<?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-6294533835764842882</id><updated>2011-12-01T22:43:07.642+05:30</updated><category term='Nature'/><category term='travel'/><category term='tech'/><category term='poem'/><category term='ಕನ್ನಡ'/><category term='butterfly'/><category term='Reservation'/><category term='safely remove hardware'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Philosophy'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Android'/><category term='55 fiction'/><title type='text'>Thoughts - A result of Introspection</title><subtitle type='html'>Just my thoughtzzzz..!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-7321328495924704909</id><published>2011-12-01T22:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:36:59.238+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Destiny and Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Pre-Script - Just random 4 lines scribbled in 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gazing at the boring pixels on the screen&lt;br /&gt;I contemplate the life which lacks any sheen&lt;br /&gt;People talk about Destiny or changing the timelines&lt;br /&gt;All I care about is inner and outer peace for my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- RG &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-7321328495924704909?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7321328495924704909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=7321328495924704909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7321328495924704909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7321328495924704909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2011/12/destiny-and-peace.html' title='Destiny and Peace'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-6695005363008425792</id><published>2011-09-28T10:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:19:47.501+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safely remove hardware'/><title type='text'>Missing Safely Remove Hardware Icon</title><content type='html'>If the "Safely Remove Hardware Icon disappears then open a command window and run the below command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:\WINDOWS\system32\rundll32.exe shell32.dll,Control_RunDLL hotplug.dll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will bring up the add remove wizard and after that the icon will be restored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-6695005363008425792?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6695005363008425792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=6695005363008425792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6695005363008425792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6695005363008425792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2011/09/missing-safely-remove-hardware-icon.html' title='Missing Safely Remove Hardware Icon'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-3566951194977065843</id><published>2011-07-26T09:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-18T19:23:31.478+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pointless..</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sometimes I feel that there is no point in living this life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;On the flip side there is no point dying either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Death happens only once where as life can be experienced daily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;May be that is why we choose to live even if it is pointless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;-- RG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-3566951194977065843?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3566951194977065843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=3566951194977065843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/3566951194977065843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/3566951194977065843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2011/07/pointless.html' title='Pointless..'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-2384113132972468381</id><published>2011-04-20T14:29:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-18T19:32:10.006+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Android'/><title type='text'>Root Galaxy 3 (I5801) on Froyo</title><content type='html'>This is the Rooting method for Samsung Android Phones which are on Froyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.xda-developers.com/showthread.php?t=1011555"&gt;http://forum.xda-developers.com/showthread.php?t=1011555&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure your phone drivers are installed on the computer (Samsung Kies). Then follow the steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Enable USB Debugging in your phone.&lt;br /&gt;2. Click on Superoneclick.exe. In Superoneclick 1.7, check regeagainstthecage then click on the  'Root' button. After a few seconds, it'll say 'Waiting for device'.&lt;br /&gt;3. Now Connect the phone  to the computer using the USB Cable.&lt;br /&gt;4. Superoneclick will detect the phone.&lt;br /&gt;5. Now the phone will be rooted.(don't touch while it is going on.)&lt;br /&gt;6. After rooting, download and install busybox on your phone.(get it from market)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the program stucks here:&lt;br /&gt;Running rageagainstthecage&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;getting mount path...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then - Restart the phone and repeat the above process again. It should work this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-2384113132972468381?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2384113132972468381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=2384113132972468381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/2384113132972468381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/2384113132972468381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2011/04/root-galaxy-3-i5801-on-froyo.html' title='Root Galaxy 3 (I5801) on Froyo'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-7272269016990250468</id><published>2011-04-19T15:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-20T14:29:02.677+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Android'/><title type='text'>Android Phones - USB issue</title><content type='html'>Samsung Android phones - Sometimes they fail to get detected as USB devices when connected to a PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try the following and see if it helps -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dial *#7284#. This should open app called PhoneUtil&lt;br /&gt;2. In USB section, swith it to Modem, then switch it back to PDA&lt;br /&gt;3. Exit, and USB should work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-7272269016990250468?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7272269016990250468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=7272269016990250468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7272269016990250468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7272269016990250468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2011/04/android-phones-usb-issue.html' title='Android Phones - USB issue'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-8581422893898479906</id><published>2011-02-12T18:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:04:01.081+05:30</updated><title type='text'>First blog from Android</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've always used mobile more like a pda than a phone. Upon buying an android phone it just got better for me. Nowadays I use it like a mini computer to check my emails, chat, sometimes even a vpn. &lt;br&gt;Just installed the blogger app from google and hence this post. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-8581422893898479906?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8581422893898479906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=8581422893898479906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/8581422893898479906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/8581422893898479906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-blog-from-android.html' title='First blog from Android'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-7749369308979033332</id><published>2010-12-31T14:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-31T15:43:42.339+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another Year</title><content type='html'>Another year passes by, just like the innumerable past ones&lt;br /&gt;People hope for a better year than the present one&lt;br /&gt;Some whine about how great a year 2010 was..&lt;br /&gt;And some are just nonchalant about the year that was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting something good from the new year&lt;br /&gt;Causes a mix of  doubt, indifference  and fear&lt;br /&gt;Coz expectations not just  hurt, but excruciate&lt;br /&gt;And resolutions of course.. they just abate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can wish is that let 2011 bring happiness&lt;br /&gt;To all those who are expecting it..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-7749369308979033332?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7749369308979033332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=7749369308979033332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7749369308979033332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7749369308979033332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-year.html' title='Another Year'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-3831462097307030389</id><published>2009-09-21T00:00:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:28:28.719+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterfly'/><title type='text'>Butterfly Effect</title><content type='html'>Prelude - I hope that the reader knows what is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Butterfly_effect"&gt;Butterfly Effect&lt;/a&gt;. Here is just a simple imagination of an instance of butterfly effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Note - Image is taken from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/e3000/1561440998/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/e3000/1561440998/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383624489995068418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SrZ58zI_5AI/AAAAAAAABos/BmHIezIQVAA/s320/butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flapping the wings through the beautiful garden,&lt;br /&gt;Making wavy paths in air, tasting nectar in every flower,&lt;br /&gt;Appeared a colorful butterfly fresh from its chrysalis&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying its first flight in its new avatar,&lt;br /&gt;Flutter.. Flutter.. Flutter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faced its first peril by stumbling upon a lousy mans face,&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed was he and afraid as hell was the charming damsel&lt;br /&gt;Magazine the weapon trying to make her a victim of an assault&lt;br /&gt;Her new heart pounding; with gasps a lot, she fled into a bush&lt;br /&gt;Flutter.. Flutter... Flutter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginners luck saved the pretty bug, but not the garden&lt;br /&gt;Too many flutters in a short span of time caused an effect&lt;br /&gt;Shook the earth below the garden causing misery and pain&lt;br /&gt;The lousy man lay there cold in midst of his magazines&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly flew past him.. Flutter.. Flutter.. Flutter... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- RG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-3831462097307030389?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3831462097307030389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=3831462097307030389&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/3831462097307030389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/3831462097307030389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/butterfly-effect.html' title='Butterfly Effect'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SrZ58zI_5AI/AAAAAAAABos/BmHIezIQVAA/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-7584396549406387021</id><published>2009-05-12T14:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:20:18.609+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Moments of my Life..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prelude – A simple observation in my life made me realize that most of the things (mostly good..!) happen to me with a significant delay…! And many sad things happen normally…! You might say that every individual has the same feeling, but here I am being selfish and speaking about me…!! :)&lt;br /&gt;So the moments in my life are penned below..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living ignorantly, as the time swayed by&lt;br /&gt;Failed to notice every damn moment’s delay&lt;br /&gt;The stayed moments of joy and pain carved a bay&lt;br /&gt;Through my heart forming a cryptic abyss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countless such moments keep passing; each one&lt;br /&gt;Deepening the abyss caused by the pain of delay&lt;br /&gt;Happy moments had no charm coz they were stale&lt;br /&gt;Sad moments were intense like a mighty gale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them were weird and crazy; made me&lt;br /&gt;Glad for awhile and distressed by nearly a mile!&lt;br /&gt;Moments that I wished I would be part of... Alas&lt;br /&gt;Remained a mute spectator sporting a fake smile..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that some exclusive moments are meant for me&lt;br /&gt;Just like many people who wish upon a falling star..!&lt;br /&gt;Something surely would have fallen in their platter,&lt;br /&gt;And I guess nothing will remain for a mere 'me'..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    -- RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-7584396549406387021?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7584396549406387021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=7584396549406387021&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7584396549406387021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7584396549406387021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/moments-of-my-life.html' title='Moments of my Life..!'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-1554384305049796610</id><published>2009-02-23T14:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:02:16.388+05:30</updated><title type='text'>30 questions Tag</title><content type='html'>I picked up this tag from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CP&lt;/span&gt; aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chandan&lt;/span&gt; P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)What is your occupation?&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DW&lt;/span&gt;-BI Consultant…phew..!! That’s what my designation is at this client location..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)What colour are your socks now?&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)What are you listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;EA song from Dev.D.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Buahahaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Yummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chapathis&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Can you drive a stick shift?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I can…!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Last person you spoke to on phone?&lt;br /&gt;My Tl..!!! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Do you like the person who sent you this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chandan&lt;/span&gt;..!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;..!! Next question please…!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)How old are you today?&lt;br /&gt;25 years..!!! Silver Jubilee….!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)What is your favourite sport to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Chess…!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hahaa&lt;/span&gt;… Nope.. Cricket and Football..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)What are your favourite drinks?&lt;br /&gt;Natural – Milk and water..&lt;br /&gt;Cool Drinks – Sprite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Have you ever dyed your hair ?&lt;br /&gt;No ways..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chapathi&lt;/span&gt; with Egg prepared by mom..!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Last movie watched?&lt;br /&gt;Please..!!! It was Dev.D…!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Favourite day of the year?&lt;br /&gt;No favourites..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)How do you vent out your anger?&lt;br /&gt;I just become reclusive..!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Favourite toy as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Guns…!!! I am always fascinated by them..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Favourite season?&lt;br /&gt;Rainy..!! Getting drenched is so nice…!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Do you want your friends to email you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes/No/May be..!! All options…!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;No comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)What is on the floor of your closet?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Who is the friend you have had the longest?&lt;br /&gt;Myself..!!! (From birth… ) Don’t u know I am schizophrenic…!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;Watched Lost season 3 till 3 am and then slept..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)What are you most afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;Deep Water…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Plain,cheese or spicy hamburger?&lt;br /&gt;No hamburgers..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)Favourite dog breed?&lt;br /&gt;German Shepherds, Labradors, Pugs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26)Favorite day of the week?&lt;br /&gt;Does it really matter…!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)How many states have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;One State…!!! Unstable State..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)Diamond or pearl?&lt;br /&gt;What are they..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)What is your wish for this new year?&lt;br /&gt;I want to be on an island with just some talking wild animals around me..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)New year resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;640*480 pixels…!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-1554384305049796610?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1554384305049796610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=1554384305049796610&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1554384305049796610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1554384305049796610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/30-questions-tag.html' title='30 questions Tag'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-1928180816165853292</id><published>2009-01-08T18:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:14:33.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some Witty Rhymes..!!</title><content type='html'>These poems/rhymes are written by one of my friends, but he doesn't want me to mention his name nor does he want to publish these in his blog..!!! But now the copyrights of these are with me...!!! :P A nice read..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Perfect Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The perfect woman loves you always&lt;br /&gt;whether you're near or far&lt;br /&gt;She'll stand by you always&lt;br /&gt;And accept the person you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She returns back your affection.&lt;br /&gt;And empathizes with your pain,&lt;br /&gt;- whenever you are in a bad situation&lt;br /&gt;and yet never complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is aware of  cars, bikes&lt;br /&gt; gadgets or other jazzy things.&lt;br /&gt;She has similar likes and dislikes&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, she isn't crazy about diamond rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes you for your honesty,&lt;br /&gt;And not for your looks, money or fame.&lt;br /&gt;In the face of any difficulty or adversity&lt;br /&gt; Her love still remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She completes your incomplete life.&lt;br /&gt;A perfect mom she is and a perfect wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, why am I coming up with this list?&lt;br /&gt;The perfect woman doesn't even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Innocent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Attraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stared at me for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was very enervated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought about her all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My feelings unabated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never had a girl looked at me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With such a coldness and such a grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My eyes then shined aglow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the mere sight of her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With such such a moistness in her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And her skin full of gleam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will be saying just lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I say she was never in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Many a times I did try to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or gawp at her very slyly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But always found her looking back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't help but turn away shyly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never ever talked to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I now repent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But she'll remain in my heart forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and so will those subtle moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The attraction so innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Finality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somebody else plucked the rose,&lt;br /&gt;The only one I desired.&lt;br /&gt;I never went so close,&lt;br /&gt;But, I stayed far and admired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that the rose is gone,&lt;br /&gt;so has the scent.&lt;br /&gt;And I am left forlorn,&lt;br /&gt;with the chance I repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether,&lt;br /&gt;I will get my rose,&lt;br /&gt;But its sure that ever,&lt;br /&gt;I wont feel this morose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-1928180816165853292?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1928180816165853292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=1928180816165853292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1928180816165853292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1928180816165853292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-witty-rhymes.html' title='Some Witty Rhymes..!!'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-975285527965719367</id><published>2008-12-15T19:00:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:04:37.752+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Songs</title><content type='html'>Till some days back "Crawling under the Skin" from Linkin Park was my favourite English song.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow these two songs have overtaken my old favourite. I do not know how much popular are these songs but they are my present favourite and be favourites for a long time till i listen to some other mind blowing song. One is the &lt;em&gt;Carnival Of Rust&lt;/em&gt; from the band &lt;em&gt;Poets of the Fall&lt;/em&gt; and the other is &lt;em&gt;Tourniquet&lt;/em&gt; from band &lt;em&gt;Evanescence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Carnival Of Rust&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This song is just the highest epitome of a love song. The lyrics are just awesome and can be interpreted in many ways. The starting guitar notes are just mind blowing. The feel of the song remains even if you hear it just once. The last two lines almost bring tears to your eyes...!!!&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;D' you breath the name of your saviour in your hour of need,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n' taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of implication, insinuation and ill will, till' you cannot lie still,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil come closing in for a kill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come feed the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust&lt;br /&gt;Yeah feed the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come feed the rain&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah feed the rain&lt;br /&gt;Cos without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't walk away, don't walk away, oh, when the world is burning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't walk away, don't walk away, oh, when the heart is yearning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tourniquet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song sounds more like a heavy metal song. But the lyrics are again just great. It simply questions the right of suicide. If one commits suicide does it mean he would not get salvation..? What if he did a heinous crime and he felt that the only way to repent was suicide. Should not he be forgiven and given salvation..!!?? Debatable eh...!!?? Exactly...!! The lyrics are below:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to kill my pain&lt;br /&gt;But only brought more (so much more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lay dying&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming&lt;br /&gt;Am I too lost To be saved?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, my tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Return to me salvation&lt;br /&gt;My God, my tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Return to me salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Lost for so long&lt;br /&gt;Will you be on the other side?&lt;br /&gt;Or will you forget me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming&lt;br /&gt;Am I too lost To be saved?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, my tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Return to me salvation&lt;br /&gt;My God, my tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Return to me salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, my tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Return to me salvation&lt;br /&gt;My God, my tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Return to me salvation&lt;br /&gt;My wounds cry for the grave&lt;br /&gt;My soul cries for deliverance&lt;br /&gt;Will I be denied? Christ?&lt;br /&gt;Tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;My suicide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: I would like to listen to these songs in a loop forever if i could..!! :) If you have heard these songs and wanna add more on them leave your comments...!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-975285527965719367?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/975285527965719367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=975285527965719367&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/975285527965719367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/975285527965719367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/12/amazing-songs.html' title='Amazing Songs'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-1325780704840257108</id><published>2008-12-01T11:10:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:16:18.475+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>The weird look</title><content type='html'>A real incident that happened on last Saturday...!&lt;br /&gt;Akin to most weekends of mine this weekend was also a ho-hum weekend. I had missed my guitar classes from a fortnight and i did not want to miss this week as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i had to wear the guitar bag like a backpack and the straps were quite thin and was hurting my shoulder muscles i wore a black jacket. It has become a practice to wear a white bandanna on my head before i put my helmet.&lt;br /&gt;So with the black jacket and white bandanna and guitar bag at my back i made a certain character..! Someone even told i look as though i belong to a certain other religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way i stopped at an ATM (attached to the bank) as i needed some cash. Both the ATM machines were being used and i was waiting outside. The black jacket, long guitar bag at the back, white bandanna probably prompted the security guard to assume that i am a certain character (In wake of the recent attacks). The security guard started giving weird looks; he went inside and called one more security guy and now both started giving weird looks.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling uncomfortable with people staring at me as though i am some perpetrator..! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not even want to look at them because i usually give an expressionless glance and there could be chances that they will interpret it as they want. Basically i did not want to talk to anyone regarding who i am and what i was doing there..!!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily before any of them could approach me one of the ATM counters got relieved and i went inside to complete the task which seemed so huge now..! By that time i think they understood that i was a normal guy just carrying some long instrument and not any AK-47 or sniper. The weird look was normal now and the other guy was also not there. I quickly put my helmet and left the place to avoid any further weird looks..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- RG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-1325780704840257108?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1325780704840257108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=1325780704840257108&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1325780704840257108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1325780704840257108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/12/weird-look.html' title='The weird look'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-639776340815457617</id><published>2008-11-27T12:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:38:44.117+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ಕನ್ನಡ'/><title type='text'>ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲಿ ಒಂದು ಪತ್ರ</title><content type='html'>ನಾನು ಈ ಪತ್ರವನ್ನು ಶುದ್ಧ ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲಿ ಬರೆಯಲು ಪ್ರಯತ್ನ ಮಾಡುತಿದ್ದೇನೆ..! ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲಿ ಬರೆದು ಬಹಳ ದಿನಗಳಾಗಿದ್ದರಿಂದ ನನ್ನ ಈ ಪ್ರಯತ್ನ.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ನನ್ನ ಗೆಳತಿಗೆ ಈ ಪತ್ರ ಮೀಸಲು..! ಗೆಳತಿ ಯಾರೆಂದು ಕೇಳದಿರಿ ಏಕೆಂದರೆ ನನಗೂ ಸಹ ಅದು ತಿಳಿದಿರುವುದಿಲ್ಲ..! ನಾನು ಆಗಾಗ್ಗೆ ಹೇಳುತ್ತಿರುತ್ತೇನೆ ನನ್ನ ಗೆಳತಿ ಭೂಮಿ ಮೇಲೆ ಇರಲಾರಳು , ಆಕೆ ಬೇರೆ ಗ್ರಹದ ಸುಂದರಿಯೆ ಇರುತ್ತಾಳೆ ಎಂದು..! ಈ ಭೂಮಿ ಮೇಲಿರುವ ಎಲ್ಲ ಮನುಷ್ಯರು ಸ್ವಾರ್ಥಿಗಳು. ಹಾಗಾಗಿ ಇಲ್ಲಿರುವ ಹುಡುಗಿಯರನ್ನು ನಂಬಲು ನಾನು ಸಿದ್ಧನಿಲ್ಲ.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ಆದರೆ ನನಗೆ ಕನ್ನಡದ ಗೆಳತಿಯೇ ಬೇಕು, ಇದನ್ನು ನನ್ನ ಸ್ವಾರ್ಥ ಎನ್ನಬಹುದು. ಹಾಗಾಗಿ ನನ್ನ ಗೆಳತಿ ಬೇರೆ ಗ್ರಹದವಳಾಗಿರಬೇಕು ಮತ್ತು ಕನ್ನಡತಿ ಆಗಿರಬೇಕು..! ಕನ್ನಡತಿ ಆಗಿರದಿದ್ದರೆ ಕೊನೆಯ ಪಕ್ಷ ಕನ್ನಡ ತಿಳಿದಿರಬೇಕು.. ಈ ನನ್ನ ಪತ್ರ ಓದಿ ಅರ್ಥ ಮಾಡಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವಷ್ಟು ಜ್ಞಾನ ಇರಬೇಕು..! ನನ್ನ ನಿರೀಕ್ಷೆ ಬಹಳ ಜಾಸ್ತಿ ಎಂದು ನಿಮಗೆ ಅನಿಸಬಹುದು, ಆದರೆ ಇದು ಬಹಳ ಸರಳ ನಿರೀಕ್ಷೆ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ನಿಮಗೆ ಯಾರಾದರೂ NASA ದಲ್ಲಿ ಗೊತ್ತಿದ್ದರೆ ನನಗೆ ತಿಳಿಸಿ. ಈ ಪತ್ರವನ್ನು ನಾನು ನನ್ನ ಕಾಣದ ಗೆಳತಿಗೆ ಕಳಿಸಲು ಅಲ್ಲಿಂದ ಸಹಾಯ ದೊರಕಬಹುದು..!! ನನ್ನ ಈ ಪತ್ರವನ್ನು ಇಲ್ಲಿಗೆ ಮುಗಿಸುವೆ.... ಮತ್ತೆ ಸಿಗೋಣ ಓದುಗರೇ...!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------- ಆರ್.ಜಿ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to quillpad..!! Blogger has some problems with kannada script. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-639776340815457617?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/639776340815457617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=639776340815457617&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/639776340815457617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/639776340815457617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲಿ ಒಂದು ಪತ್ರ'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-6194461238263907196</id><published>2008-11-25T17:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:52:45.081+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Waves Of Life</title><content type='html'>( Just used the analogy of waves with respect to life of the humans as a whole. I personally liked the theme of the poem and it took me a long time to complete it. :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272611739896719202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SSwUcSMZJ2I/AAAAAAAABQs/zH9TolOfsYQ/s320/waves.thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swirling its path through the finest obstacles&lt;br /&gt;Descends smoothly over the ignorant living dead&lt;br /&gt;Recedes by taking away the sinful corpuscles&lt;br /&gt;Coterie unaware, busy in &lt;em&gt;mundane&lt;/em&gt; chores for bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remained flowing to and forth, a task forever&lt;br /&gt;Divine flux doing the job of human &lt;em&gt;sanctification&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A process of making living dead, alive at some hour&lt;br /&gt;Akin to the waves striking the rocks with utmost passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sins overwhelms the virtuous and the better&lt;br /&gt;Vigor and energy creeps into the process of ablution&lt;br /&gt;Crimson waves impinge on the profane mankind further&lt;br /&gt;And pave a course for the ulterior &lt;em&gt;sanct &lt;/em&gt;clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-6194461238263907196?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6194461238263907196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=6194461238263907196&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6194461238263907196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6194461238263907196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/11/waves-of-life.html' title='Waves Of Life'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SSwUcSMZJ2I/AAAAAAAABQs/zH9TolOfsYQ/s72-c/waves.thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-923334153137663715</id><published>2008-10-20T19:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:39:05.429+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Something about Joker..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Prescript&lt;/span&gt;: (Some thoughts about the character of joker in Dark Knight movie. My views on the character in the most simple words..!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world or rather the universe is based on two opposites - One may call it good and evil, plus and minus, action and reaction!! For example - Light and darkness, and if u say light travels at 3 lac km per second; it also means that darkness spreads at the same rate. Opposite forces in nature have the same capacity and intensity, just that their nature is exactly opposite! When nature is happy it uses its positive energy to enhance the minds and hearts of the beings, but it corrupts their mind when its in a destructive mood. Man is just one of the many species that are inhabiting the universe. He is also affected by the temper change of nature and hence we can find people who are so benevolent as well as who are so callous. Its just that their behaviour has been affected by the nature. But there are the so called common people who have both the forces in a somewhat balanced manner and hence they don't go over the extremes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These common people either adore and admire the 'hero' kind of people or sometimes the 'villains'.! Not all heroes are idolized but most of the villains are disliked by the common man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are few exceptions where in the villain takes over the hero and people admire him more than the hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joker&lt;/strong&gt; is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes him adorable or admirable or 'whatever you call it' by so many people across the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker is always smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want to kill his enemies as he likes to play with them the game of 'evil vs good'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to create Chaos just for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not afraid of anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keeps his plans so simple yet intelligent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not a criminal, but an force of nature (of the opposite nature)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He creates chaos because he is the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to pervade all over himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he himself says he has the divine gift which alas people call as 'Madness'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two emotions he knows are laughter and rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other villains Joker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; need anything. He is not taking any revenge nor does he need money. All he needs is to manifest himself throughout the world in the form of disorder and chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos personified becomes joker. The smiling, green haired, black eyed hero..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Its better to be a joker than be a sad common man..!! &lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-923334153137663715?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/923334153137663715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=923334153137663715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/923334153137663715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/923334153137663715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-about-joker.html' title='Something about Joker..!!!'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-4203673735315044867</id><published>2008-10-14T19:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:26:06.523+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Some Random Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When i say something, some hear, some ignore, but only my heart listens..!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are points in life when everything in life is down, but remember you are not out and hence you are experiencing the feeling..!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes you feel that the whole world has to end...at your hands.... If u don't control it you will end up as another joker.. (Dark knight inspired)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are three kinds of people- geniuses, normal people and others who just confuse normal people and claim to be genius.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are few things which cannot be understood and should not be understood..!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are times when you have two conflicting thoughts but still you are in your senses..!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aliens don't visit earth seeing the nitwits here; but mavens like Calvin and me suffer..!(Calvin inspired)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wrecking something gives an immense joy which nothing else can replace..!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The food chain still exists- except that the carnivores are replaced by politicians and the stupid common man is the herbivore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------RG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: The sentences and thoughts above are purely mine. Any similar quote or thought published anywhere is purely coincidental.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-4203673735315044867?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4203673735315044867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=4203673735315044867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4203673735315044867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4203673735315044867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-random-quotes.html' title='Some Random Quotes'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-6163857773375375786</id><published>2008-10-06T19:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:39:31.769+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><title type='text'>Some of my rants and rambles</title><content type='html'>Prescript: I have just started writing something... I don't know what i am going to write or what will i conclude from this.... I am just penning the thoughts as they are arriving in my little stupid brain..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 6&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; October today... My last blog update was 23rd august...!!! It has been more than a month that i have updated my blog... Why..!?? Has my brain stopped producing thoughts or have i become lazy? No both the reasons are invalid. Sometimes even though i would want to write something my other indolent mind says whats the big deal about writing your thoughts in a blog and expecting others to read it. Let the thoughts be with yourself and let them get buried under the heap of so many unexpressed feelings and views and opinions and what not...&lt;br /&gt;I felt it apt at that moment and kept quiet.... Was it just another trick of the slothful and evil mind of mine to suppress the feelings of the composed mind...!! May be yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now those feelings or views are just a faint remembrance and they don't exactly appear in the same form or with same intensity when they flashed for the first time.... Is it the same evil vs good scenario that's happening at minute proportions within my mind.... Does the law of physics apply here also... 'Whenever something good is on the verge of happening there is always a force, a friction which tries to pull it back....' Doesn't it sound similar to 'For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction...!!' Some say Physics is a dead science, but the father of classical physics Newton was a theist and all his findings were a result of not just his scientific brain, but his spiritual mind as well.... The basic sciences make up the whole base of existence of this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These all thoughts came up because of a small introspection of myself. Nowadays i am very inactive sometimes or i am too excited that i am doing something productive. I have slightly lost the composed nature of my mind i had. Is it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of some kind of conflict &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; happening in the mind....? Am i active when the good is winning over the evil and inactive when the evil is triumphant...?? A very probable reason...!! Lets hope that the good wins over the evil and i return to my normal self very soon...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;RG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-6163857773375375786?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6163857773375375786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=6163857773375375786&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6163857773375375786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6163857773375375786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-of-my-rants-and-rambles.html' title='Some of my rants and rambles'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-1309485521619211517</id><published>2008-08-23T14:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:40:26.798+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='55 fiction'/><title type='text'>The dead and dreamy...</title><content type='html'>Bang..!!! What a deafening sound it was...!!&lt;br /&gt;I shot my close friend..!!&lt;br /&gt;I could not believe my senses...!!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even remember why all this happened...&lt;br /&gt;Why did I do that... where did I get the gun from...!!!&lt;br /&gt;What next...&lt;br /&gt;I shook her to check her consciousness...&lt;br /&gt;But I woke up from my dream...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rahul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;55 fiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;. This is a type of fiction where you have to include a setting, a character, suspense, etc in 55 or lesser words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-1309485521619211517?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1309485521619211517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=1309485521619211517&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1309485521619211517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1309485521619211517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/dead-and-dreamy.html' title='The dead and dreamy...'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-1061396688374400155</id><published>2008-08-18T12:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:50:41.227+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>The Impulse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SKkkMospkzI/AAAAAAAAA8g/D2q-_fsC6Po/s1600-h/graph.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235755841296634674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SKkkMospkzI/AAAAAAAAA8g/D2q-_fsC6Po/s320/graph.gif" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prescript: This is an abstract poem( i cant say poem...!!). Its something like i wrote down few sentences on a paper, tore it, rearranged the pieces and you have this so called poem... I just wanted to know what each one understands it as... So tell that in your comments.. If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand and feel its crap please do mention that as well.... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The minds graph was calm and poise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till the eyes saw its presence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ears heard its pleasant voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nose felt the fragrance..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An impulse shot in the graph..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disrupting its smooth and normal sail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind enjoyed the distortion caused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chuckled and dreamt of fantasies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas..! To realise the mind failed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That the impulse would become a painful nail...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did the mind know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That it would have to face a row...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And get nailed down by the impulse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually to lose its lively pulse..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;RG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-1061396688374400155?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1061396688374400155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=1061396688374400155&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1061396688374400155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/1061396688374400155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/impulse.html' title='The Impulse'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SKkkMospkzI/AAAAAAAAA8g/D2q-_fsC6Po/s72-c/graph.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-3171002766827163432</id><published>2008-07-23T16:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:40:30.044+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Unknown knowns and Known Unknowns..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SIcLODM07BI/AAAAAAAAA7c/hQ35LXV3wco/s1600-h/earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226158228591930386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SIcLODM07BI/AAAAAAAAA7c/hQ35LXV3wco/s320/earth.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not long ago i wrote some crap about being alone and being lonely..!&lt;br /&gt;This time i am back with another thought which has similar lines..!!&lt;br /&gt;The KNOWN UNKNOWNS and the UNKNOWN KNOWNS..!! Does this ring a bell..? It might...i am not claiming it to be my phrase..!&lt;br /&gt;There are many entities in life which fall into either of these categories. Some of them even transform from one category to another in the course of life...&lt;br /&gt;I used the word entity because it’s not restricted to few things... It can be educational topics, skills, persons, feelings, places, clothes, vehicles and...List is endless..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things and people who strike an instance feeling of knowingness. You might be using the object for the first time or you might have met the person on that day but u still feel as though you know the person from a long time..!&lt;br /&gt;I will not tell any reincarnation story here..! It’s for the readers to discover why this kind of feeling comes..!&lt;br /&gt;The "Unknown Known" feeling..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many small and simple things which used to give us immense joy once. But now when we see them we get a feeling of unknowingness towards them. They were things once which were liked by us but now alas they have become UNKNOWN...!! In short Known Unknowns..!!&lt;br /&gt;Similarly i have seen people in the same situation. At least i never treat people as things... So i would never get such thoughts... But i have observed some people showing the "Known Unknown" feeling towards their 'once upon a time' good friends..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways if you want to add on anything on this topic based on your experiences leave it in your comments..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------Manjunath RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-3171002766827163432?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3171002766827163432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=3171002766827163432&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/3171002766827163432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/3171002766827163432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/07/unknown-knowns-and-known-unknowns.html' title='The Unknown knowns and Known Unknowns..!!'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SIcLODM07BI/AAAAAAAAA7c/hQ35LXV3wco/s72-c/earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-2425940853024107414</id><published>2008-06-21T16:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:40:30.137+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Being alone and being lonely...!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SFzmAYhgEOI/AAAAAAAAA7A/q-6BJnD7lu4/s1600-h/alone-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214295362845544674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SFzmAYhgEOI/AAAAAAAAA7A/q-6BJnD7lu4/s320/alone-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been writing some crappy poems off late..!!! So thought of scribbling some random thoughts this time..!!&lt;br /&gt;As we all know Man is a thoughtful being...and its one of the characteristics that has set him apart from the rest of the world..!!&lt;br /&gt;Or rather he tries to analyze and implement his thoughts..!! cos we should not comment on the thoughts of other beings..!! Right..? ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some thoughts in my weird mind about the word "lone".&lt;br /&gt;Any person will sometimes feel lonely and sometimes he wants to be alone...&lt;br /&gt;In both the states he is alone... but one state he is sad about being alone...and in the other he is alone to make his mind better..!! How contrasting..!!??&lt;br /&gt;Be alone to be happy..!! Be happy to be alone..!! Let’s see these lines...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel how proper they are... Sometimes i feel the second half is proper...other times the other way..!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is... Man is a social being... he can’t be alone for a long time... But there are some phases of life where loneliness is the only companion..!!!&lt;br /&gt;So these phases are like seasons...and they are ought to come and go... We should learn to be flexible enough to cope with them and lead a normal life..!!!&lt;br /&gt;What say guys (and girls...!!)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope i didn’t bore u people....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off for now... Leave your comments..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: The image is taken from google..!!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------Manjunath RG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-2425940853024107414?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2425940853024107414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=2425940853024107414&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/2425940853024107414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/2425940853024107414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-alone-and-being-lonely.html' title='Being alone and being lonely...!!!!'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/SFzmAYhgEOI/AAAAAAAAA7A/q-6BJnD7lu4/s72-c/alone-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-6775134140065566870</id><published>2008-04-15T14:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:59:28.853+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>The Face...</title><content type='html'>I saw a radiant face..&lt;br /&gt;which reduced my hearts pace..!!&lt;br /&gt;Enough was its brightness..&lt;br /&gt;To make my hearts state a mess..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt that even the moon&lt;br /&gt;Is a faint reflection of it..&lt;br /&gt;Saw her laughter soon..&lt;br /&gt;Oh..!! Stars were dull in front of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondered who is she on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Is she a treasure unearthed..!!&lt;br /&gt;Nope... She was lady from Venus..&lt;br /&gt;The Alien, my longed dear one..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------- RG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be Continued....!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-6775134140065566870?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6775134140065566870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=6775134140065566870&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6775134140065566870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6775134140065566870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/04/face.html' title='The Face...'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-2863255954755291320</id><published>2008-02-19T09:32:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:51:56.431+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>A flower's biography</title><content type='html'>Pre-Script : I could not sleep yesterday till around 2'o clock.&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts flashed across my mind... I have just scribbled it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came like a lovely Sun&lt;br /&gt;In the dullest moment of his life&lt;br /&gt;And brightened up his heart&lt;br /&gt;Filled it with colours and joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her anger was the heat&lt;br /&gt;And brightness was her radiance&lt;br /&gt;Rays were nothing but....&lt;br /&gt;Smiles she bestowed on him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her presence was soothing..&lt;br /&gt;Her absence in the midst of clouds&lt;br /&gt;Was agonising; Made him think&lt;br /&gt;Is life without her possible..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came a time at dusk&lt;br /&gt;When she left without telling him&lt;br /&gt;Heart broken was he; Crying and&lt;br /&gt;Lost in her thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon came soon after..&lt;br /&gt;To pacify and console him&lt;br /&gt;But all in vain - As the&lt;br /&gt;Flower had already withered..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Script: An attempt is made to use similes in a different manner.&lt;br /&gt;There are no rhyming words in the poem.&lt;br /&gt;But the Feeling is worth enough to have a read..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Please leave your valuable comments...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-2863255954755291320?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2863255954755291320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=2863255954755291320&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/2863255954755291320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/2863255954755291320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2008/02/flowers-biography.html' title='A flower&apos;s biography'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-8510637023989033139</id><published>2007-12-03T17:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:41:28.298+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>If...</title><content type='html'>Hey people, I read this poem by Rudyard Kipling....&lt;br /&gt;I felt very satisfied with the way i am after reading the poem...&lt;br /&gt;i thought i will share this with others...&lt;br /&gt;and as my blog has many hits across the globe..!!! i decided to publish it..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys enjoy the poem.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or being hated, don't give way to hating,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream - and not make dreams your master,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And never breath a word about your loss;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-8510637023989033139?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8510637023989033139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=8510637023989033139&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/8510637023989033139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/8510637023989033139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/if.html' title='If...'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-5136842870442856675</id><published>2007-11-28T20:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:40:30.381+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><title type='text'>Who am 'I'..??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/R1P1MsEumBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NXbpc45J7mg/s1600-R/who_am_i.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139721198098094098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="90" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/R1P1MsEumBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Bwg4hMFcLTI/s200/who_am_i.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am I..?&lt;br /&gt;This might be a cliched question for many of you.. But i dont mind..as i still have not got a proper answer for this...We know anything which has mass is matter..Similarly anything which has a reference to itself is 'I'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what do i mean when i say 'I'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any matter in this world be it a rock or you or me have a reference to itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see things with reference to yourself first and then may be with reference to the rest of the world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you are 'I', and i am 'I'.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets come to other matter... say for example rock... is it also 'I' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm... for that the rock has to answer...but somehow i feel rock will be having a similar thought about other matter in the world..!!I am reading a rock's mind..!!! Really great..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But an 'I' can arise only from matter which have a psyche... within them...Does matter similar to a rock have this...probably not... then that means its not 'I'.... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused again... Everytime i go ahead to find an answer to this i end up in confusion... and my question remains unanswered....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. but whats this 'I'... is this a qualitative entity... its not quantitative.. i know for sure... Each 'I' would have a quality associated with and the answer to the question "Who am I..?" lies beneath that quality..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your comments... Obviously for those who read.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-5136842870442856675?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5136842870442856675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=5136842870442856675&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/5136842870442856675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/5136842870442856675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-am-i.html' title='Who am &apos;I&apos;..??'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/R1P1MsEumBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Bwg4hMFcLTI/s72-c/who_am_i.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-4233888275612516609</id><published>2007-11-07T14:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:41:51.432+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><title type='text'>Unconnected to connected...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... what am i talking about and what i would be writing about.. even i dont know that... So read this if you really have time...&lt;br /&gt;Unconnected to connected.. Hey informatica guys i am not speaking anything related to the look-ups in Informatica... So if u r reading it for that you wont find anything.. Bcoz this is not a technical article... :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will have random thoughts that could either be connected or unconnected..!!!&lt;br /&gt;to each other , to you and me, to us and Him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days back i was thinking... i dont remember what exactly i was thinking... but there was this cross thought (something like a cross talk) that came in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been so many changes that have happened on this earth.. from the time i was born till date... Was i involved in any of those changes..!!! May be.... i am not sure though..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think i was not involved...!!?? well.. actually you are more involved than me in few changes like change in the serenity of the environment and mind... of the mankind.... as a whole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Actually i visualized a few things... of which i will share a few..&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you know about Acid rain.. Why does this happen.. Its bcoz Nature has been polluted... When nature was in unconnected form it was fine.... but when it got connected with mortals like us... it got spoiled and as one of it effects.. Acid rain...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly.. Man (Please read it as Woman if u r one) was pure in his heart and soul before he got into this crazy world... He/She was with the connected and he was proper...&lt;br /&gt;When he got disconnected from Him and became an unconnected entity he/she was now free to get connected with the worldly pleasure and increase the disconnect between him/her and Him.... (hope u understand..!!!! :) ) ..&lt;br /&gt;If this disconnect between us and Him continues one day will come when the heart and soul get so corrupt that man wil become unemotional and no tears would come out of his eyes... even when he is sad... Even if it comes it would be acid tears....!!!! (Wah.. what a concept..!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about this connects and disconnects..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally if u r still normal after reading this blog u r gr8... Leave your comments as to what u understood in this blog... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-4233888275612516609?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4233888275612516609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=4233888275612516609&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4233888275612516609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4233888275612516609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/unconnected-to-connected.html' title='Unconnected to connected...'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-4548928023192605510</id><published>2007-09-14T10:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:51:02.262+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>I saw Her</title><content type='html'>I saw a beautiful woman on the road,&lt;br /&gt;But her looks were as if she's from abode&lt;br /&gt;Alas her clothes were ragged and torn&lt;br /&gt;but a branded dress she had worn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me wonder why this difference&lt;br /&gt;understood that this was not by her preference&lt;br /&gt;she depicted the condition of modern India&lt;br /&gt;She was India,today's India..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to her to derive a conclusion&lt;br /&gt;She said it had no solution&lt;br /&gt;I say people have to change their mentality&lt;br /&gt;To improve India's vitality&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-4548928023192605510?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4548928023192605510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=4548928023192605510&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4548928023192605510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4548928023192605510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-saw-her.html' title='I saw Her'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-5227611376578268617</id><published>2007-09-04T10:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-04T10:06:16.248+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Year</title><content type='html'>Years pass by as though they are clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Make your life memorable before u become old,&lt;br /&gt;Share your feeling by coming out of your moulds&lt;br /&gt;This one year at mindtree is like an era of gold..!!!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-5227611376578268617?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5227611376578268617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=5227611376578268617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/5227611376578268617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/5227611376578268617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/year.html' title='A Year'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-750466667068336869</id><published>2007-08-29T16:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:51:40.023+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>My Mind</title><content type='html'>Like a kite my mind wandered..&lt;br /&gt;To understand her it pondered..&lt;br /&gt;Felt her beauty and wondered..&lt;br /&gt;But finally realised that it had blundered...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-750466667068336869?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/750466667068336869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=750466667068336869&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/750466667068336869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/750466667068336869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-mind.html' title='My Mind'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-4960020229374493492</id><published>2007-08-21T17:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:03:18.069+05:30</updated><title type='text'>True Colour</title><content type='html'>A chameleon shows its true colour&lt;br /&gt;When its placed on a mirror&lt;br /&gt;A man knows all his errors&lt;br /&gt;When nature shows it horror...&lt;br /&gt;----RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-4960020229374493492?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4960020229374493492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=4960020229374493492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4960020229374493492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4960020229374493492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/true-colour.html' title='True Colour'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-3674646780770542928</id><published>2007-08-14T14:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-14T14:41:45.002+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why am I still on Earth.??</title><content type='html'>I wanted to see the hell&lt;br /&gt;And the heaven as well&lt;br /&gt;But,then i found the truth&lt;br /&gt;That earth is better than these both..!!!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------ RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-3674646780770542928?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3674646780770542928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=3674646780770542928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/3674646780770542928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/3674646780770542928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-am-i-still-on-earth.html' title='Why am I still on Earth.??'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-4090004268810246457</id><published>2007-08-14T11:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:52:16.362+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Not Enough</title><content type='html'>Not enough the time is not enough&lt;br /&gt;For me to think....&lt;br /&gt;Not enough the memory is not enough&lt;br /&gt;To capture my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough the grey is not enough&lt;br /&gt;To compile my intellections.......&lt;br /&gt;Not enough the world is not enough&lt;br /&gt;To unveil my imaginations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough people are not enough&lt;br /&gt;To convey my feelings....&lt;br /&gt;Not enough the universe is not enough&lt;br /&gt;To complete this present thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------- RG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-4090004268810246457?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4090004268810246457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=4090004268810246457&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4090004268810246457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/4090004268810246457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-enough.html' title='Not Enough'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-7071759476743318102</id><published>2007-04-02T17:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:40:32.917+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>On The Top of Chembra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chembra Peak is the highest peak in Wayanad, at 2100m above sea level. It is located near the town of Meppady. A destination for trekkers as well as nature lovers,like us.As our ooty trek plans did seem to go nowhere we finally zeroed upon Chembra last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDv2U5szdI/AAAAAAAAADI/hAEbD1rOxo4/s1600-h/long+way+to+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048798898885021138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDv2U5szdI/AAAAAAAAADI/hAEbD1rOxo4/s400/long+way+to+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Myself(RG),Girish(giri),Chandan(ips),Rahul(The great),Pradeep(Camel),Vikranth,&lt;br /&gt;KrishnaKumar(KK),Srivatsa(bullshit),Shantakumar(shanta) and Ranga were the trekkers who decide to spend a weekend peacefully away from this polluted and congested citylife.The Journey started like this. On the cool saturday night at 8:00pm myself,giri,pradeep,rahul,srivatsa met at Banashankari and left in a Tempo Traveller to HAL II stage for collecting the tents and sleeping bags.It took us almost one and a half hour to reach there in the heavy bangalore traffic.At around 9:05pm we reached the place and collected the tents and sleeping bag by giving a deposit of 10000/- (of course in cheque).Then we picked up Giri's friends Shanta and Ranga at Diamond District.At around 9:55pm we gave 500 Rs to the driver to charge his "Airtel" mobile.At 10:00 we came back to Banashankari to pick up KK,while Rahul,Giri,Pradeep,Shanta and Ranga went for dinner.I think they prepared their dinner themselves as they took some 45 mins to come back.Now we started moving towards Mysore road to pick up the great Chandan ips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDtN05szWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tWBid-CFt3k/s1600-h/time+to+rest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048796004077063522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDtN05szWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tWBid-CFt3k/s400/time+to+rest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey started with Mungaru Male Songs playing in the DVD player,and later Pradeep insisting to see Jumanjee movie for which no one agreed.I had a nice sleep,but some backseaters were grumbling that they could not sleep(why..?? i dont know...!!!).At around 5-5:30 we reached Kalpeta which is a town and had a small nap.As we had to search for a hotel for refreshing ourselves we had to search for it. Proactive people (myself,chandan,giri,rahule,shanta,ranga) went in search of hotel while others like pradeep,srivatsa were busy sleeping.While walking we saw banner of some "sammelana"(a gathering) and told chandan to join it as it was a "PJ sammelana". We almost had a long morning walk till we found the hotel kamelia where we got refreshed.At 8:10am we went to another restaurant to have breakfast,but everyone had to wait for chandan as his "make-up" was still going on.Srivatsa seemed to be too excited seeing pradeep in sleeveless.One unusual thing in these hotels were that they gave only hot jeera water instead of normal water.We were having Idiappam and idli for our breakfast while pradeep's phone buzzed.(who might have called him..... yes it was patra).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDue05szaI/AAAAAAAAACw/h88KGvuE_BU/s1600-h/AT+kalpetta+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048797395646467490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDue05szaI/AAAAAAAAACw/h88KGvuE_BU/s400/AT+kalpetta+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing our breakfast we started moving towards Meppadi-Both sides of the road covered with Arecanut trees and some ancient houses.A aerialview revealed the beauty of clouds and mist over the green clad mountains.At 9:05 am we reached Forest Range Office and giri,rahul went to collect the permission letter.While they had been to collect it i could see the Chembra estate which was so huge and looked like a natural green carpet with electric poles looking like nails(hit by man) in that carpet.By 9:30 am we had entered Chembra estate,the path was a ghat section of curves and ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDu6U5szbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/r0OICXQjxXc/s1600-h/ooops!!!+no+water!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048797868092870066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDu6U5szbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/r0OICXQjxXc/s400/ooops%21%21%21+no+water%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we started climbing the hill,the path being a normal road till the watch tower and then the uphill task started with me leading the way.While climbing it was tiring initially but later i felt it much easier.Chandan and myself could hear some noises and thought that it could be of Leopards,which are in Chembra but the animal didn't dare to meet us,so we couldn't see it.At around 12:20 pm we reached a place where we could see a heart shaped pit and alas it was the lake which had dried... There was a lone tree near that lake or rather pit where we had a round table conference(of course without a table) and started discussing about the next&lt;br /&gt;steps.Then we went in search of water and finally found "The Heart Shaped lake" called "Hruday Sarass" (the previous one was not a lake it was indeed only a pit).Then we had to find a pure source of water for drinking,which we found just few yards away (bcoz of our exploring nature).We returned back to the heart shaped pit, had lunch ("appam") which we had got packed from the hotel.After lunch there were discussions from FWD mails to childhood pranks and all.Srivatsa was becoming ready to take position with pradeep,while Chandan coined a new term "Dont ok".Giri had some weird way of telling which is north direction(Face to the Sun and your right hand direction is North) and srivatsa irritated him so much that finally giri agreed that his way might be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDvMU5szcI/AAAAAAAAADA/CTdcirSVImw/s1600-h/rest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048798177330515394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDvMU5szcI/AAAAAAAAADA/CTdcirSVImw/s400/rest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now everyone started climbing to the real lake from the fake lake.. At around 4:00 pm we reached the lake and giri,myself,rahul,srivatsa went to tap the running water for drinking purposes.The water was so pure and clear and so cold that i felt it was elixir on earth.There were different activities happening like collecting firewood(or rather fireworks as said by giri and kk),taking some snaps and writing some notes for blog etc.. For taking the snaps it was decided that Giri would take Exotic pics while others take Non Exotic.Then some local trekkers happened to be there and they were telling about the nearby places like Edakal, and some Natural Dam, etc.. There was a cool breeze which was taking away all the heat from the body.(i wish there was some some similar breeze which could take away all the pain and give some relief to the whole mankind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDwd05szeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AtuiFyzONyI/s1600-h/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048799577489853922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDwd05szeI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AtuiFyzONyI/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD0m05szjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PWNhjVCe1_k/s1600-h/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048804130155187762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD0m05szjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PWNhjVCe1_k/s400/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At around 4:30 Myself,Rahul,Giri,Vikranth,Srivatsa started climbing to the top of Chembra.What appeared to be a average climb started becoming a enormous task.This was more tiring than the climb upto the lake.Every time we climbed a small peak, much more higher peaks became visible but we finally reached the top in just one hour 15 mins.Srivatsa stopped at second highest point fearing it would be dark and descent would become risky.Climbing the final peak was on our four legs(2I mean 2 legs and 2 hands) like a toddler.We were like children climbing on Mother Nature's Shoulder.The topmost part of the peak was a 10ft x 10ft area with a rock in the middle on which we stood and took snaps.The descending task started at around 6:00pm.Body Cramps were higher while climbing down.The sun appeared to descend down with us giving his warm company to nature lovers(thats us).The birds were going to their nests and their chirps were as though they were saying good evening to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD1iU5szkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/x7pgMQSeNJ0/s1600-h/DSC_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048805152357404226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD1iU5szkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/x7pgMQSeNJ0/s400/DSC_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDym05szhI/AAAAAAAAADo/Fm3AtGMQmvE/s1600-h/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048801931131932178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDym05szhI/AAAAAAAAADo/Fm3AtGMQmvE/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the lake again the tent was almost put up and cooking had also somewhat started.Myself,Rahul and Srivatsa went to take the bath in the running stream.Giri and Vikranth were still in the oblivion as they were busy in capturing the fine moments of nature.At the lake Srivatsa and Pradeep were complementing each other saying that they were "different"(The perception of the word different is left to the reader).The dinner was prepared and the menu card consisted of 3/4 th cooked rice and saltless rasam.Everyone finished their dinner and started playing Rummy.Giri said he was the Rummy COE and the game started with the first two games won by bullshit and last one by Giri.Pradeep was reading aloud the numbers of everyone's cards.At 11:30pm everyone felt sleepy and went to sleep in the tents in their sleeping bags.Everyone in our tent had a sound sleep but in the other tent no one could sleep as chandan felt that leopard was shaking their tent all the night as though the leopard didn't have any other work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD2KU5szlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZR5nwnG4xe4/s1600-h/DSC_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048805839552171602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD2KU5szlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZR5nwnG4xe4/s400/DSC_0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We got up early morning 6:00 am,finished nature's call.Giri was away with his camera to capture nature's beauty.However Chandan said nature gave him a "missed call". At around 8:00am kk,chandan started cleaning vessels,others were packing tents and sleeping bags.The clouds started moving up and we were now in the middle of the clouds.Now the descent had to start and so group snaps were taken and the downward journey started.We reached the tempo traveller at 10:00am and before getting into the cab had a refreshing bath in a stream.Giri used water that would have been sufficient for two elephants.At 11:00 we were back into the cab.We reached Meppadi at around 11:20 am and we could see a distant view of the Chembra peak,and Girish was excited as he was the first to reach its top in our group.The lunch was earlier as our breakfast was only a few slices of bread and jam.The lunch was enough to fill our stomachs and the travel started again with the song "Onde ondu Sari" coming in the dvd player.Now we were on NH 212 where i could see a board saying that mysore was 127 km from there.The backward travel was accompanied with repeated playing of the Mungaru Male songs.Next song "Kunidu Kunidu" was now being heard and Giri was remembering a spoof of it.Vikranth was really enjoying the songs as he was waving his hands with the melody of the songs.KK wanted the hips dont lie song but no one had it.So again Mungaru Male songs.It might be true as srivatsa said that Mungaru male cd had run more than the vehicle's speedometer.Chandan's cd's never&lt;br /&gt;played in the player.According to giri it was bcoz of the water in the cd player resulting from Mungaru male songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD31U5sznI/AAAAAAAAAEY/z8a8nwRi-Aw/s1600-h/DSC_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048807677798174322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD31U5sznI/AAAAAAAAAEY/z8a8nwRi-Aw/s400/DSC_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD4_U5szpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Z6Aw6iUh-ZA/s1600-h/DSC_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048808949108493970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD4_U5szpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Z6Aw6iUh-ZA/s400/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there were serious discussion among ourselves for the plan to fool kk.There were several attempts and finally it was with Irshad's help(indirect) that we could fool kk.In nanjangud we had tender coconut water,but girish was off with one empty shell to a secluded place(No one knows the reason),and again he was back drinking something from the same shell which had been emptied earlier..!!! When we were in Mysore we could see some burnt tyres etc. due to Mysore bandh.After entering bangalore we had to go back to return the tents and sleeping bags and during this time Pj's started pouring in.Giri was leading in it(may be bcoz of that special liquid which he mixed in the coconut shell).Chandan had a plan of starting PJ-Sha Consultancy and it would be giving consultancy,customer care,customer support in its area of business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD5TU5szqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/l2FknN5UMi0/s1600-h/i0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048809292705877666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhD5TU5szqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/l2FknN5UMi0/s400/i0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i would say that the trek was a great experience and with such co-trekkers i feel any trek would be a great experience.Hope we trek more and more... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photos uploaded in random order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo courtesy:Girish KA and Rahul Nair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-7071759476743318102?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7071759476743318102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=7071759476743318102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7071759476743318102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7071759476743318102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-top-of-chembra.html' title='On The Top of Chembra'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/RhDv2U5szdI/AAAAAAAAADI/hAEbD1rOxo4/s72-c/long+way+to+go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-7791151797079686108</id><published>2007-01-29T11:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:40:34.587+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Hoganekal rocks...!!!</title><content type='html'>Ten friends had decided to go to hogenakal falls last Saturday. The organizers were Chandan and Srivatsa. The others were Bhari, Giri, Jaginux (jagadish), Irshad__vijay, Kitty__laughing gas, Manjunath RG, Padma and kavitha__V. Chandan had called everyone to come at 6:45 am, but he himself came at 7:05 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025323591326816722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2JLlZs2dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wwnGCUXZPm0/s400/DSC00709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The journey eventually started at 7:30 am in a TT.The TT was with a video coach with good seats as well. The TT moved steadily through the fog and smoke, which is recent trend of Bangalore roads. They stopped at the check post to pay the road tax. Later they stopped at Hotel Saravana bhavan to have breakfast. It took a long time to get the Idly Wada for one of the two tables which they had occupied.Irshad said that the hotel guys might have gone to bring the rice for idly now, and was thinking of calling Vijay. The journey continued now with the himesh 2(Chandan) starting his songs. Everyone joined him along except Padma who as usual was only a spectator. The innocent Manju was being given new nicknames and was being ragged..?? (No..., they were friends right..??).Padma had some great interest in this and joined others in teasing the poor Manju.Srivatsa was observing everything and sitting silently (good boy's traits). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025324166852434402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2JtFZs2eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Btp4FE1FKIc/s400/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025324776737790450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2KQlZs2fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcaRGhdoDVo/s400/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On reaching the place at around 12:00 noon, Irshad was busy searching for..??? (I think others know what..??) .Srivatsa, Giri spoke to a boatsman, for taking all near the falls. Two ‘Theppas’ were hired and the water journey started, with manju, chandan, giri, padma and kavi in one, and the remaining in another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025325343673473538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2KxlZs2gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-U54I0Jy7wE/s400/DSC00778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025326443185101330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2LxlZs2hI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YyCs99O6Iw4/s400/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a magnificent experience with steep rocks around, and gushing water currents, surrounding the boat. This place was unlike other falls because the water flows between two steep rock walls and the river was acting like a boundary between two states. The boat went under few falls, and this left everyone completely dripping in water. The water level inside the other boat was increasing (courtesy: irshad) and because of this effect, Bhari’s mobile became lifeless.Bhari was thinking of filing a complaint against 'wild craft’ bags as the so-called waterproof bag did not save his phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025327568466532898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2MzFZs2iI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ymzBSsr8FTM/s400/DSC00756.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025329823324363346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2O2VZs2lI/AAAAAAAAABU/rEK9Yo8Og6k/s400/DSC00762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we reached an island where the water was only knee deep and so everyone started playing in the water with a ball.Giri was busy taking dips in the water (may be to get rid of his sins).Later kavi and Padma too got into water, and participated in the game.Irshad did not get into water fearing a tsunami would happen because of his watering capability. Kitty was laughing more than catching the ball.Srivatsa, Chandan, Bhari, Jagadish were good at catching, but were lacking consistency.Manju started off like an out-of-form ganguly but then took some stunning catches. Then there were some races (swimming, running) between bhari, kitty and srivatsa in the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025328096747510322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2NR1Zs2jI/AAAAAAAAABE/MBRGCQglCt0/s400/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The lunch was on the island with some locals preparing rice, sambar and papad.Kitty did not have anything, as he was a bit uneasy. While returning back, srivatsa saw some water being filled in his 'life' and when it started working, he screamed ‘Sony Ericson rocks’. On reaching the main land, we bought some roasted puffed rice and ate it as we walked until the TT.&lt;br /&gt;At around 6:30 the backward journey started. Everyone was tired and so it was silent except some singing from himesh2, kavi and bhari. Again, Manju was the target for everyone to 'rag' (a friendly way) and now even srivatsa joined (became a bad boy in just few hours..!!) .Jagadish had brought UNO cards and we all played it for sometime. Later jagadish wanted to dance to the 'subhanalla' song and started pulling everyone from his /her seats to dance. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025329002985609794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2OGlZs2kI/AAAAAAAAABM/u8oef147fAA/s400/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone got down to have some snacks at a hotel called shree sagar, but kitty went back to bring his phone even though Manju offered his phone.The reason was obvious.. to send a msg. to .....!!. The food was just okay in that hotel. The travel started again and did not take much time in reaching the starting point. Kitty’s laughing gas became highly unstable as soon as he got down (God knows the reason..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Srivatsa was busy settling the travel expenses and everyone eventually went back to their houses and had a sound sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..A Spectator .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-7791151797079686108?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7791151797079686108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=7791151797079686108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7791151797079686108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/7791151797079686108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/hoganekal-rocks.html' title='Hoganekal rocks...!!!'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9ue5wSO1EZo/Rb2JLlZs2dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wwnGCUXZPm0/s72-c/DSC00709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-6287282563662745379</id><published>2007-01-17T17:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-26T17:54:56.871+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reservation'/><title type='text'>My view on Reservation</title><content type='html'>Reservation is required for those people who are underprivileged and downtrodden.In india there was a need for reservation during the days of the great Ambedkar, so he introduced the provision for reservation in the constitution itself.But today there are only a few people who use this facility honestly.This is the problem and not reservation itself is a problem as many think.so whats the solution..?As it cannot be removed all at once minimise the amount of reservation given and most importantly make a rule that it is applicable to people only who are above certain threshold in their marks or so.And one more thing make another rule which prohibits a person from using this facility more than once or twice in his/her lifetime.Please post your comments... Think of my solution....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-6287282563662745379?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6287282563662745379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=6287282563662745379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6287282563662745379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/6287282563662745379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-view-on-reservation.html' title='My view on Reservation'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6294533835764842882.post-2121270848867512192</id><published>2007-01-17T17:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-26T17:56:17.319+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Man,Nature and God</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. The College &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a small town called Sanfornia in a country called Maldever where winter is very severe stood an old college which was very famous for the academic excellence being achieved by its students. The college building was an old stone building with green patches of algae here and there. But the serene surroundings were a sight to watch. During winter the snow added to the beauty of the view with white colour of snow making the college look like a granny in a bridal dress. In this college, the final year class of BSc (Bio tech) had two close friends who were very much seeing each other from a long time and almost everyone in the college knew about it. Peter was a sturdy, six feet white guy who had a rough face but a soft heart and was very friendly in nature. He was very adventurous and liked to take risks. Jane was a shy girl who would not talk much and always kept an eye-catching smile on her face. She was a bit concerned about Peter's attitude towards risk, otherwise they were fine. Everyone liked the couple and enjoyed seeing them being in so much love with each other. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Peter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter was from a rich family who had a farm of their own and his mother Renie used to take care of that. He had lost his father long ago in an accident and his mother had a second marriage with the wealthy James Wellford. James and Peter had a good father son relationship unlike those wicked filmy stepfathers. Renie and James were ideal parents to Peter and his sister Mily. James had his own business which was going very well and their house sprawled across a large area with farms around the house. The family owned several vehicles but Peter always used a car which looked like a 'minitruck' and everyone in the college including Jane used to chide him for that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 3. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Jane's family had her mother Lohan, her father Ben ticker, and a small pug which was called "buggy" and it followed our Jane wherever she went. Her father owned a stationery mall where one could find all the necessary learning stuff. Her mother was a housewife who used to spend her lots of time dealing with buggy's pranks. Ben was a strict disciplinarian but had given Jane enough freedom. But he did not know Jane's feelings towards Peter. Lohan had told Jane that she would find the right time and inform him about it as she liked Peter's nature and wanted Jane to marry him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. End of College life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then one day came where everyone had to depart but these two were not there to depart, and so Peter decided to ask Jane's father as soon as he got a job. In a matter of few months Peter got a job as a supervisor in a pharma company and now a marriage proposal was placed before Ben by Peter's parents. Ben was a bit skeptic considering the young age of Jane and Peter, but eventually he agreed and marriage was finalized. Jane and Peter had no limits to their happiness and they kept roaming the small town meeting old friends and informing them about their marriage. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Marriage and the baby &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The marriage went on very well except that Peter was a bit inactive due to after effects of the bachelors party that was thrown by his college buddies the previous night. In a matter of few months Jane and Peter were to become parents and their happiness knew no bounds. Finally Peter and Jane had a cute baby boy and now they had a small house in the farm just adjacent to Peter's parents. The pug "buggy" now stayed with them and it liked the baby very much may be because of the size similarity. It used to lick the baby and make him giggle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 6. Peter's new job &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adding to the joy of the couple Peter now got a new job in another city called Iceplore. The company was a reputed one and they offered more pay as well.So he decided to change his job and move to the new place. He had to relocate within a week and he decided to take Jane, baby and even "buggy" with him much against the will of his parents. The only good thing was that a distant relative by name Amelia stayed in that city and she would help Peter to settle down there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Journey &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As expected he decided to drive to iceplore on his own in his favourite 'minitruck'. There were two paths to iceplore, one a longer path and was a wide clear path, and the other was a shorter one, but passed through mountainous regions and could get blocked in snowy season .But the snow fall was considerably low this season and so Peter decided to take the shorter route. His parents were bit concerned ,but they knew that he wouldn't change his decision. The baby had just started eating solid food and Jane still had joint pains from baby's birth. So even Jane was worried but decided to accompany Peter. On the next morning at 7:00 am Peter ,Jane, baby and 'buggy' left for Iceplore.The journey would take about 11-12 hours and so they thought they should reach there by at most 7:30 pm which was fine. They had a road map for help in case they got lost. The journey started off well with the day being sunny and roads being flat and free of potholes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Day1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; They had taken some cakes and bread for lunch. But they had food at a hotel and these cakes remained uneaten. By 3'o clock they were witnessing some mild snowfall and some gusty winds. So as a precaution Jane told Peter to get snow chains for the wheels.(snow chains are put to avoid the wheels getting stuck in snow).Peter did not agree saying that would slow down the speed. But Jane eventually forced him to put those chains. Now the 'minitruck' started moving like a cart and 'buggy' seemed to enjoy it. Now the time was 5:30 and they still had a long way to go. So Peter removed the wheelchain and started driving much faster. As the vehicle speeded up the wind speed increased as though giving competition to peter and visibility decreased drastically. During this course peter missed a sign board and started moving in the wrong direction. He kept on driving till Jane saw there was no road ahead and yelled at peter to stop the car. By this time it was 7:00 pm and sky started darkening. Both of them decided not to drive at night and so decided to sleep in the car itself. The temperature was too cold for Jane, peter and 'buggy' but the baby had a warm covering and had enough warmth to keep him happy. They had some cakes for dinner and slept. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Day2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The morning sun was bright and its light fell on the beautiful face of Jane and woke her up. Jane then woke up peter and both of them got down. To their dismay there had been snowfall the whole night and the wheels were under 2 feet snow. Peter remembered removing the chains and hence thought that driving on the snow now was a distant possibility. Both decided that whatever may come they were not going to leave each other. They decided to be together till the end come what may. Now they started removing the snow using whatever they could get in that snow desert. They toiled till evening but in vain. Gusty winds started again and they decided to spend one more night in the car and decide what to do tomorrow. They had some remaining bread, fed 'buggy' and gave milk to the baby and spent a sleepless night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Day3 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The couples got up early in the morning and started pondering over the map. They could somehow guess the area they were stuck in and saw that there were two directions to the main road. The first one was to go back and join the road where they took the wrong deviation, or move forward .The main road seemed to be at almost the same distance in both directions on the map. Both missed out something written in fine print in a corner of the map.(map not to scale..!!!).They wanted to make sure that the child is not affected by the cold. They put it in a black bag with all necessary cushioning so that the baby would be warm. They started moving with Jane carrying the 'buggy' and Peter the baby. Jane was very slow in walking as she still had joint pains. Their journey seemed to be endless. They would take rests in between and every time they stopped, baby would shake his legs or cry, and they would just check if he was fine. The pug was shivering from cold and they put a shawl on it to protect it. Their throats were so parched that they started eating snow on their way. By evening they got a steep path which they thought would lead to the road. So they decided to take rest before climbing the steep path. To their surprise and fear the baby did not shake or cry this time. Both got tensed up and did not want to open and see the bag. Jane started crying thinking of the unprecedented. Finally Peter opened up the bag to find a peacefully sleeping child and both were relieved to see him. Now they started climbing the steep snowy path with great difficulty. Finally after an hours climb they reached the top and saw in front of them.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Peters house &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They got the news from Amelia that peter and Jane had not reached her house, and so they thought that both of them have lost the path. So they started panicking and put ads in newspapers and on the web. They were sure that they would make it to iceplore somehow. They were really very much worried as there was a month old baby with them. They started getting mails saying that they had seen them near some highway.. etc.. It was difficult for them to decide which information was authentic and which was hoax.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 12. Day3 evening &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The couple saw huge peaks with not even some vegetation to be seen. Peter started swearing at himself for choosing this path and they could not see even some trail. By this time 'buggy' was really exhausted and was almost cold as dead. Jane started weeping for it. Now they had to decide what to do next. Peter found some rocky cave and decided to stay that night there. Their food was almost over that night and 'buggy' was almost lifeless. The night was a windy and a very cold one. They had one more sleepless night.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Day4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Peter got up by 8:00 am to find his body almost frozen. He somehow got up, but Jane could not even stand and so he decided to leave Jane and the baby in the cave. He thought he would go back in the other direction to find someone to help them. When he told this to her Jane was shocked and she did not agree at all. He then convinced her that if both of them stayed there was no way of escaping death. By this time 'buggy' had already expired. The pug followed Jane everywhere and now it was in a permanent sleep. Jane started thinking that in a few days from now it could be her turn to follow 'Buggy'. Both of them wrote letters to their parents saying what happened and kept it with themselves, so that it could be of some use to anyone who found them if they did not survive. And now peter started his journey back to other path at around 9:20 am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 14.The backward journey &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter started walking like a mad person singing " Lead Me, Guide Me" (Elvis Presley's song) for himself. By evening he could only reach his car again. He tried starting the car but in vain. He spent this night in the car itself. Meanwhile in the cave Jane's joints became almost immovable and her feet turned blue due to the extreme cold. Surprisingly the baby was still in a much better position than his parents. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Day 5 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter walking speed kept on decreasing and at 10:00 am he saw some board and was very happy. It was covered by snow, so he went and cleaned it to find that the main road was still 31 miles ahead...!!! Any normal person would have stopped going forward considering the condition Peter was. But he had tremendous amount of will power and he started moving. Will power is a superb power booster in times of crisis. Its only the couple's will power and willingness of divine that they had survived in those conditions till now. But who knows the worst may be in next few hours. In the cave the baby started losing its smile. It became dull and this further worried Jane who was already tensed as Peter had taken so long to come back. Peter walked the whole night without taking rest. At sometime 1:00 am of day 6 Peter heard Jane calling him from about 10 ft distance. He stood speechless for a second and then rubbed his eyes to find no one there. It was a hallucination due to Anoxia (lack of oxygen supply to the brain cells). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.Day 6 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally at around 11:30 am he found a moving object at some 30 ft ahead of him. At the first glance he thought it was one more hallucination, but then decided to yell "help, help...” The object stopped and Peter found it was a truck, he got into it and told the driver the whole story. The driver took him to his home and gave him necessary care. Meanwhile Jane started weakening and was surviving only by eating the snow. The baby was weakening as well and her body was so deprived of nutrients that she could not feed milk to her son. So she started melting the snow in her mouth and feeding that liquid to him. The driver informed James and Renie about Peter. They were happy to hear that Peter was fine but shocked when they heard that he was alone... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Day 6 evening &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter told the driver the location of the cave, and the driver recognized it as he was familiar to the place. By evening he did locate the cave, but found both the baby and Jane in a weather-beaten condition. Jane was unconscious and her body had almost turned blue due to cold. Her son was in a fragile condition as well. The driver lifted both Jane and her son into his vehicle and rode back to his home. When the driver reached home his wife informed him that Peter was not keeping well, he had some respiratory problems (bronchitis due to extreme climatic conditions).But he had still not lost his consciousness. Jane and her son were still in a virtual coma and could take some more hours for them to regain normalcy. Peter wanted to speak with Jane but she was still unconscious. Meanwhile Peter's body condition was depreciating and he felt like death is laying its icy hands on his head. He wanted to speak with his wife and see his son's smile before his death. But fate had something else for him. He asked for a sheet of paper and wrote something illegibly for his wife. Soon after finishing the letter he had his last breath. The driver and his wife stood there with their eyes filled with tears. After an hour or so Jane opened her eyes to find herself in a house. She was then told by the driver all that had happened. She then read the letter and closed her eyes again thinking about what all had happened till now with Peter. She could not think of a life without him, but had to lead one now for her son. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was supposed to be a one day journey turned out to be this dreadful combat with Mother Nature. If it was not for the will power of the couple and divine willingness, their story would have been untold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Manjunath&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;RG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6294533835764842882-2121270848867512192?l=rgblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2121270848867512192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6294533835764842882&amp;postID=2121270848867512192&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/2121270848867512192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6294533835764842882/posts/default/2121270848867512192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rgblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/mannature-and-god.html' title='Man,Nature and God'/><author><name>Manjunath RG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02411602361604062965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iw4Dw-2Td38/ThQPhPkU_zI/AAAAAAAACBg/VHHP2Mbxqto/s220/Copy%2Bof%2Bcalvin66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
