<?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-33952255</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:54:45.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shreylog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-3932224942930926955</id><published>2008-06-18T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:47:19.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be it.... :-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-3932224942930926955?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/3932224942930926955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=3932224942930926955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/3932224942930926955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/3932224942930926955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-1052285875181888444</id><published>2008-02-01T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T07:22:13.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Statement:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you know someone likes you... you start taking them for granted... Why? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hmmm...To some extent this can true.There can be 2 reasons why you take the other person for granted i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You also like the other person amd think he/she will always be there for you and take them for granted(without your knowledge).&lt;br /&gt;2. You don't like that other person and want to set straight the other person's overadvances.&lt;br /&gt;There's only a hairline difference between the two acts but the impact can be very very different.&lt;br /&gt;To some extent this can only be an illusion or temporary blindness caused by involuntary surge of adrenaline :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Statement:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To forgive someone without their knowledge is really satisfying...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...You think you have done this, and temporarily feel elated and satisfied.But somewhere deep inside you should ask yourself whether you have really forgiven??&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...But one thing for sure, the temporary feeling of satisfaction, emptiness is a thing of joy :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Statement:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We cannot be sure of having something/someone to live for Unless we are willing to die for the same...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know, the sentence is not that well formulated.What it tries to convey is, we long for so many things in our life, which we say is the most neccessary thing to live...&lt;br /&gt;But if it is a thing(s) for which we are ready to die, then only its worth saying its a necessary thing to live for.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I know its still not convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-1052285875181888444?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/1052285875181888444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=1052285875181888444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/1052285875181888444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/1052285875181888444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2008/02/statement-when-you-know-someone-likes.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-6622252888772918652</id><published>2008-01-22T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:08:02.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;My Views...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Statement:&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever expect anything in life, for then whatever comes will be a surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks really tempting to follow, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;But we humans haven't overcome the basic craving we all have. I dont even believe people who have become &lt;em&gt;sanyasis &lt;/em&gt;also don't have any expections. In fact they are the ones who will be expecting to get &lt;em&gt;mukti&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;by following their own way of life.&lt;br /&gt;So I just read it, admired it and forgot about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Statement:&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get something you never had, do something you have never done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Even after doing somethings which you haven't done in your lifetime, most of the times it happens so that you won't get what you wanted(at least what you wanted when you did that). All depends on your lady luck.&lt;br /&gt;So try it(at your own risk)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Statement:&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait to be loved, to love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statement, I can link to the first one(Expectation and all that crap).&lt;br /&gt;I think it's very difficult or rather impossible to do something and not to expect anything from that. So samething applies to this also.&lt;br /&gt;No one can be as godly as to not expect anything and extend unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;So... admired it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-6622252888772918652?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/6622252888772918652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=6622252888772918652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/6622252888772918652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/6622252888772918652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-views.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-6910791536959261600</id><published>2008-01-15T23:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:04:33.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Theory of relativity in speed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Statement:&lt;/b&gt; You will always see more vehicles in the opposite lane approaching towards you when traveling in a highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; Something like this might have already been stated more properly and proved also. Any similarity to the original is purely co-incidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proof:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assumptions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assume there are 2 points A and B.&lt;br /&gt;And there is some finite distance between A and B lets say it as 'x' km.&lt;br /&gt;Vehicles v1 and v2 are starting from A and towards B in lane l1.&lt;br /&gt;Vehicles v3 and v4 are starting from B and towards A in lane l2.&lt;br /&gt;Lanes l1 and l2 are adjacent to each other with a small barricade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose v1 and v3 have started together and bit early and are traveling at a speed of 60 km/h.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose v2 and v4 start together but bit late than their counterparts and are traveling at a speed of 30 km/h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the course of vehicle v2's journey it will not overtake v1 and so it will not encounter any vehicle in it's lane.&lt;br /&gt;But it will definitely it will meet v3 and v4 in the opposite lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So taking this argument forward for 'n' vehicles, we can say that this theory is proved(at least I am convinced).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hence the proof.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-6910791536959261600?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/6910791536959261600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=6910791536959261600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/6910791536959261600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/6910791536959261600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2008/01/theory-of-relativity-in-speed-statement.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-7190163833332503864</id><published>2008-01-15T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:03:04.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; GRE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had thought of writing so many things on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;But then realsied that it's pretty tough to equivocate.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-7190163833332503864?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/7190163833332503864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=7190163833332503864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/7190163833332503864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/7190163833332503864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2008/01/gre-had-thought-of-writing-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-5257287897753685629</id><published>2007-09-02T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:47:50.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Siblings&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted one... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I am a singlet and I realised(rather I can say repented) that I missed on so many things being the only son to your parents.I happened to share my feelings about this to my parents sometime back and they hit back on me saying "Swalpa late aaythu neen heLiddu" ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... now I will try to put some advantages and disadvantages of being the one and only child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advantages&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will get all the pamperings and praises for whatever you do at home(Incidentally my parents were not so liberal :-)) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can use this dialogue often to escape from your mistakes "iradu nan obne maga anta nim sittanella nan mele teeristeera"(I happened to discover this dialogue after I became mature enough not to use that kind of sentences with my parents on a serious note ;-)) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can single handedly inherit,enjoy,destroy all the wealth they would have earned by saving their nickels and dimes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Added advantage when your parents are looking out for a fiancee for you... ;-)(Not very sure whether to add this in the advantages list or the disadvantages list... Can differ from person to person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;May more... Can't remember everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disadvantages&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of indirect parental pressure in the form of expectations... Be it on Acedamic front or any other areas. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Too much monitoring(I can also call spying) till you reach certain stage(in their words "settle aago tanaka") &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can socialize with persons of your age of the same gender easily in the school... But will miss out with the opposite gender...(This goes without saying that I was kind of shy/reserved guy till I joined Engineering) Which will inturn lead in future times when you get an opportunity to socialize with them... to that GOLDEN SENTENCE which Linda Goodman has told about me... :-). Sorry if this kinda felt cryptic in nature(It was meant to be.. ;-)) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not very sure how it feels to have a friendly fight with your siblings... People say they enjoy it... I never felt it... :-( &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can never feel the emotion which other people(having siblings) feel when their sister leaves home after getting married... :-( &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You won't have anyone to speak your heart out... ANYTHING and EVERYTHING :-(&lt;br /&gt;You would love to make arrangements for your sis's marriage, take responsibilities, make it a dream come true for her on that day... Alas... Get one... first LOSER... before even thinking of it... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You done have anyone to call up in case you need some help which you can't tell to your parents or to your sister(I am hinting towards a Brother-preferably elder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well... I can go on and on and on.... But i think its enough... Long time since I wanted to write about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOTTOM LINE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LOVE your siblings... coz... I* don't even have them to HATE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*People like me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-5257287897753685629?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/5257287897753685629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=5257287897753685629' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/5257287897753685629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/5257287897753685629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2007/09/siblings_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-987870056293293271</id><published>2007-06-11T21:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T21:57:12.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dreams Unlimited...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this happen to many in this world or is it only me... No Idea...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you wake up in the morning and you will be still fresh with that latest dream of yours(incomplete) and you feel like continuing with that dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you go back to sleep hoping to continue with that sweet dream of yours and guess what... That dream of yours actually continues and you will find it really really easy to recollect the contents of that dream later in the day and your mood gets elated whenever you think of it(Well... In my case I can never forget such sweet dreams... :-))...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-987870056293293271?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/987870056293293271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=987870056293293271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/987870056293293271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/987870056293293271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2007/06/dreams-unlimited.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-116471609776397209</id><published>2006-11-28T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T04:14:57.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; FIVE POINT SOMEONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masterpiece!!! No exaggeration here. Although I do feel good about most of the books which I read(Completely), this one is really an exception. I kind of felt all types of emotions reading this book. And yes, I am cursing myself now for not reading this one during my college days ( as if I would have implemented any of their pranks in my life ;-)... Well... You can never say... as you don't know me... ;-))  I can say this is the first English novel which made me feel "Che... Its getting over... Its finishing... as I reached last of the pages."&lt;br /&gt;I generally have the same feeling when I read Tejaswi's Kannada Novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of reading this novel when one of my friend recently said that she read it recently as I had to do something for the weekend, I bought this book by paying a mere 95 rupees(and not bucks)Its worth every paisa(and not penny) of it...&lt;br /&gt;As I said I felt the pinch of not reading it during my college days... But no... It was fun reading it even after the college... I imagined myself in such horrenduous situations and My God... I did it only once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I start reading a book, I have this habit(Some may say Its Stupid... But I like it...) of mapping the characters present in that book to some realworld people whom I know. Same thing happened with this book also(involuntarily)... No sooner did I start it, I found a typical Hari(Or should I say... A Potential Hari...) Alok was an easy character to decide upon. A typical Indian lower middle class guy with lots of responsibilities... Let me tell you, Ryan's character was a bit tough to decide upon. I had almost decided on one person, but then too many complications came out and I left that character as a blend of some 2-3 persons whom I know(One person taking 50% of Ryan's character... :-)) And then came Neha's character. I actually thanked myself later that I didn't map this girl to anyone whom I know(Reason Unknown)... I just saw someone in the Shopping complex and thought "Perfect" :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had an IIT in mind also(You know guys what I am referring here) and I stayed in the hostel for one year also. And guess what, I had taken some ragging also (Not exactly what these guys had... Uff... :-) ) Well I must say, even seniors who call us for Intro have some fear... and my Height played a big role in rescuing me from some of the pranks I guess.&lt;br /&gt;We were called on by the seniors(Karnataka guys... We had this strange rule in our hostel wherein only Karnnataka seniors can rag their karnataka juniors and Non-Karnataka guys are not suppose to get involved in this... And vice-versa was also followed). On my ragging day, my bad luck was that I had a senior who had a same name of mine and don't know for what... he got a bit pissed on me... He started asking my name's meaning and I frankly told what my mom had mentioned it to me someday but, no ways... He wouldn't let it go till I tell somemthing which is there in his mind. Finally I gave up and he enligtened me only after I went to mess and filled all his empty water botlles and came back. And there was this one squinted senior who was also in the gang to rag us. When he started asking me some questions, I just couldn't make out where was he seeing... So I kept quiet thinking its none of my business... But then when he raised his hand towards me, only then I realised that was for me and later got some sever scoldings from him for no fault of mine(What can I do if he is squinted???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember now who else was there with me on that day . But one guy was made to sing the same song 3 times in a row(Well... he took it with pleasure I suppose). I had another round of ragging next day with some other seniors where one of the guy was almost of my height but when the figures were revealed, I beat him by 1.5 inches. :-)... He wasn't at all amused by that fact. So he decided to take it out on me and for the entire half an hour duration of the intro I was made to stand in half leg posture(&gt;).Not on kness mind you ... that would have been a lot better... And after that they let me go after telling some Non Veg jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really exciting happened after that and I must admit I really had a sad ragging experience(as if I had longed for more then... ;-) )... One more simillarity was my first Internal marks... I must tell you this... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always did not like maths that much... Only when all hells break loose upon me, I used to study(STUDY... mind you and not workout problems) maths... I used to get ok ok kind of marks also in that... The whole of my college maths I just used to do it for the last 3 days as it used to be the first exam everytime. I had got some good marks in my PU and I was brimmimng with confidence and I DID NOT STUDY AT ALL FOR THE FIRST INTERNAL MATHS. And when I saw my marks I was actually surprised for a moment, 23!!! Cool marks I thought.... Then someone told(I had cursed him then...)," Its out of 50"... Then I came back to my senses and there I was, having 12 out of 25(Its still around 50% mind you...) But our college had this strange rule, Only 15 is considered as pass and I had actually FLUNKED for the first time in the my entire life time. Had I done a Alok for that,( I don't have that much guts I know... But still....it was an option for me... ;-)) I was told that my parents will be called upon and I will have to attend extra classes and all(None of them materialised though... :-) )&lt;br /&gt;But I had to figure out something to say to my parents...&lt;br /&gt;Naturally when the report card went to my home, Dad called up asking whether he has to come down or what... as it was mentioned in that card to contact the Head of the Department if the marks are below 60%. Even I didn't know what to tell... and I just ignored his question then. Nothing really happened for that matter and then I learnt to take things lightly in the college and after somedays one more situation came where I had to keep my cool to prove myself that I had grown up and not a "fattu"... But Did I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-116471609776397209?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/116471609776397209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=116471609776397209' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/116471609776397209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/116471609776397209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2006/11/five-point-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-115892867338538767</id><published>2006-09-22T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T05:38:03.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Friday 5:30 already and I am still in the office listening to Bryan Adams... Hmmm... I must say thats unusual me... I would have always been the first to wait in the queue for the Bus to Bangalore at this time of the day... Well... change is in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am not going to Bangalore this weeekend... I will be compelled to stay here itself(which I hate)... Cant help much also... as I am supposed to be a guest to my relatives who are coming here to see the campus... When they informed me about their plans... I didnt have much options than to accept them as my guests... My Brother who knew my eagerness and intensions of getting to Bangalore every weekend... took this opportunity to tease me to the core... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Two days(atleast 1 is sure) of lonliness will give me ample time to do a retrospection on myself( which is on due for a long time now)... I used to do it so often during my last semesters and even before  I joined this company when I used to walk alone with nothing to do from college to my friend's place or from my sis's place to friend's place... I never used to feel that I have walked so much(4 KM)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything... starting from my 10th standard classes till the end of 8th semester of my engineering would roll up on my eyes as if I am seeing them again... I would picturize every important incident which had taken place then as if I am a spectator and then I would visualize what if I had not done this and instead... had done that... I must say... its real fun and you will enjoy it... Often... my friends ask me that, what is their to think so much... Well... I say, that if you don't do this kind of retrospection... you are really missing it in your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might not agree with me saying that you will spoil your mood if you do such kind of thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Well... To a certain extent, they are true and its left to individual's opinion... I admit that even I used to spoil my mood thinking about the past.... but not now... I am a lot matured(Am I?) now and can handle the enormous emotional turbulence in myself... But sometimes... yes, I do give up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... I think I blabbered a lot today... Time to say bye to my comp for this weekend... No... I might come on Sunday to listen to some good music if I am getting bored... I have an awesome collection of Bryan Adams, Metallica and some good Hindi Senti songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... I would like to give a tip... If you want the perfect ambience for doing retrospection... then switch the tune for some good old Kishore Kumar Senti songs... They both are a deadly combination( My Experience... I must say :-))....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shreyas VS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-115892867338538767?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/115892867338538767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=115892867338538767' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115892867338538767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115892867338538767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-friday-530-already-and-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-115865604003663854</id><published>2006-09-19T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T01:54:00.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been more than a week since I last wrote... I have realised that blog is not only for putting your daily or weekly activities... Thats why I guess most of my previous blogs sounded boring... Well... I must say... This is how I am and cant really change a lot... Although will keep trying to change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I had gone to Bangalore this weekend also and really had a rocking and exciting time there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back to Mysore on Monday morning... everything looked pretty much same, nothing will change I thought... Same people roaming around my place... same sound of the temple near my place... Same checking of the security personnel at the office main gate... same breakfast... same swiping in and swiping out people... It was me who was expecting a change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I got a pleasant surprise when I went to office... We had got some work to do... My partner said that we need to develop a "Meeting Tracker System" which will be used internally in our IBU and we both started working on it(actually he did most of the work)... And by the end of the next day we both had finished our part of assigned work and were jobless again... But our senior who had assigned this work was considerably happy with our work... So I can call that day as my first working day (unofficially)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get scared thinking that "Is this what life is all about?" Working for five days in some company and then two days of relaxation... This 5:2 ratio has become our routine kind of thing in almost all of our lives(and in some cases it can be 6:1 - all pretty much the same) I feel that we have become puppets in someone's hands... Doing whatever he signals us or orders us...&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I was not like this... I never really used to think like this also... Something trigerred these thoughts in me and I am continuously become restless about it... I want to know the answer to that Question... I dont know whether everyone is having the same question or is it only me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is... we will be compelled to continue our routine of doing things the way it is defined already and only my thinking or this blog entry wont really change the system we are already in... One more thing which keeps coming to my mind is that everyone of us( which includes myself also)  will be having future plans like going for higher studies (MBA,MS,Mtech)  or to become a Team lead, Project Manager etc... I have a question that why all of us think the same... Why are we not thinking something different... Is someone(or something) blocking us(or our mind)... Dont really know... And yet as I said we will be compelled to take the same decisions which already someone has decided for us... Its like we having an abstraction of choices( which we think are our choices)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... I feel that something is really missing in my( or must I say Everyone's) life and I really don't what is it... Well I can say that the changes in me which triggered these kind of thoughts who knows... could be the precursor for some really noticeable changes in me... Or it might end up by me getting the answer for that eternal question... If someone knows the reason behind my restless mind... Kindly enlighten me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In constant quest for the answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shreyas VS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-115865604003663854?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/115865604003663854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=115865604003663854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115865604003663854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115865604003663854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-more-than-week-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-115805033227258536</id><published>2006-09-12T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T01:38:52.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Never waste an opportunity to say ' I Love You ' to someone whom you really love... coz.. its not everyday you meet a person, who has the magic to make you fall in love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Well the above line is the 'punch line' for me for this entire week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER : "Punch lines are only for listening and telling and I am not responsible for its execution and futher consequences. Use it at your peril. Readers discretion is recommended." ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, back after some 3 days... Was really busy to even check my mails( Ha Ha... Not really ;-) )... Well... I was waiting for friday evening 4:30 to happen as I zoomed out of this pathetic mysore to lively Bangalore for my weekend extravaganza.... By then my friend Swaroop had this awesome idea of going to "Lage Raho Munnabhai" movie at night... So as soon as I stepped out of bus at the Mysore road junction, I took an auto towards "Urvasi" theatre... ( Ya... That auto driver was bit taken back and gave me a wierd look thinking who is this Jerk who wants to go to theatre with a full fledged back pack ;-) ).... And this was suppose to be my first Second show experience at a theatre.... The mood and ambience looked promising....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I reached theatre well before the schedule and helped myself with a nice Sandwitch...  Then I met my friends there and had a real nice time at the movie... The movie is really enjoyable and you cant help bursting out laughing every now and then... And there are some emotional scenes which will make your eyes wet( atleast mine did... As I am called the senti guy in our group- and I am proud of it :-) ) After the movie I went to Swaroop's place and there also our chatting continued... we were awake till 3 in the night... I had almost forgotten that I had a test to attend in the morning... Then got reminded of that and forcefully slept off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then in the morning I went near MG Road and there I met Shubha... I had a nice time chatting with her... We completed the test and then both of remembered that we didn't have breakfast... So we went in search of some nice place... And finally ended up going to Richie Rich.... There we had some juice(Nothing else was appropriate it seems at that hour according to that shop owner)... Then we remembered that we are suppose to see test results also... I had almost forgotten about it amidst our bantering... We went back to check results and it had come as expected... Shubha was supposed to stay for further rounds and I was shown the Exit door( Although surprisingly,  I didnt feel any regrets for that)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed there itself till 1:15 and yes, we continued our chatting( God only knows where we get so many topics to talk... But I did enjoy a lot- Thank you Shubha).... After wishing her good luck( It did work... as she cleared all the rounds in flying colours) I came back to Swaroop's place... where he was having a "Tax Savings" session by his dad... I too joined them and I must say,  it was really enlightening.... After that, smitha,Shruthi, Shruthi(sharma), Veda, Sindhu and Srinivas who had gone for the movie called us to "Kamat Minerva" to have lunch with them... The food was good but who cares about it untill we have company of such caring and nice friends... From there it was decided to go to Shruthi(sharma)'s place... but srinivas didn't join us as he had some other commitments.... We all went to shruthi's place and had a chat session there also... and ya there we  played some 3 rounds of card game and guess what... I won the first game(Although I am a bit illiterate in these stuff)... After that we all dispersed from her house and I went to swaroop's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... No... that was not the end of the day. Myself and Swarooop went to one of his friend's place and there we were playing something and I was feeling that something is not complete today as I had not met one more friend( or should I say Counsellor?? Who has kept I dont know how many different names to me... ;-)) of mine... Shilpa.... (Ya.. She has to go to her company even on saturdays... Thats why I keep telling her to ditch that company... :-)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came her message that she is coming to meet us and I was really happy... and we met up near coffee day and had a long session of gossip mongering.... And ya... Swaroop had not seen her for some days it seems and as soon as he saw her... He couldn't control his boisterous laugh (Reasons withheld ;-))&lt;br /&gt;That day wouldn't have been complete without meeting her... Had nice time there and then we dispersed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Swaroop and his family had plans of going to Shivanasamudra ( Its also called 'bluff' falls - for "God only Knows" reasons... I am still figuring it out...) So I also joined them and we started off at 12 noon after having sumptuous meal prepared by aunty. We packed many eatables and clothes and our DRIVER(Swaroop is affectionately called so by his family members ;-)) had a good time driving till Maddur as the road was awesome.... After that sometimes we use to wonder sometimes whether we have lost track or is it really National Highway( Such is the condition of the road).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the falls at around 3 Pm and it was a steep descent to climb down the hill to the falls.... The view from the top was ecstatic... We climbed down slowly and initially myself and swaroop both were reluctant to get into that icy water.... But then we both couldnt resist the temptation and jumped in... And O'boy we did have memorable time out there when we went inside the falls where water was directly falling from top... It was the massaging effect of water which we liked the most... Any body pain will be warded off by that forceful outflow of water....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to come out and go... We both came out blaming ourselves not coming to this place early itself... Anyways we thought of enjoying it more the next time... Now we had a tremendous task of climbing up the mountain where we had parked our car.... Somehow we managed to climb up and there we helped ourself with 2-3 rejuvinating tender coconut water.... And then we started back tracking our path and on the way we saw one more falls( This one was too dangerous to climb down I felt) and all the way back, we munched on the unlimited supply of snacks from aunty and had a nice time chatting with Swaroop, his sister ,aunty and Uncle... ( I will always remember this trip - thank you Swaroop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dropped me at Maddur and after waiting sometime I got into a bus going to mysore and I reached home at around 10... So this is how I spent this weekend... Tell me about yours also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shreyas VS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-115805033227258536?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/115805033227258536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=115805033227258536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115805033227258536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115805033227258536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2006/09/never-waste-opportunity-to-say-i-love_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-115762475032619767</id><published>2006-09-07T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T03:25:50.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.shreylog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shreylog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Back to bug you all.... Yes, this is my consecutive second day at blogging... I must say today that the fun and joy when you hear some good news about yourselves or anything is magnified to astronomical extents when you share it among people who care about you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one such lucky feller today to have such an experience.... Just in my previous blog I had asked for all my friends to pray for me so that I get either Bangalore or Mysore as posting...&lt;br /&gt;And guess what.... I got Mysore as my posting atleast for timebeing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like sharing this good news with everyone so started calling everybody.... Didnt even consider that they might be in some meeting or training.... And everyone picked up the call and had a lengthy conversation also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after I exhausted all my friends by calling them... I was wondering what to do for the rest of the day as I was suppose to go and report to my Project Manager tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Then came a sudden and surprising idea of going to Wonder -La from Shubha and Smitha this saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I felt that we should do something different and exciting this weekend.... So I am all occupied today about contacting people and planning for saturday.... ( Well I must say thats the only thing I keep thinking whenever I am free - What to do for this weekend? ;-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I gave one more option of Go-Karting on saturday...&lt;br /&gt;Swaroop and Shruthi said Ok for that also... So I need to ask everyone and decide on one thing.... So.... Having all this our saturday sounds really exciting... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good News... Good News... And more Good News were in store for me today... Just about when I was starting to write today... Shilpa calls up and says.... "I got Bangalore".... Wow... Awesome news I said... Was really happy for her...&lt;br /&gt;One more reason is you know... its very difficult for "HeNNmakLu" to go outside their hometown and work Ha ha.... I like teasin my friends(Girls) with that name and they too get really irritated when I use that word.... Ha Ha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... This reminds me of yesterday me and shruthi(sharma) had a long chat session over our good old days at college and I really felt Nostalgic about them..... Really... I must say "Those were the best days of my life"...( Ya Ya... I know what you are thinking... Its a Bryan Adams Liner I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... Thats it for today I guess.... Will be updating tomorrow... Be in Touch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;Shreyas VS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-115762475032619767?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/115762475032619767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=115762475032619767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115762475032619767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115762475032619767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2006/09/shreylog-hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33952255.post-115755197784636446</id><published>2006-09-06T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T07:12:57.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Kind of feeling different writing something which will be posted on net and people get to Comment on it... Hmmm... Well Done Shreyas... You have grown up a lot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... I should definitely mention one person today( Infact She is a "Tumba oLLe Hudgi" - I know she will be cursing me after reading this ;-) ) Her name is Shubha.... I read her blog today and really got inspired by the way she writes and found out its actually fun writing blogs and can improve your writing skills also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I am not that a good writer... But i do enjoy reading others profiles, blogs etc.. etc... Ya Ya... I know I am boring you guys a lot... Please for my sake control you yawning.... :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past one week its been really boring out here at Infosys... "Nothing to do" is what our problem is. Actually it was fun when we were under training... atleast we had some assignments and projects to do.... So thats why I keep BUZZing my friends a lot these days... Just cant stand "not being busy" or "not in contact with people"... Hope they will tolerate me... He He... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days its been just waiting waiting and waiting for our posting details.... I might be sent to Trivandrum(Which is supposed to be the most inhabitable place on earth it seems)... Lets see... what happens... At the end of the day I will have to accept whatever they give me... And I am getting ready for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends have been really supportive all the while to make me comfortable and counselled me a lot.. Its really great to have such an inner circle of friends with whom I can chat and talk for so long that we dont know how so much time went off.... I just hope our friendship goes on and on and on and on and on......( I know all of my friends will be gigling now seeing my last sentence... Its my trademark sentence I guess ;-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people... When you comment... please let me know... what else can i blog on.... I am not able to get topics... well that indicates that I should stop blabbering now.... Just one request before I end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends... Please pray for me that I dont get trivandrum and that I get either Mysore or Bangalore as my posting.... Will be grateful to all of you... Ok Then...&lt;br /&gt;Will try to blog as frequently as possible....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;br /&gt;See you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shreyas VS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33952255-115755197784636446?l=shreylog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/feeds/115755197784636446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33952255&amp;postID=115755197784636446' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115755197784636446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33952255/posts/default/115755197784636446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shreylog.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Shreyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02236458851901286081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
