long way and has a vast scope of going a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Indian Cinema!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-116884890637043749?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116884890637043749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=116884890637043749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/116884890637043749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/116884890637043749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2007/01/bollywood-calling.html' title='Bollywood Calling'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-116530671125262907</id><published>2006-12-05T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T04:16:58.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOmething we need to know</title><content type='html'>This was a speech made by Pulitzer Prize-winning author, Anna Quindlen at the graduation ceremony of an American university where she was awarded an Honorary PhD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know. Don'tEver confuse the two, your life and your work. You will walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one else has. There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree: there will be thousandsof people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on a bus, or in acar, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank accounts but also your soul.People don't talk about the soul very much anymore. It's so much easier towrite a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is cold comfort on a winter's night, or when you're sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you've received your test results and they're not so good.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my resume: I am a good mother to three children. I have tried neverto let my work stand in the way of being a good parent. I no longer consider myself the centre of the universe. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh. I ama good friend to my husband. I have tried to make marriage vows mean whatthey say. I am a good friend to my friends and they to me. Without them, there would be nothing to say to you today, because I would be a cardboardcut out. But I call them on the phone, and I meet them for lunch. I would berotten, at best mediocre at my job if those other things were not true. You cannot be really first rate at your work if your work is all you are.&lt;br /&gt;Sohere's what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life. A real life, not a manicpursuit of the next promotion, the bigger pay cheque, the larger house. Do you think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysmone afternoon, or found a lump in your breast?Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on abreeze at the seaside, a life in which you stop and watch how a red-tailed hawk circles over the water, or the way a baby scowls with concentrationwhen she tries to pick up a sweet with her thumb and first finger.Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone.Send an email. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous. Andrealize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want tospread it around. Take money you would have spent on beer and give it tocharity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister. All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never beenough.It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, and our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the colour of our kids' eyes, the way the melody in a symphony rises and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live.&lt;br /&gt;I learned to live many years ago. I learned to love the journey, not thedestination. I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the worldand try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely andutterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned. By telling them this: Consider the lilies of the field. Look at thefuzz on a baby's ear. Read in the back yard with the sun on your face.Learn to be happy. And think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-116530671125262907?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116530671125262907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=116530671125262907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/116530671125262907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/116530671125262907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2006/12/something-we-need-to-know.html' title='SOmething we need to know'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-116073655629219826</id><published>2006-10-13T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T02:28:53.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few learnings</title><content type='html'>I have been working for 15 months now n in these 15 months I have learnt a hell lot of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just thought of penning some down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't be afraid of making mistakes.Because if u are afraid of making mistakes u are afraid of doing things. &lt;br /&gt;-Critising people is the easiest thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;-Dont be afraid of taking up new things that u are not sure about.They may not be as tough as u think they are.Even if they are believe me u will manage. &lt;br /&gt;-Positive ideas attract positive ideas and negative ideas attract negative ideas.Here 'opposites attract' does not work. &lt;br /&gt;-Believe ur instincts' it works most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;-They are certain situations which are better avoided rather than faced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not any book stuff and guys I am not preaching.Actually I also believe in learning the hard way.These are all from my personal experience&lt;br /&gt;Actually life would have been easy if it was other way round but never mind..........atleast I am learning!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-116073655629219826?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116073655629219826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=116073655629219826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/116073655629219826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/116073655629219826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2006/10/few-learnings.html' title='A few learnings'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-116046350730746175</id><published>2006-10-09T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:18:29.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My beautiful hostel</title><content type='html'>Hostel ..................I was in Hostel for 4 years n believe me now when I look back I know I loved each n every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;I loved all those parties ,mess,long chats over the most useless things,endless list of crushes,endless details of affairs,stupid dances ....night outs ,small quarrels ,getting upset over stupid things n basically evrything that i enjoyed n that I did not enjoy.Believe me ...having left it behind I have actually started missing my mess food too(yuk dont believe this na ..me neither!!)Anyways its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Thing That I got from it -I came to know the most beautiful n different people .There I got to meet so many different species....i never knew existed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;-one who is always lost but is still so beautiful anfd full of love(It is hard to imagine somebody can give so much love to people around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One who is so logical but so immature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One who is so confused but is the best person around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-one who would forget everything but is still always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One who is actually a saint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One who is so strong yet so vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One who is so child like and imaginative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One who is so fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on and on and on.....................good or bad believe me this list can go on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;I met beautiful people and I made best friends of my life and I lived the happiest moments.&lt;br /&gt;Never realised that it became home in 4 years and believe me never knew that I am going to cherish those memories forever!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-116046350730746175?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116046350730746175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=116046350730746175' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/116046350730746175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/116046350730746175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-beautiful-hostel.html' title='My beautiful hostel'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-115856261327876989</id><published>2006-09-17T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T02:30:47.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Mobile!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Helloooooooo.............I bought a new nobile Nseries of Nokia-N72.Its one beautiful thing.......actually I know all gazette freaks would not approve of this adjective used for any mobile.But this is all thats coming to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Because of this sweet sexy thing right now my life has become little interesting.Actually this is the first big thing(big in terms of money!!) that I have bought with my own money.this is a different story that now after having spent some major part of savings on this......I am almost bankrupt for next two months.But its worth it yaar.&lt;br /&gt;It has 2 mega pixel camera,T.V. output.,data cable,internet ,yahoo mesenger,video recording,music system,expandable memory.Is this sounding like advertisement for 'Nokia'...I know it is but its o.k.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways......one more thing .This is of pink color I know many have disapproved of it but this makes it so girlish and delicate.You know I am completely enjoying this right now.&lt;br /&gt;Am I sounding too crazy!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-115856261327876989?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115856261327876989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=115856261327876989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/115856261327876989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/115856261327876989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-new-mobile.html' title='My New Mobile!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-115769312236089961</id><published>2006-09-07T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T22:25:22.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Munnabhai..mast hai</title><content type='html'>Just this sunday I went to watch 'Lage raho Munnabhai' I aways knew it would be good(I had some doubts as 'Phir Hera Pheri' was a disaster)but believe me it is the best movie I have seen in last 3 months or so.While you are watching this movie,life seems good and simple.....very unlike those "K's" both on TV and movies which make it so complex and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing about this movie is 'Sarkeshwar' our circuit ...arshad warsi has delivered a beautiful performance and I am sure this movie puts him in league of best comedians of our generation.He has such a perfect timing and his expressions are so 'cute'.I just hope he wins awards for this awsome performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved everything in this movie...I know I can watch it again and again!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-115769312236089961?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115769312236089961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=115769312236089961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/115769312236089961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/115769312236089961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2006/09/munnabhaimast-hai.html' title='Munnabhai..mast hai'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-115408598165973357</id><published>2006-07-28T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T04:52:14.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why MBA???</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been reading blogs of people and checking out MBA forums.To start with I am one of those people who have to do MBA or may be I think so.I mean I am yet to discover what I really want..I know MBA is just a degree.Sometimes I feel I want to do it because it is supposed to offer people sure shot success with big MNC,big packages...blah blah blah.But to tell you the truth I know this is not the reason.I think I would love to lead a team ,be in a role which requires more responsibility and gives me more authority.I know if I continue doing well in my job for another year or so I will be leading a team ,given some responsibility and I will be 'little' happy .That means MBA is not necessecity..I mean I am in a position where I can do without MBA .MBA is a add on ,in the sense that it will give me an opportunity to interact with number of people from different backgrounds and it will give me an opportunity to explore different fields and interact with some best people of industries.Iam not saying that  job  will not be giving me these opportunities ,as a matter of fact what I learned in 1 year of job I know I had not learned that much in four years of engg.Its a first hand experience so it has to count and this actually justifies why B schools prefer people with work ex.But experiences,  B-school will offer me in such a short span ,will take me years in a job.I accept it will not be as valuable as the first hand experiences but I feel with little passion and something extra I can make up for that.&lt;br /&gt;So B school is not a solution ,it is one of the shortest means......................&lt;br /&gt;getting back to the reasons,for me I think most important reason to do MBA will be the second one as despite of working in this IT industry for a year now..I am not very sure if 10 years down the line I would like to see myself here or not .As a matter of fact I dont know where I want to see myself 10 years down the Line.I want to do MBA may be because I know its a means to get somewhere but where ??&lt;br /&gt;Well that I think I will have to find out.Actually selfishly speaking I love to be bossy .I know this is not good but I love it and this makes for 10% of the reason to do MBA.Anyways jokes apart I feel a degree in business management will help me in preparing for the role where eventually I want to reach.&lt;br /&gt;Right now this is all I can think of ...I know there is a lot more to this lot more which I have not&lt;br /&gt;discovered yet.I want to find it out ..why MBA???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-115408598165973357?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115408598165973357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=115408598165973357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/115408598165973357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/115408598165973357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-mba.html' title='Why MBA???'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-115380737588465688</id><published>2006-07-24T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T05:37:17.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi This has become a routine..reaching office early and leaving late.Its&lt;br /&gt;nothing that I have against working actually I like working but I would appreciate it more if I get a few moments in this busy hectic life just to myself.&lt;br /&gt;In these moments I would not do anything great I would do actually just lie down (not sleep) be in my dreams and mostly do nothing.I love doing nothing...only when its by choice not when I have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Theres a big difference.Most relaxing thing ,apart from doing nothing for me is reading,I enjoy reading.And I am actually little old fashioned when it comes to where and how.I mean I have seen people reading in bus ,on railway station ,anywhere but I cant do that .I like to lie on my bed ,read and just get into whatever I am reading.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I should change this habit and try reading in a bus or so (where generally I spend 1 and 1/2 hrs of day)..maybe this will help me to pursue my interests little more in this monotonous life.Well on second thought no..I like reading in my bed.So I guess I am going to stick to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-115380737588465688?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-115347309176388696</id><published>2006-07-21T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T16:40:24.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much..........</title><content type='html'>Hi In last 4 days i have posted 3 blogs and deleted all...because I had planned to give my opinion about something imp and that too with perfection.But after trying for 3 long days I have given up.&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel i am going to use this blog as my dairy..so guys bear with me&lt;br /&gt;Now I must tell what I was trying to write about.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to write about Zidane- that how I have acted like him at so many points in my life but I dont want to do it in Final match of world cup of my life...not because that would help me to win but because atleast I would be able to play till the end.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all this was what I wanted to write about..Its so much easy when you can just pen down your thoughts in two lines.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise my life is little boring for the time being .I know all software engg would agree with me on that.So I am thinking of getting into different things to spice it up,&lt;br /&gt;Creating a blog of my own is one of those things and others I m yet to get into.&lt;br /&gt;So I will keep updating you on my activities ..chao for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-115347309176388696?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115347309176388696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=115347309176388696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/115347309176388696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31281730/posts/default/115347309176388696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/2006/07/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing much..........'/><author><name>I don't have a name</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17316202655261570736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04610632309563652100'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31281730.post-115319500324843801</id><published>2006-07-17T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T18:39:55.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY first Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is my first blog ..........well to tell you the truth I was never into writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Being a software engg and having access to net I suppose got me into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So lets see how does it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hope you enjoy reading as much as i enjoy writing&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31281730-115319500324843801?l=myreflectionss.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myreflectionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115319500324843801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31281730&amp;postID=115319500324843801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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