<?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-5466229254120591215</id><updated>2012-01-15T22:18:02.940+05:30</updated><category term='Nation n politics'/><category term='Nature N Winter'/><title type='text'>An open diary - insight into a world beyond myopic vision!</title><subtitle type='html'>Its jst myself n its take on d world dat exists around...
My ideas,vision n reason on various issues..An effort 2 put myself in words</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-341662709365214925</id><published>2012-01-15T21:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:14:48.345+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back..</title><content type='html'>hello blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long tym, m back to wat i love d most..guess its almost 3 yrs..seems lyk i lost d drive 2 write or its jst the inertia..watsoever, lets move on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-341662709365214925?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/341662709365214925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2012/01/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/341662709365214925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/341662709365214925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2012/01/back.html' title='Back..'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-7267291847587136655</id><published>2009-04-07T16:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:27:47.860+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'JAAG'RAN</title><content type='html'>Dis all started few hrs back when my room partner nishantji amusingly informed me of 'Jagran' due 2 start 2day evenin jst outside our hostel..Okay,i said n then absent mindedly askd wat do people xactly do in dis..&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly,sensing a chance 2 knock me out of my senses,he appraisd me of d music 'they' wil b playin usin bhopus(loudspeakers) n dat too d whole nite!!!..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Word 'Furious' wont xactly describe my reaction.. Bt,desperately workin word 2 keep my cool,i argued,'sirji,dis z delhi..Here its not permitted 2 play music aloud aftr 11 pm max'..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;D way he smiled n gesticulated passed me d most obvious answr n i got pissed off...Startlingly,i heard myself announcin dat i wil b callin 100 if jagran realy continues beyond 11 pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,aftr few hrs,m sure i wont b doin dat..Its as futile an act as pushin a wall...In a country like india,even law enforcers dont hve d courage or d will 2 interfere in such  issues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtevr,wat exactly puzzles me z d motive behind these 'jagrans'..&lt;br /&gt;Is it to enlighten d whole community in a single sitting,to purify every soul by makin them listen 2 incomprehendable verses in sanskrit ??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wtevr,it is..Faith/busines/pre-election sentiments evokin drama..I feel it must not create nuisances publicaly esp durin nite time...&lt;br /&gt;Large scale loud display of faith itself erodes its basic essence..&lt;br /&gt;May d almightly grant us d strength 2 identify n follow d righteous path... N restrain people 2 use JAGRANS as 'JAAGO RE' misadventures..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-7267291847587136655?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/7267291847587136655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2009/04/jaagran.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/7267291847587136655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/7267291847587136655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2009/04/jaagran.html' title='&apos;JAAG&apos;RAN'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-5254449456952723196</id><published>2009-03-19T20:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:15:24.708+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Our life: A Game!</title><content type='html'>Exactly a week has passed since i shifted 2 a hostel in krishnapuri/vikaspuri...&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems i hve alwaz been here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it jst my propensity 2 drift into my comfort cocoon aftr overcumin d initial inertia OR Is dat d way nature has programmed our thought proces 2 function... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenevr i watch my reflection in mirror,why do i get d feeling dat i hve alwaz luked like dis(needles 2 say,its far 4om truth)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while pumpin air into a dead patient durin my internship days,why didnt i realise i m as vulnerable 2 death as nyone else arnd in d ward..Its jst a matter of time(2 d maximum a few decades more)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i often fail 2 realise d most obvious truth??..&lt;br /&gt;I m jst a miniscule element in dis dynamic,ever changing scheme of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt does dat imply d insignificance of our presence??..&lt;br /&gt;I strongly feel NO!!..We r made 2 matter..&lt;br /&gt;D way i perceive,d whole scenario resemble a game wherein we r brought in,we play knowingly or unknowingly n then leave when unfit 4 fresh  newbies 2 replace us...Once in,v r left on our own...either u wander arnd loosely;&lt;br /&gt;Follow footsteps of 'seniors';&lt;br /&gt;Give in 2 temptations 'catch' n earn undue 'challans'&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;Be patient n wise enough 2  undrstand d governing laws n put in focussed and conscious efforts 2 make our stay meaningful,satisfying n fruitful...&lt;br /&gt;  Of course,talking n thinkin z much easier dan gettin things done..&lt;br /&gt; but d way human kind has evolved,prospered n dominated over thousands of years,i feel dis isnt surely beyond our Reach..Afterall,WE DO NOT LACK STRENGTH,WE LACK WILL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-5254449456952723196?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/5254449456952723196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-life-game.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/5254449456952723196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/5254449456952723196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-life-game.html' title='Our life: A Game!'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-1067033086385745153</id><published>2008-12-31T03:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:16:03.388+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hell Vs Heaven</title><content type='html'>Once a wise,young man got a rare chance 2 interact directly with d supreme power..&lt;br /&gt;The man asked-Oh Lord,plz enlighten me abt heaven n hell!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord then guided him towards a closed room n said,go inside n look 4 urself son..&lt;br /&gt;The man cautiously opened d door..Wat he saw inside was a very large round table,on d centre of which was placed a large vessel..The vessel was overflowing with delicious smelling drink.. N then,he noticed a large number of people sitting all around d table..The people looked extremely weak,fragile,distressd n were cursing each other...1 more thing,d wise man noticed..Everyone sitting around the table had their arm tied with a spoon having a very long handle..With the help of dat long handle,everyone had easy access to d overflowing vessel..BUT,handle being much longer than their arm didnt allow the other end of spoon to reach their mouths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise man came convinced out of d room n said  'it was Hell,wasnt it,my lord?'&lt;br /&gt;'yes son,it was hell..Now u can visit the next room'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After entering d other room,The wise man saw a very similar scene..A big room-round table-overflowing vessel-arms of people tied wid long handled spoon..But here,unlike hell,people here were very healthy n happy...Even after much thought,the wise man cudnt find out the reason of such a stark difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perplexed,he came out of the room n requested the almighty to  help him undrstnd wat exactly made d other room a HEAVEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God replied: My son,PEOPLE IN HEAVEN HAVE LEARNT TO FEED EACH OTHER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-1067033086385745153?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/1067033086385745153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/hell-vs-heaven.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/1067033086385745153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/1067033086385745153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/hell-vs-heaven.html' title='Hell Vs Heaven'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-643671044719782631</id><published>2008-12-29T03:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:11:57.999+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just Love</title><content type='html'>"Mom breakfast plz!!..It really wont luk gud if m late TODAY itself!" i yelled at d top of my voice..&lt;br /&gt;'Its already on d table Amit, bt u wil hve 2 get away from d dressing table 2 finish it',&lt;br /&gt;How cum mom get 2 know wat i m doing in my room rite 4m d kitchen?..Wondering,i stole another glance at myself...Aftr all its my 1st day in chinmaya vidyalaya.&lt;br /&gt;Paddling hard,I jst managed to reach d school on time...Panting and searching 4 breadth,i entered d main school building...Making my way through various small groups of chatting guys crowding d corridor,my eyes were looking for the hung wooden board 'class 11 A'..I hissed myself lucky 2 have found my class on the ground floor only..As there was no persn resembling like a teacher in d class,i made a nervous entry trying hard to look confident...&lt;br /&gt;After quietly taking a vacant seat in d fourth seat of middle row,i heard a male voice 'u r a newcomer!?How come?Its already more than 2 months since d session started??.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 1st day,I never knew dat my next 2yrs here wil change d entire course of my life in more than one way....&lt;br /&gt;A)A diehard engineering aspirant went on 2 become a doctor aftr family convincd me 2 take bio along wid maths to take admission there(they had jst 1 vacancy left,dat too in bio section)&lt;br /&gt;b)here,i got 2 know Amrendra,d most beautiful n selfless person i hve ever met ! &lt;br /&gt;N Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;c)i fell in love.. &lt;br /&gt;N then never ever recovered 4m dat fall...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Exactly a decade ago,2day itself durin christmas vacations i surprised myself by missing sumone more dan nything else in dis world...&lt;br /&gt;M wondering if aftr so many years, she remembrs our moments spent 2gether as fondly as i do...&lt;br /&gt;Sumone has said  'NOTHING LIVES FOREVER IN DIS WORLD BUT LOVE!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-643671044719782631?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/643671044719782631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/643671044719782631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/643671044719782631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-love.html' title='Just Love'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-8772745733397157203</id><published>2008-12-29T00:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:51:36.337+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nation n politics'/><title type='text'>Raj Thackeray's politics: A Simplified version!</title><content type='html'>A lot of people r wondering wat happened 2 Raj Thackeray of late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS HE GONE N WATS HE UPTO??&lt;br /&gt;Has he pushed off on a secret mission impossible 2 pakistan 2 avenge mumbai attack n bring LeT commandr Zakir Rehman Lakvi,kickin n screamin,2 india 4 justice,with Dawood Ibraham as a New Year bonus??No one knows!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis article is abt a imaginary situation wherein Raj thackeray cums up 2 take residence in  bokaro,in many ways,a microcosm of india!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAJ'S PLANS AFTER SETTLING HERE:-&lt;br /&gt; no sooner had he settld in,he began 2 cast a keen eye arnd 4 ny marathi manoos on whose behalf he cud take cudgels..N 2 his relief,dere were indeed mny marathi manoos here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS TROUBLE:&lt;br /&gt;d prblm was dat dey cud nt b torn apart,not even by themselves,4m non marathis manoos...Every community live 2gether n often inextricably linked thru friendly ties,profession or common interest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW WAT WILL RAJ DO:&lt;br /&gt;well,dnt take him lightly,guys!..He is nothing if nt innovative..In a flash,it came 2 him,NUMBERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PLAN:&lt;br /&gt;here,house r given Quarter Numbrs...Raj thought they cud b divided into odd numberd n even numbred houses!! If he cud not create rifts on d basis of community,he wud do so on d basis of numbers..This seemed quite easy to do.. So,he began his divisive campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CAMPAIGN:&lt;br /&gt;a)he told all even numbrs dat all d odd nos r wel,2 put it frankly,distinctly 'odd'.As in weird,strange,angular,unpredictable..In short,odd numbrs cud not b trustd&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;b)he told all odd nos dat even nos r,well,2 put it frankly,very 'even'..Vich meant they were divisible by 2,n as evryone knows,nyone or nythin which is divisible is essentially unstable,unpredictable,undependable!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;DID HE SUCCEED?:&lt;br /&gt;the harder he tried,d less he succeeded..Odds n evens seemed closer 2gethr dan ever b4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DIDNT HIS PLAN WORK:&lt;br /&gt;it was becoz of d numbr dat Raj himself was..He was neither odd nor even,and when added 2 any other number,odd or even,made no change to the number...N no one can change the ultimate ill fate of ny number when multiplied with it...Thats right,wat Raj was,alwaz had been,alwaz wud b a PEREECT ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:This forwarded article by a friend,was originally written by jug Suraiya 4 TOI..N edited by me 4 space n better clarity..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-8772745733397157203?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/8772745733397157203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/raj-thackerays-politics-simplified.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/8772745733397157203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/8772745733397157203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/raj-thackerays-politics-simplified.html' title='Raj Thackeray&apos;s politics: A Simplified version!'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-8916815221310461392</id><published>2008-12-26T23:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:32:18.954+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mom's word</title><content type='html'>My lesson for today is wat my mom said to me when i informed her of my apparent underprepartn for d coming aipg xam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat she said was:&lt;br /&gt;'Amit,there is a very thin line between being too realistic and being pessimistic' ..&lt;br /&gt; Dese few words shook me to d core..&lt;br /&gt;Am i really getting pessimistic in d eye of a storm??&lt;br /&gt;b4 dis incidence,i hve alwaz boasted myself of being realistic n die hard optimistic at d same moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a fact,my views abt my selection were based on d scores i got while solving several test papers durin d last few days ...Well,it hurts to realise dat it wasnt very encouraging ...N it was even more painful to inform my trusting parents bt i alwaz knew i need 2 do it...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;N why exactly did i feel d need 2 go 4 scrutiny right b4 aipg..Becoz at dis crossroad, i had to opt for a birds eyeview of d situatn 2 guage d best possible Plan B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like competitive exams,why does our circumstances mostly give us so close choices to choose from,choices which r quite different from d answers we tend to know&lt;br /&gt; N d most interesting aspect is dat &lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE JUST NO CHOICE BUT TO MAKE A CHOICE.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-8916815221310461392?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/8916815221310461392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/moms-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/8916815221310461392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/8916815221310461392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/moms-word.html' title='Mom&apos;s word'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-7418748782593404182</id><published>2008-12-26T00:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:34:02.898+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Challenging times r d best coach we can get!! &lt;br /&gt;N i must admit dat i have not been d best of its students till now....&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;As d countdown 2 aipg xam(on 11th jan nxt yr) is nearing its climax,m feeling as if i am undergoing a crash course in time management!...I hve squeezed time 4m my usual daily activities to add few more study hours..Hpe this works n i can avoid pressing d Emergency button NOW..&lt;br /&gt; Well,apart 4m usual studies,of late increasing indo-pak tension has also attractd my attention...&lt;br /&gt;   Should india administer d medicine of military (war) to cure terrorism n its godfather pakistan??...Yes/No?&lt;br /&gt;  Answer to dis may b given in a simple Y or N but future implications of both options r varied n diverse...&lt;br /&gt;As i have already consumed my scheduled blogging time,with no reasonings NOW,i wil cum directly 2 wats my take on dis...&lt;br /&gt; My answer is a straight NO...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-7418748782593404182?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/7418748782593404182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/challenging-times-r-d-best-coach-we-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/7418748782593404182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/7418748782593404182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/challenging-times-r-d-best-coach-we-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-537536882751387030</id><published>2008-12-24T01:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:13:20.168+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature N Winter'/><title type='text'>A winter morning</title><content type='html'>Hereby one more day stuck off from calender of my life...Abt 16 hrs of apparent consciousnes n innumerable lively,wandering n even dull moments...&lt;br /&gt;To spend time under d protective n caring cover of parents that too after so many years is surely a bliss!...&lt;br /&gt;I feel god installed d most 'selfless' version of love only in mothers n dat too exclusively for their offsprings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking of d day,u can enjoy a winter morning only if u fulfil d following criterias.&lt;br /&gt;1)a warm blanket,'Rajai' as we call them here.&lt;br /&gt;2) No compulsion of resumin studies/work early in d odd hours&lt;br /&gt;3)no health fanatic working overtime on u&lt;br /&gt; N lastly jst imagine sumone intimate sharing dat 'rajai' in dat cold mornin...hmhm..Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;Wel,2 b vry true,jst like many i fulfild  d 1st criteria nly!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Its like a blessing in disguise!..dense fog in d mornin excites me..Doesnt it give us a chance 2 feel like living amongst d clouds!!...&lt;br /&gt;It all may sound very stupid,bt 4 me,its a heavenly feeling..D cold air silently cutting thru my face n ears,tranforming my usually 'taken for granted' breath into lively white streaks resembling steam..&lt;br /&gt;Mother nature has alwaz mesmerized me by its sobre and efficient existence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we seek more answers,we need to learn to use d pause button n put our being on standby daily for even a few moments...Nothing improvises n teaches better  than introspection and observation!!!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-537536882751387030?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/537536882751387030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/537536882751387030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/537536882751387030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-morning.html' title='A winter morning'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466229254120591215.post-181165582807901814</id><published>2008-12-23T02:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:28:04.784+05:30</updated><title type='text'>23rd december..</title><content type='html'>Dis isnt d ideal time 4 me 2 start blogging..Nw hve imp AIPG entrance xam 11th jan..M vry wel aware of d odds m against,the risks i undertook 4 dis xam...&lt;br /&gt;Is it natural to njoy a vacuum heart in d face of destructive storm?&lt;br /&gt;I realy dnt knw,bt its wat m goin thru...No fear,no apprehensions,no anxiety..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hve nvr bn a god praying soul or a firm believr of his existence..hve alwaz seen religions as a outcome of changing needs n pertaining activities in various civilizatns dat has evolved n strengthened over thousands of years...Dere must b a regulating almighty force,bt m sure dat isnt working distinctly 4 different societies.Is it?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw why m i relating my present vacuumness to religion n god...Its difficult 2 answer neatly nw..&lt;br /&gt;Bt m sure of d relationship n wil cum with dat soon(its like i feel nw i hve every answer around me n vry close 2 me,i jst need 2 undecipher that language of nature) ...&lt;br /&gt;Its nw 3 in d morning..Gud nite Amit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5466229254120591215-181165582807901814?l=itzmytake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/feeds/181165582807901814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/23rd-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/181165582807901814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5466229254120591215/posts/default/181165582807901814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itzmytake.blogspot.com/2008/12/23rd-december.html' title='23rd december..'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12826495478341746166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eqzycRyeRVU/TxMDHxD6F7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ZRC2QfPqRcU/s220/DSCN0825.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
