tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51734644885816890312024-02-20T01:11:16.122-06:00JalaBulaJunx<center>"blah blah... When blah... Yeah blah... Completely blah...”</center>Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-25324789486645915052009-01-27T02:19:00.000-06:002009-02-22T00:37:42.511-06:00Futuristics<span style="font-weight:bold;">10 am, 13th Aug, 2047<br />The Times of India Office,<br />Mumbai...</span><br />Being the chief editor for the most awaited article of the year is so rusty. The intriguing guesses on how good the melodrama would unfold were eating on me. Perhaps, not the best thing to do when you are at 63.Nevertheless, just the mere thought of the date ‘15th august 2047’ pulls me into a tapestry of invincible governance.<br />5 2 4 9 dialed my trembling fingers,"Yes MR.Imteyaz"sounded the juvenile voice of Megha.<br />"Could you please drop by my desk with the manuscript,I’ll appreciate if the whole team accompanies you with their copy of the same.."<br />"Right away Mr.Imteyaz" came the reply.<br />Before I could finish the age old dialogue..<br />“This generation is very fast” I found all my colleagues at my desk<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />On the same day, 10 p.m <br />The Enigma (pub),Hotel JW Marriott,<br />Mumbai…</span><br />“TO THE EDITOR” chorused the 10 member voice...<br />“TO THE TEAM” it’s me this time, gulping the rich ‘Louis Roederer Cristal champagne’.<br />We partied,<br />It’s never better than to celebrate success. I had to say thank you to those wonderful cynosures who put their heart and soul in getting this 2000 liner look eximious!<br />I started speaking,<br />“I couldn’t have imagined better. Thank you for helping me with my master piece. I owe you. I owe my life for this work. Love you all” <br />Megha interrupted my emotional speech with a hug and a kiss on my cheek...<br />Oh My God!! I felt butterflies in my tummy.<br />Seems the flirt in me is still alive even @ 63.The whole team partied till 2 am.<br />As I drove back home,I said to myself..<br />"the article lacks Killer Instinct” <br />The line“Dedicated to the numerous citizens who fought/fight before/after 15th august 1947” that concludes the article didn’t give me the expected impact.<br />I was breaking my head, I wanted to change it, I wanted to create a revolution, I want to make people think, I want my India realize.<br />Thug!!<br />I felt something in my head.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />15th Aug 2047<br />The Red Fort</span><br />The prime minister speaks...<br />“I promise, my government will live up to to the pleas of Mr.Sayed Imteyaz”<br />Hurray!!<br />The line “Dedicated to your inspiring words Mr.Imteyaz.We wish you are here to see this happen. We hate to accept, you were assassinated at 2.30 am 14th Aug 2047” which actually concluded the article, gave the necessary impact.<br />Thanks to my team for having changed the line at the very last moment before it was published.<br />And of course thanks to the guy/girl who shot me dead.Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-36614389193630119672009-01-26T20:27:00.004-06:002011-01-26T12:30:20.503-06:00Trivia on Indian Independence!(Though I originally collected these snippets for an 'Independence day' special article of my office based newsletter, I felt posting it to my blog on a Republic day wouldn't be less appropriate...)<br /><blockquote>The Sepoy Mutiny (1857) became the first Nationwide struggle for Independence. What many don't know is the fact that, India came under the direct control of the British Crown as a colony of the British Empire as a result of the Sepoy mutiny.<br /><br />Struggle for Independence resurfaced again in the form of Indian National Congress. What many don't know is the fact that a retired British civil servant, A.O.Hume is the brain behind forming the Indian National congress in 1885.<br /><br />The partition of Bengal in 1905 sparked agitations in the Northern part of India. What many don't know is the fact that the partition created two provinces: Eastern Bengal & Assam, with its capital at Dhaka, and West Bengal, with its capital at Calcutta.<br /><br />Calcutta served as British India capital until 1911. Later in 1931 New Delhi was made the capital of India. What many don't know is the fact that prior to New Delhi, Delhi (old) was the capital of India between (1911 through 1931). New Delhi is a town south of Old Delhi planned by a team of British architects led by Edwin Lutyens.<br /><br />What many don't know is India's contribution to the British war effort during the world war I, by providing men and resources. About 1.3 million Indian soldiers and laborers served in Europe, Africa and Middle East.<br /><br />Rabindranath Tagore was the first Indian/Asian to be honored with a Nobel prize. What many don't know is the fact that he renounced the title as a mark of rebuke to the rulers, post the Jallianwala bagh Massacre in 1919. <br /><br />Mahatma Gandhi emerged as the leader of the Indian Independence struggle. He Formulated the civil disobedience movement and the Salt Satyagraha. What many don't know is the fact that Gandhiji was imprisoned to six years Jail, but had to serve only two. <br /><br />While peacefully protesting against Simon commission, Lala Lajpatrai was hit with a lathi (bamboo stick) on the head several times by an officer Scott. He succumbed to the injuries. Bhagat singh vowed to take revenge and with the help of Chandrashekhar Azad, Rajguru and Sukhadev, plotted to kill Scott. What many don't know is the fact that Bhagat singh killed Mr. Sanders, a junior officer, in a case of mistaken identity. As a result, the British - under the Defense of India Act, gave more power to the police to arrest persons to stop processions with suspicious movements and actions. What many don't know is the fact that the act brought in the council was defeated by one vote. Even then it was to be passed in the form of an ordinance in the "interest of the public." Bhagat Singh threw a bomb in the corridors of the central assembly where the act was to be passed and courted arrest after shouting the slogan "Inquilab Zindabad!" (Long Live, Revolution!). Bhagat Singh thought the court would be an ideal place to get publicity for the cause of freedom, and did not disown the crime. <br /><br />Gandhiji marched about 400 Kilometers from his commune in Ahmedabad to Dandi between March 12 and April 6, 1930 in protesting against British taxes on salt, he and thousands of followers broke the law by making their own salt from sea water. <br /><br />In 1939, the Viceroy Lord Linlithgow declared India's entrance into World War II without consulting provincial governments. In protest, the Congress asked all of its elected representatives to resign from the government. <br /><br />Gandhi launched the Quit India movement in August 1942. However, almost the entire Congress leadership was arrested within a span of 24 hours after Gandhi's speech. What many don't know is the fact that the call “to do or die” was issued in a meeting ground at our very own Mumbai. Previously referred to as the Gowalia Tank Maidan, the ground is now renamed as “August Kranti Maidan” for its significance.<br /><br />Mani Bhavan, where Gandhi stayed whenever he was in Mumbai, is organising various functions on August 9 to make the younger generation realise the importance of the occasion. Besides, it will screen Richard Attenborough's Gandhi. <br /><br />An interim government for India was formed in September 1946 with Jawaharlal Nehru as the Prime Minister. Jinnah declared August 16, 1946 as Direct Action Day, which brought communal rioting in many places in the north. Partition seemed preferable to civil war. Thus, Louis Mountbatten announced plans for partition of the British Indian Empire into secular but Hindu-majority India and Islamic Pakistan.<br /><br />Gandhi was not known to be too happy about the substitution of the Gandhi Charkha (Khadi Wheel) by Ashoka Chakra(Wheel) in the Indian National flag. Jawaharlal Nehru later convinced him. In fact when the Indian national flag was first designed by Pingali Venkayya, Gandhi first approved it, then thought about it and asked Venkayya to redesign the flag by adding a white band in the middle (the flag already had the Saffron and Green bands). <br /><br />What many don't know is the fact that Gandhi pressured Sardar Patel to give Rupees 55 Crores of Sterling balance to Pakistan after Partition. <br /><br />Prime Minister Nehru and Deputy Prime Minister Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel invited Lord Mountbatten to continue as Governor General of India. He was replaced in June 1948 by Chakravarti Rajagopalachari. What many don't know is the fact that he was the only Indian Governor General of India. The office was replaced by that of President, first held by Rajendra Prasad after the announcement of the Republic.<br /><br />What many don't know is the fact that the constitution of India is the longest written constitution of any independent nation in the world, containing 444 articles and 10 schedules (later 12), as well as numerous amendments. It runs to a total of 117,369 words in the English language version. <br /><br />Goa (liberated from Portuguese control in 1961) and Pondicherry (which the French ceded in 1954). In 1952, India held its first general elections, with a voter turnout exceeding 62%; in practice, this made India the world’s largest democracy. <br /><br />We might also want to know of the existence of the following URLs:<br />http://presidentofindia.nic.in/<br />http://pmindia.nic.in/<br />http://india.gov.in/<br /></blockquote>Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-43567298232130790732009-01-17T15:48:00.038-06:002009-01-26T20:59:29.934-06:00Rebates"MAIL-IN-REBATE"<br />I bumped into this term for the first time, only in the US. <PRE><FONT FACE = "Trebuchet MS" SIZE = "2.5"> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Misson:</span> Laptop hunt<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Venue:</span> Circuit City, Bellevue, Nashville</FONT></PRE><span style="font-weight:bold;">The configuration tag</span>: Intel core2duo, 250 gig HD, 3gig RAM<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Now, the price tag</span>: $850 - ($100 + $50) Mail-in-rebate <br /> (This is some 8 months back. 1USD = 38 INR)<br /><br />'RE BATE' - The word sounded familiar but the concept was a jargon. For those of you, who are either unfamiliar or new to shopping in the US, there is this concept called Mail-In-Rebates where one gets a stipulated amount discounted from his purchase amount after the purchase is complete. To avail this, one needs to submit by mail the bill of purchase, upc code and a rebate form. The rebate amount declared will usually be sent to the customer via a check. It kinda didnt make sense to me (still doesn't) so I walked up to the counter with the laptop pack and while billing..<br /><br />ME:<blockquote>"Y would u not discount the 'Rebate price' N bill me the rest" </blockquote><br />SALES GUY:<blockquote>"Sir, your $50 rebate should come from the manufacturer" <br />(hp in this case..)</blockquote><br />ME: <blockquote>(Trying to be a smart ass,counter questioned the poor sales guy)<br /> "Well, if that is the case, <br /> What about the $100 rebate dat circuit city is offering me?"</blockquote><br />SALES GUY:<blockquote>(Scratchin his head,came out with d most constant answers)<br /> "The sales policy in Circuit city prevents us 4m discounting the rebate price with the bill"</blockquote><br />ME: <blockquote>(With the satisfaction of hearing bullshit yet another time)<br /> "Nevermind, I was jus curious. Lets go ahead bill the $850"</blockquote><br />SALES GUY: <blockquote>(To hell with your curiosity) Sure, let's do...</blockquote><br /><br />Rest assured is the standard drill...<br />1. Swipe<br />2. Sign<br />3. Pickup and head to home wondering how to clear the credit card billImtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-24548725716489061582009-01-02T16:33:00.023-06:002009-01-17T15:23:21.388-06:00New year resolutions... Me too Brutus...<pre><font face = "Trebuchet MS" size = "2.5"> Yennakku vevaram therincha vaiyasularnthu... <br />(now dont ask me wat i mean by vevaram)<br />I have always had New year resolutions!<br /><br />To name a few <<< flashback >>> <<< mosquito coil suthufying >>><br /><br />Long Long ago(please note: 'Long' 2 times)when I was 10 years old <br /> I swore on a New year eve to become a cricketer...<br /> Long ago when I was 15 years old<br /> I swore on a new year eve to top my school ROTFL<br />Some 5yrs ago when I was 20 <br /> I swore on a new year eve, <br /> to keep my girl friend the happiest girl in the world <br /> (I am trying na)<br /><br />Junx-u-BOODHam(My historian) says, <br />"All resolutions ended like Ajith movie typo flops"<br />(Now that's a worstu statistic)<br /><br />So Junx-u-Mani(My Idea Mani) racked up his idea moolai...<br />Comes out with an immaculate solution (err.. Idea)<br />"Instead of PETERing a resolution list of TO 'DO this', <br /> do that, <br /> taztaz, <br /> tuztuz... <br /> why not make a resolution list of NOT TO 'do this', <br /> do that, <br /> taztaz, <br /> tuztuz"<br /><br />Junx-u-Madan (My official critic) <br />though calls it a 'Soorai mokkai', approves the idea..<br /><br />So Junx-u-Mike(1 2 3 Mike testing) <br />announces the resolution list...<br /> <-> Laziness "NO NO" (actually the most challenging)<br /> <-> Procrastination "NO NO" <br /> <-> Thoppai "NO NO" (athaavathu gymming)<br /> <-> Career Stagnation "NO NO" (Certificasons)<br /> <-> Atheism "NO NO" (daily prayer)<br /> <-> Idle blog "NO NO" (ahem ahem)<br /> <-> porNO "NO NO" (:p)<br /></font></pre>Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-3194612347315745292008-12-31T22:09:00.002-06:002009-01-19T23:10:11.919-06:00The 'junx' way of killer instinct to 2008When the creative head behind this blog racked his brains, here is what came up, “Year-end-edition, let me give my readers a head fake". So here goes it…<br /><br /><center> <span style="font-weight:bold;">2008 - The year that has been…</span> </center><br />2008 - A year that witnessed the first Afro-American candidate to be elected as president of the United States - Barrack Obama’s stellar victory was hailed by many as an event that turned Martin Luther King’s dream to reality, A year that witnessed India launch its first Spacecraft to the Moon, A year that witnessed the world nations come together and express staunch solidarity of oneness during the Olympic games.<br /><br />2008 - A year will be notoriously identified by world history for having unfolded the greatest global economic havoc of all time. A year that jeopardized Wall street and the fallacies of those who believed to have mastered it.<br /><br />2008 - A year that witnessed multiple terror attacks on the Indian sub-continent. Who can forget the Mumbai-attacks? Inhuman acts disrupted peace and caused loss of lives. Perhaps the ones who render it find pride in the word terrorism. It is high time we stop calling it terrorism, humiliate it with a word analogous to “Cowardice”.<br /><br />2008 again – A year that witnessed major climatic shifts, Mother Nature unleashed a glimpse of her enraged personality. The cyclone at Myanmar - an estimated death toll of over 100,000 people, the earthquake at southwestern China - killing more than 69,000 people, the Hurricane Gustav - rendering thousands homeless. The numbers - surely look scary, don’t they? And we call some unrest in economy a crisis! Terrorism – a crisis! We need to be more sparing with our definition of crises. A real crisis would be, in not knowing where ones next meal will come from, and how ones children may be fed or sheltered. A real crisis is something that challenges the core of our very existence and threatens ‘life as we would like it to be’. The real crises will creep on us when we are not looking. Now, how much concerned are we at a possible natural calamity? Does anyone remember Climate Change? The soon to disappear Polar Ice Cap?<br /><br />Did you not get the head fake yet?<br />It’s not about “2008 - The year that has been…”<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">It’s about 2009 and the years to come. </span><br />It’s about leaving a world (if not, with as much beauty as we were bestowed with… but at least with the beauty that it posseses now) to our future generations. It’s about emphasizing on the environmental responsibility we are obliged to. It’s about urging people to do those little things that will continue to keep this world a wonderful place to live in.<br />So here comes the junx way of signing the year off... “Let us not build our reality upon the frenzied drum beats of Spin, but the soft, mixed, everyday sounds of Truth.”<br /><br /><br />Merry Christmas and a Happy New year!!Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-61029164980373345802008-12-14T16:02:00.000-06:002009-01-19T03:52:42.337-06:00Aamchi Mumbai to America's NashvilleLife offers numerous instances which make us wonder "Why is the clock ticking?" Ironically, there are those instances in life which makes you turn around every minute to have a final glance at the moment that just passed by. I too got to experience this irony...<br /><br /> Soon as I was told of an onsite assignment, I wished I had a time machine that would race me forward to the scheduled arrival date in the US of A. Well… Time machines for goodness sake is just sci-fi (till date) so I gradually descended to reality and started with my shopping’s, VISA stamping blah blah blah...<br /><br /> With each passing day, I started to realize that I will be missing all the fun that I continued to have in my workplace and the city in which I have been working in for the past year and a half, Mumbai. I started my career with this account and I must admit I thoroughly enjoyed working under the Mumbai based healthcare/USGS leadership. What has defined my stay at the Mumbai based USGS account for this 20 plus months? For me, it would have to be the people I have met in the form of Leaders and Peers. Much of how I have mellowed from being a fresh college pass-out to a professional is because of the people I have met. And for that I can never thank my fate enough. I don’t know how I got so lucky that I came in contact with some unbelievably talented individuals, I managed to make some lifetime pals too. It was difficult for me to leave this place - which I already knew. Will my future workplace offer as much freedom? This is a question for time to answer.<br /><br /> The city is worth a mention too, the attitude of the city is contagious; I had already fallen in love with the city. I wished I could somehow be stuck in this time frame forever - but that’s wishful thinking on my part. But yes - the memories I carry will remain etched in my heart.<br /><br />Thank you, MphasiS for everything you have given me.<br /><br />Thank you, Destiny for bringing me here.<br /><br />Thank you, Lady Luck for smiling upon me.<br /><br />The thought that I am gonna miss all of these made my heart grumble. Looks like, I am sounding a bit too passionate!! Let me clarify, I am just trying to contemplate the genre of a different world waiting to be unveiled. Here's me looking forward to the next edition of my professional career.<br /><br /> As the D-day dawned, I could already feel the nostalgia and that’s when I turned behind to glance at every single minute that passed by. I had to tell myself that I cannot crib anymore, for I have to grow up, accept responsibilities and deliver. I bid adieu to my colleagues.<br /><br /> I was emotionally down and for this manifestation not to last long I should either walk or talk to lift the morale up (Weird me). That's when a person walked up to me "Excuse me, Can you help me fill this immigration form" unfamiliar though, who cares...especially after you figure out that you are gonna sit next to that person for the whole of your travel. I started to chat... continued in the flight... "blah blah... When blah... Yeah blah... Completely blah...” I paused only to stuff in whatever’s been offered in the flight. People around got up and stared at me... feels like they're saying " u blasted sleep stealer!! " :-D eventually, the sleep stealer (me) slept.. Zzzzzzzz...<br /><br />Gosh!! I landed in New Jersey and managed to reach on time for the security check to board the next connecting flight to Nashville. Let me narrate a funny/embarrassing event that happened to me at the security check. Every time, I walked through the metal detector, it beeped. When there’s nothing in my pockets, no belt and no shoes either... I just wondered what was causing the beep. I was taken to a cabin aside and frisked carefully. Eureka!! The security officer figured it out. I was wearing a waist chain made of silver ;-) I had to explain to him, the south Indian tradition of wearing a waist chain. I looked like an Idiot and I could see a pretty co-passenger girl giggle as a result of witnessing the turnout of all these events. Embarrassed, I reached Nashville just to narrate the incident for everyone to laugh their hearts out.Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-7503717858210054122008-12-07T16:38:00.002-06:002009-01-26T21:02:34.164-06:00Confused!!No matter where I turned,<br />I was constantly reminded that I was not good enough in more ways, than one.<br /><br />Consequently, I tried to live perfect..<br />I did believe Perfectionism would drive me up the wall,<br />But to the contrary, I realised that I had been living under the constant pressure to be perfect.<br />I did expect nothing less from others.<br /><br />B'coz of this tenacious focus to be perfect,<br />I did lose moments of relating to people and doing things.<br />I strive not to regret but things like these are hard to confide and i absolutely regret.<br /><br />The torment in being perfectionists is that you never find anything perfect,<br />simply because "perfection does not exist".<br /><br />gOOd !!, that i have now realised the subtle difference between aiming for a successful life and trying to acheive perfection.<br /><br />Glad, that I am out of the perfectionism-trap.<br /><br />Just when I have something figured out, along comes another,<br />These days,<br /><br /> <-> My time-management is out of date (not that i was punctual then)<br /> <-> I am detached from the core of who I am,<br /> <-> Im 2 conscious not 2 show up wid fabricated self 2 gain approval.<br /> <-> I always felt my accomplishments are never good enough<br /> <-> I seldom achieved personal satisfaction<br /> <-> I am afraid to show my flaws<br /> <-> I am very vulnerable to rejection<br /> <-> I am hard on myself<br /> <-> I expect perfection of others <br /><br />That's me and it gets worse.just to conclude, <br />I AM ANOTHER IMPERFECT HUMANBEING, HAPPY FOR WHATEVER I AM.Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-38266748429513145312008-12-01T23:51:00.001-06:002009-01-19T03:58:03.641-06:00Microsoft - BizsparkMicrosoft offers its software development applications as freebies to start-ups..Now this is wat I would call Social entrepreneurship!<br /><br />Microsoft and social-entrepreneurship ??!!??<br />ahem, ahem - I can understand, this could sound like a joke (albeit the Melinda Gates foundation) But I am not kidding, indeed - MS has rolled out bizspark. In a gist, bizspark is a program exclusively aimed at startups.<br />Via Bizspark MS opens up its application arsenal (pretty much every other application in the market) for free usage.<br /><br />Courtesy my very few friends who run/started up software concerns, I can empathize better the challenges they face. Yes,it becomes increasingly difficult on the balance sheet of a company at its start-up stage, if it were to be expected to invest on its softwares too. Even though, there are a huge list of open-sources available for free download/install, this offer from Microsoft will still be considered a irresistible, great opportunity/gift for budding/future entrepreneurs especially considering the Indian inclination towards MS products. <br />I am getting to witness MS doing this offlate... This is a good, refreshing and encouraging sign.<br /><br />Intricacies now...<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">WATCH OUT FOR THE CLAUSES:</span><br />The company needs to be a startup with less than three years in business, it must be less than 1 million usd in annual revenue, it must be privately owned.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">HERE'S THE CATCH</span><br />Supposedly, You get to use applications for 3 years time (I believe)<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">THE BUSINESS INTENT BEHIND THIS IS</span><br />obviously 3 fold, <br />1. Curtain Sun Microsystems from being the option of choice.<br />2. Expand .Net framework already impressive footmark across businesses <br />3. That if an application developed, will have to continue to use the application that it was developed with. So on the longer run MS will benefit.<br /><br />If yu intend to sign up here's the program guide http://tiny.cc/ean6s<br /><br />On the hind sight, I see Bizspark to reduce the unauthorized software usage (thats a rarity though). With so many said and done - Who knows, tomorrow we may get to hear/read about another world class organisation which had its roots traced back to a garage ;-) plus a near nullified investment on software (courtesy: Microsoft Bizspark)<br /><br />DISCLAIMER ;-)<br />I seek no monetary benefits out of it. I just stumbled upon(Did I use that word. Ah! I am so addicted to stumble upon) MS website and found this. Thought, it ll be useful, if I share it. Now, If I by any chance stated information that weren't true. I apologize. That's not intended. Better refer MS for anything n everything on Bizspark.Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-65060339298364179692008-12-01T23:40:00.000-06:002009-01-19T03:56:33.227-06:00PrioritizePhysical distances do bring in some mental distances too. One has to take that little extra effort to not let that distance make a difference to the relationship. If the relationship matters, we take that extra effort and find ways and means to communicate. Today we have so many mediums of communication, don't we? Life does have its twists n twirls. We have to fly with it. Given those constraints, we have to manage ourselves and hold onto things we want to. That is when life teaches us to prioritize.<br /><br />Dudes/Dudettes/Uncles/(special Mention)Aunties ;-) reading this,<br />This philosophy is my lame attempt to pacify my jigree-dosts back in India, who I have not tring tringed since landing in the US of A...<br /><br />Jigrees,<br />I am for sure tring tringing one by one amidst serious budget constraints...Please do not bombard me with bad worded emails..Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-88576646392492383102008-11-29T15:58:00.023-06:002009-01-26T23:35:25.163-06:00Mumbai terrorists attack - The aftermathI am mutual in emotions with my fellow indian bloggers (both resident and Non-Resident) who have expressed deep-anguish, concern, anger and contempt on the Mumbai terrorists attack. The aftermath of this inhuman sin performed by cowardly organisations aka terrorists organisations leaves us with much to ponder upon.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">ILL-PREPAREDNESS:</span><br /><blockquote>The administrators chose BEST buses (Mumbai's Public transport buses) to ferry the NSG from the airport. Do we not have a faster alternative?<br /><br />The flight that carried the NSG commandos to Mumbai had to come from Chandigarh and not from Delhi?<br /><br />No water pressure to reach the fifth floor of TAJ.. The fireman had to use the ladder (and risk their lives to mad terrorists) to curb the fire down.</blockquote><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">DEFENSE INFRASTRUCTURE</span><br /><blockquote><span style="font-weight:bold;">Has the DRDO ever mocked such an operation like this? If so,</span><br /><br /> Why did we not employ night vision goggles? <br /> Did we choose not to? or do we not have one?<br /><br /> Why did we not even employ bot-driven-cameras? <br /> That way they could have visualised things before entering in. <br /> For goodness sake we are not in the 19th century.<br /><br />Do the defense even know, there exists a technology called the flash grenades that could be employed to temporily blind people.Thus enter safely in...<br /></blockquote><blockquote>I saw a hawaldar (Mumbai's colloquial term for police constable), <br />And his gun, a world war 1 souvenir -- A perfect antique piece. <br />Had he to shoot he would have to load one bullet everytime... (Such rifles should just be limited to NCC training)<br />On the other hand, the terrorist were equipped with MP6's, a german make automatic.. <br />We need not use modern equipment, but we could atleast use the contemporary's.</blockquote><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">REGULATIONS, LAW & ORDER:</span><br /><blockquote><span style="font-weight:bold;">POTA</span><br />India had a very effective law in POTA (Prevention of terrorism act). But it had to be abolished as result of one person's claim that he was wrongly victimized by the misuse of it (needless to raise eyebrows, he is no common man. He happened to be a politician). Jayalalitha, the then CM of TamilNadu misused POTA to seek political vendetta and put Vaiko behind bars for more than a year. Vaiko came back from jail, faced election, clung on to the ruling alliance and thus managed to abolish POTA act. <br />To deal with such terrorists, we certainly need a strict n sturdy law like the POTA! <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">CURFEW???</span> <br />The Chief minister of Maharashtra amongst all blunders he committed throughout the whole fiasco went horribly wrong in estimating the intensity of the attacks. His delay to declare a curfew led increased number of onlookers on the streets where the operations were held. There was even chaos as somehow a rumor spread later the following day that there were resumed attack. What if the rumor were to be true? when there exists no clear information whether there are terrorists operating in locations other than the three, does it not become important to have curtailed public movement. The state government chose to be complacent and the central government neither forced a curfew. There needs to be a protocol.</blockquote><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">POLITICIANS:</span><br /><blockquote>"Such incidents do happen sometimes in big cities"<br />looks like the Deputy-Cheif Minister of Maharashra, RR PATIL plagarised the much famed DDLJ dialogue "badi badi desho mein aisi choti choti baathein hothi rehti hai"<br />He is no SRK nor we the senorita-kajol. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">My verdict - Gutter him!</span><br /><br />The other patil (shivraj patil) who holds (I am sure he would be stripped off from the position in just a matter of days) the much coveted Home Ministry was very particular in having a well combed hairline. It was irritating to see such a class act for flawless sluggishness.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">My verdict - Mr Patil you better get ready to do grocery shopping with your wife. you fit best there.</span><br /><br />Here's the class act, the Chief Minister (Its just a matter of days before his head would role) finally made an appearance to the venue after, all the action was over. Guess wat? He accompanied his actor son and a film director!!<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">My verdict - Pack up Mr Deshmukh. Its time to pair up with ritesh and wear salwar kameez.</span><br /><br />Modi!! What to say of him? He won the elections despite the Godhra riots. That in itself is a shame to the great state of Gujrat. This person sought political benefits by choosing to deliver a speech in front of the Oberoi hotel. He said, he intended to get into the hotel? Wonder what was he thinking of himself. Its unfortunate we had to bear such shameless acts. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">My verdict - Modi was/is and will ever be an embarrassment.</span><br /><br /><br />The leader of the primary opposition party skipped the all party meating and chose to campaign for an election. He was not even ready to share a flight with the PM.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">My verdict - The only way Pakistan could gain my respect is, only if they manage to seize n arrest him since he is on their most wanted lists.</span><br /><br />Achudanandan! a cheif minister, more importantly a old enough man chose to say "Had Sandeep(Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan who fought to death during the operation) not been a martyr, not even a dog would have bothered to come by his house. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">My verdict - I fail you Achoo(t)danand.</span><br /><br />The Vice-President of BJP, Abbas Naqvi said, “women wearing lipstick and powder, have taken to streets in Mumbai, leading marches against the political class” so wats wrong in wearing lipstick Mr.Naqvi. Are you trying to say that being a politician is a dignified position that only Mahatmas can comment about.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">My verdict - Mr Naqvi, your character showed up.</span></blockquote><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">CRIME SCENE? oh really!!</span><br /><blockquote><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">There needs clear regulations on the public and the media as to how much close can they get, to a crime scene.</span><br /><br />The Grenade launcher was unveiled even before it was installed.<br /><br />Bharkha datt (along with atleast 20 onlookers and a cameraman)could easily walk into the aisle of the TAJ soon as they declared the operations were over! wth!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Protocol</span><br />While the rescue operations were half way, one could see rescued victims getting out of their hotels with their suitcases!! Did someone check the suitcases on their way out!<br /></blockquote><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">MEDIA</span><br /><blockquote><br />Unlike, its usual lusterlessness... The Media this time showed responsibility. No denying that. Somewhat different shortcomings this time. We gotto learn from our mistakes, shouldn't we? So here we go...) <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Web pages of NDTV, CNN-IBN, TOI and et all</span><br />For a person like me (outside of India, and no access to Indian TV) the only way I could get to know the latest could be via internet streaming. For atleast 12-15 hours, there were hardly any live streaming. <br /><br />Forget the live streaming, even news were updated much later in their web pages. I got authentic updates faster via twitter.<br /><br />The web pages of these Media orgs were flooded with flash based commercial content. I had to uninstall (disable) flash. I agree they aren't non-profit orgs. But at the same time, on emergencies situations like this they should have a ready to operate mode developed were in they run the usual html based commercial. They gotto realize there are thousands worried men/women across the globe relying only on their updates.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Amateur/Annoying TV anchors</span><br />To name a few:<br />Rakshya shetty<br />Kajal Iyer<br />Yogitha of CNN-IBN<br />No blaming them, their caliber was limited to bollywood, cricketers gossip and Ganpathy-baba-moriya coverages <br /><br />NDTV atleast managed with Bharkha Dutt and Srinivasan jain taking turns.<br /><br />One Hindi-TV-channel journalists even urged the Home Minister to repeat the same words in the Hindi version all over again.<br /></blockquote><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">PAST:</span><blockquote><br />The picture below is a testimony.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz-VHCQGiwV_pug1-Q6pjFdsoTGp2q93zd8NatL-OEtlnnLuzApORJTuL4X3FSH4p1WEc08bDBYbBJ5uyuiGTv7_dYoGy1_oXJ4JK1jXklqtkKTuqSF4aZsW52zPPCTlMrzVbM73Z_BC8/s1600-h/indiaTerror.JPEG"><img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz-VHCQGiwV_pug1-Q6pjFdsoTGp2q93zd8NatL-OEtlnnLuzApORJTuL4X3FSH4p1WEc08bDBYbBJ5uyuiGTv7_dYoGy1_oXJ4JK1jXklqtkKTuqSF4aZsW52zPPCTlMrzVbM73Z_BC8/s320/indiaTerror.JPEG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295833324585855650" /></a><br />(double click to see a bigger version of it)<br />I hope the terror attack doesn't turn out to be another of unsolved misery.<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">PRESENT:</span><br /><blockquote>All that we could possibly do is to condemn the acts via blogs, SMSs and (provided with a chance) a TV snippet. Well observe a moment of silence and march a RDB style procession. I am certainly not bullying these, these are ways to pressurize the government.</blockquote><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">FUTURE:</span><blockquote>What we could do (with assistance from the media), is to prepare a list of <br />- What we expect the government to do.<br />- What infrastructure enhancements we want to see in our cities. <br />- What kinda security uplift we would desire.<br /> etc, etc. <br />Run a campaign, <br />Publicize (across the country) action items to the extent possible, <br />Get the government to COMMIT N act upon the list. <br /><br />This way we could expect to see some thing in real to happen.</blockquote>Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-42605465341072399322008-11-18T16:32:00.003-06:002009-01-27T00:25:42.089-06:00Vetal(am) in me!!It was a typical sunday,he had just woke up from a deep saturday night hangover.<br />OOff !!"I swear i will not drink again",Now this is a promise he breaks every weekend.<br />"Suren jaldi se ek Cofee lai aa"<br />its quite sometime since the bed coffee was ordered...<br />No signs of the coffee,<br />No signs of the cook suren either.<br />"Sunday ke din ye bhi saala chutti pe chale jaatha hai"sighed this gentleman.<br />"Chetan.. Chetan beta..<br /> Arey koi hai.."<br />Wondered Where everyone are?<br /><br />Before he could get a coffee for himself,he dropped by his son chetan's room to check if he had anything for lunch and breakfast. He noticed a new placard at the room door, The calligraphy was fairly difficult to read,the yester nite's rum added to his misery, with much struggle he managed to read the content "Tune into the chetan's den"<br />That's Funky !! he said to himself.<br /><br />The room looked as if a tornado had just hit."This place is a real mess..no wonder why chetan calls this room his'den'.. Kids these days beleive its a fashion to live disorganised".<br /><br />Despite chetan's absence he lectures his frequent dialogue "when i was young my dad was more concerned on discipline and tidyness, the old man was not bothered about my education." He consoles himself throwing the blame on the demands of the contemporary world,which inturn pushes him to thrust the kid with social inhibits, lifestyle, western-etiquette-adoption blah blah..<br /><br />As these thoughts occupied his minds, something flashy caught his attention... He had to stretch himself to catch hold of what he guessed to be a filmfare magazine, <br />The guess wasn't true.<br /><br />He was shocked to find porno magazine from chetan's haversack, his shock worsened when he found a pile of similar porn stuff from chetan's closet. He wondered how he got access to all these it's early for him to get into porn.<br />chetan's just 13 now!! <br /><br />He grew mad,<br />He was so restless that he could barely light the Davidoff(cigarrete) stick, took two unusually deep puffs.He felt, its appropriate to smack Chetan right onto his jaw strong enough to dislocate it.<br /><br />It was all set for him to blow all the agony out on Chetan.Fortunately for Chetan he didn't turn up shortly.<br /><br />Minutes incremented to hours..<br />His anger eased off, his thoughts sharpened..<br />He replaced everything carefully to wherever they belonged to,<br />Just to make sure the cigarette odour was no more,<br /> He helped all the windows open & Switched on the fan..<br /><br />It reminded himself of his college days, the perturbation in smoking at home without the parent's knowledge doesn't seem to have changed a bit but for the subtle difference 'It's his son's turn this time around. <br /><br /><blockquote>The following few days passed with all the regular routines yet they all looked so strange. The only reason perhaps,He is more observant and vivid these days.<br />Chetan's friends seem to spend a lot more time at his room than what was normal.<br />The number of guys who haunt chetan's place looked unusual too.<br />Chetan always used to play computer games and whenever he played he'd always have the speakers on,but these days he is always seen using the headset. <br />Browser history's been deleted after every time he sits on the internet. <br />Chetan spends a lot of his time in the bathroom.<br />He sleeps extra hours, he had become thin.</blockquote><br /><br />He wondered why his kid has started tampering the freedom he's been given with.He felt, that if Parents choose not to intrude into children's privacy doesn't mean they will never meddle with it,It all depends on how good the children respect this courtesy.<br /><br />Chetan needed to be taught what is right else Chetan might have adverse effects physically and mentally.<br />He was thrown into a kilter whether to speak this out with Chetan or try to adopt some other way which helps Chetan come out of this.. Simultaneously, he didn't wanted to be involved directly as he was afraid that Chetan might get offended. <br />Yes, the only thing that stopped him right from the word go was the lone consciousness of not to embarrass his son.He was worried on how bad its gonna hurt him. The worst thing that could ever would be if the kid gets too worried n often whines with guilt.As a parent its perfectly normal for him to fear of possible psychological issues that may arise.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Dudes/ Dudettes, Sir/ Ma'am Whoever reading this...</span><br />To be honest i 'll have admit my disabilities of an amateur writer to narrow down an immaculate solution to this very common issue.<br /><br />What if , you are the parent here ??<br />Spare me if this reminds you of the Vikramadithya/Vetal(am) soaps. Leave you comment (you may choose to be anonymous if u want to)Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-36778753924380937432008-11-14T16:27:00.005-06:002009-01-27T00:23:50.334-06:00Adam and 'why Eve?'Be it Bollywood, Kollywood..Even Hollywood for that matter …<br />Quite a lot of cameos that I had watched so far, there is this weird scene… wherein the hero before getting introduced to the most gorgeous girl ever (the heroine of course) practices himself..<br /><blockquote>”hhiii!! I am Rajesh”...</blockquote>For a guy who smacks 20 scoundrels at one go and that too with ease and style..I would say its absurd… <br />Why would these flicks bore us with such monotony?<br />Should it be lack of innovation? I suppose not...<br /><br />“Movies are perpetually a rational dimension to real life” <br />If this were to be true, then it should have happened to a lot of you in real life.<blockquote>To that little population who shrug it off saying, "never felt like":<br />Aren't you of the kind who tend to say the ‘grapes are sour'...<br />(Without actually tasting it) </blockquote> Why would a companion mean so much?<br />Is it simply because most have one.<br />Nopes...It's actually because, your life needs an evidence.<br />It’s ur companion who bears that evidence.<br /><br />It ain’t cool anymore to live only for yourself.Come on boy, be a man.<br />If you ever find your kinda girl just go ahead practice your version of ”hhiii!! I am Rajesh”...Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-30117977028022980682008-11-11T16:34:00.000-06:002009-01-18T22:46:13.129-06:00When the blues had no clues<span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">(way back in 2k6, when the Indian cricket team lost to Bangladesh and eventually made an early exit from the world cup)</span></span><br /> The agony to see at least 300 million in revenue dumped (considering the amount of money pledged on advertisement and tourism) and to see the hopes of 100 million people buried deep into the coconut land was just WORST.<br /> It was a dismal, lethargic and pathetic display of what's (once)called the Gentleman’s game. And now, it rather has turned out to be a game on numerous people’s emotions. I am sure, not many would be as disappointed, had the 11 men delivered a fight with an unfathomable resistance. Instead, what we had to witness was a timid, humiliating submission.<br /> I still couldn’t bear the commentator bugger saying the words “Demise of India” God damn him. They say they are the ambassadors of the country. Fuckin what they managed are lame words “India Demolished”.<br /> 11 shoulders dropped the might of India. When one forgets the most vital armour called 'the spirit' back at home, his arsenal looks no good. The least they managed to achieve was to gain my appreciation for their respect to the opponent’s "never say die attitude".<br /> No reason why I see a few wet eyes.<br /> Please don’t bother so much “They don’t deserve a fitting Farewell”Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-12682656637351549632008-11-07T02:24:00.000-06:002009-01-19T03:52:12.119-06:00~' cOlleGe Da '~<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span>(I Wrote this sometime last Year)<br /><br /><br />I feel devoid of all those gr8 ppl who made days memorable.<br />yes ! this is to honour Crescent 2006.<br /><br />Their exceptional charm is built upon their extra-ordinary brains and great hearts.2002(aug) - 2006(may) it was heaven on earth and the credit goes to u all.<br /> The gaint audi and our eccentric juniors..<br /> The historic tree and the juvenile canteen..<br /> The long aisle and the Otteri bus stop..<br /> The old laboratories and the dangerous staffs..<br /> Never workin cooler N d much scribbled toilet..<br /> The dusty gallery and the hardly used library..<br /> Hilarious Princi's N d always bribed watchmen..<br /> The ever crowded officeroom N d huge stairs.<br /> And ofcourse,our eventfull classrooms !!<br />Will all cherish our beautiful days.<br />Hats off to u guys.<br />U Deserve my heartfelt gratitude for sharing with me, an illustrious 4 years in college.<br /><br />More special is my feel for my class "u guys are awesome" great days are they that i spent with u.Heavy heart,that i had to asimilate the fact that this will not happen again.<br />so badly wil i miss evryone in Crescent.<br />This may sound epical but i cannot hold this for myself.if there is a better way to honour you all, am for it also..<br />sure that everyones gonna make it big,,more certain is the fact that we will miss each other..<br /><br />With a heavy heart i hope to see evryone of u 'happy n prosperous'<br />......................................adios...................................Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-91663691980836050292008-11-01T16:26:00.001-05:002009-01-27T00:35:40.702-06:00ExpressionsMy first scribe.. What could it be??? This thought seems to torpedo me...<br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><Creativity-bulb: '''blub''' (glows)> <span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><br /><br />"AMME"(that’s how I call Mom),<br />“Nope! I shall not reveal the lion hearted woman’s struggle to what has shaped up into a fairly respected family that we are now”. I prefer to be tightlipped, so let me keep all the love and respect sealed into perhaps the safest urn, My Heart! “.<br /><br />Then I considered to speak about my (yet to be)wife , but she pleaded,”Perhaps later Imti” (and I had to oblige considering the authority she has on me ;-(<br /><br />Seeing me struggle so much in just narrowing down on what my first blog is gonna be.<br />I startled anxiously,<blockquote>” Aren’t blogs easy to write?”</blockquote> I started wondering..<br />“how am I gonna substantiate all the confrontations as a result of controversial content posted (if any).<br /><br />Will I end up sucking big-time?<br />A question that time can only answer.<br /><br />With this let me choose to walk you through one important aspect of human beauty ‘Expressions’ (now please stop wondering,” what has expressions got to do with his goddamn first blog-post”)<br /><br />I perceive blogs to be very good tools to express.<br />I had expressed myself all through my life...<br />Those Odd instances that I didn’t manage to do so are worst regretted!<br /><br />There is this awesome girl I know, who praise me for the influence I have on her, I just don’t understand why she loves me sooo much, when I never remember reciprocate. <br /><blockquote>I love her sooo much. But never really expressed it to her. And she is my sister.<br /><br />What held me from doing so?<br /> Perhaps, it’s the way I grew up.<br /> Perhaps, I had those naive inhibitions of a teenager.</blockquote><br />Many men believe it’s a trait to be tough. I don’t feel being that way helps any good, anymore. I am changing for the good. And I feel much better now. I have realized, hurting someone’s expectation could never be a Man’s trait. Guilt hits you.<br /><br />It ain’t any better than to see the resulting ‘cognitive content’ from your loved ones. We’ll have to realize the abnormality to have these uncanny illusions.It’s time that everyone stop being repressive. Break open their inhibitions and say it out aloud to all deserving ones. It ain’t cool anymore to be dumb!<br /><br /><blockquote>The Man in you becomes more graceful with the increased amount of love and inspiration acquired. Rationality lies in the harmony we live in. So join me to help everyone live in a rational world.</blockquote><br /><br />The bottom line is Speak out, ‘Express Yourself’<br />Am sure we’ll have a much better place to live in.Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-23434686641447143412007-12-31T14:38:00.235-06:002010-02-04T19:06:35.780-06:00<table border="0" width="420px" cellspacing="0px" cellpadding="0px"><tr width="420px" height="400px"><td width="44px" height="400px" style="width:44px; height:400px;" background ="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5JpjJE0UXKHl-jj_YbRSyPOlcCMKcuPd7Hf4JlzOIJW2qYC87BpCOJGedxslSi_FFJeid0S3UHOwSTLrFuTkTOLIZT9NKe7zSZFrFRjnfUe0BR1G-ZJUpHZjtD_O9oZC56tdX-4sbuCA/s400/strip_left1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318725823549034882"/></td><td width="332px" height="400px;" style="width:332px; height:400px" background="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHgevBnCHejV56rCaBBFc5UrJ5fISLhyBmiJIdtewqEewoiCvhirUYpSfVQaNAzTCDzqnXenFs2gW3v-cZeRM18aC0jy1OeepvVZQ651btIjqpwhrBdfaAVGN1C84XlM4mGYuXAdc3VKY/s400/oldcenter.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318786092572995394"><b><font face="Helvitica" size="6"><center>JUNXTIMAPIA</center></font></b><br/> "Lets go trekking this weekend" - an idea which time and again sparks when a group of jigree-dosts converse, follows with it is a seemingly never ending google session (just to zero-in on a trek spot), next comes the painstakingly hard job of preparing an itinerary (compromising a possible place of visit - in favor of accommodating greedy shopping needs of the girlies in the group), not to forget the confusing job of figuring out the place of stay... <br /> With no exception, all of the above (and many more) are nothing but just the monotonic routines encountered time over time a travel were 2 b taken up. <br /> Ever wondered, at the incapability of such monotones in jading people away from taking a travel? Ever realised, at why people never get mundane over it? Why do people never see it as a pointless slog? Ever tried seeing the long, unending roads as a detour from loved ones and from life? </td><td width="44px" height="400px" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand; width:44px; height:400px;" background ="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXeN7Chyphenhyphenb-csI7a2gWGj_vzleFKi9w_8-WI_DETraDJrkMIoEjp19NEWK0w-nZIYkIZRFXVnkX5I1QxxVQcLsmTyxbeWs13qtiCIGS5i6xgqWv5qE77JazVfiPE6VUTs5NUGZ4TzhCHs/s400/strip_right1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318752327472046034"/></td></tr><tr><td width="44px" height="400px" style="width:44px; height:400px;" background ="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQwMRpvEZWsUA1HyQCeIM8gn1PD12abyrp3AIF9xw1_9mX4qwLOFA-uvFGUZHyNvFgFyd_-4WQT4E1HsjbwXP4pnYm_pT9Jg5y11GRctG_xAnv3grq6nuD7aC4yExtsVgkGvT-a0lZbYQ/s400/strip_left2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318779470469291890"/></td><td width="332px" height="400px;" style="width:332px; height:400px" background="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHgevBnCHejV56rCaBBFc5UrJ5fISLhyBmiJIdtewqEewoiCvhirUYpSfVQaNAzTCDzqnXenFs2gW3v-cZeRM18aC0jy1OeepvVZQ651btIjqpwhrBdfaAVGN1C84XlM4mGYuXAdc3VKY/s400/oldcenter.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318786092572995394">Some of the above questions make us laugh and while the rest of the others make us wince -- the similarity however lies over the fact that, THEY ALL RING TRUE!!They all remind us of <b>why we travel:</b><br />- It could perhaps b d excitement in stretching r limits, <br />- It may well be the appreciation of the world at large, <br />- You never know - it could even be the joy of clicking pictures and uploading it at a public forum.<br /><br /> Without further ado, the blogger leaves it to those passionate travel buffs (to ponder upon). Their never ending passion to explore a new place - ignites an urge in him, to follow suit.<br /> The blogger designates this page 'Junx-ti-MAPia' to be an electronic log of both, his 'rarely-retroactive' and the 'impendingly-frequent' traveler-adobe. P.S: In addition to any future trips the blogger would take, he is also including all of his long-forgone trips as well. To further on it, the blogger also hopes that this page would help foster a forum to discuss and share knowledge on travel.<br /></td><td width="44px" height= "400px" style="width:44px; height:400px;" background ="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiK9joPBHjgzreULSUQQ4GB1A50RCIEp2or05aKF-IYMnGXb3s7PACjasWUurjcZFft5QMg6BSHtxi6iNKBVi-KpRk_pOGEk2OoHJ1ikgWMZLMPuhmM0sZqVQGdSdIu32SxRZQxhaXe5c/s400/strip_right2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318781239886199474"/></td></tr><tr><td width="44px" height="160px" style="width:44px; height:160px;" background="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cUboYAdArFSgZkJSdrWVOyIKjdkrEoMkLz17kgVcRBEtt60NTWjyNhrzzlqkeeuw5zfVFxrOTnhR2lLzyIHbIWFehH-93BzJX2DuTzZ7q9ZtbGx8fV7KKSyBRtuYcTblIdPlIiCiRq4/s400/strip_left3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318813148884660178"/></td><td width="332px" height="160px;" style="width:332px; height:160px" background="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHgevBnCHejV56rCaBBFc5UrJ5fISLhyBmiJIdtewqEewoiCvhirUYpSfVQaNAzTCDzqnXenFs2gW3v-cZeRM18aC0jy1OeepvVZQ651btIjqpwhrBdfaAVGN1C84XlM4mGYuXAdc3VKY/s400/oldcenter.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318786092572995394"> However, as the blogger keys in these text - he also admits that he is just an aspiring traveler... He is counting on you readers and also his girlfriend (who he thinks has trekked, hiked and biked most part of South-India) to seek ideas and inspirations from.<br />Lets see...<br/><br/><b><font face="Helvitica" size="6"><p align="justify"><center>THE TRAVELOGUE</center></p></font></b></td><td width="44px" height= "160px" style="width:44px; height:160px;" background="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL9y-tyn5Yi2Lw7WrCwAHnSRGKVlDhC_rfrlsZAUrobHlVn4LbBcDesFgE5MYyl6YiIjMdKNomXjOphKQNRE5DRKTV666alHs2GGVgkezJ0IZo_S8mqAMFHRPUv4Ne37xne7-lBVeKQ4Q/s400/strip_right3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318813225308752674"/></td></tr></table>Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-19394416846087782112007-12-30T04:12:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:38:06.905-05:00Smoky Mountains, Tennesse, USA--- Just too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon ---Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-59521198766714305492007-12-29T04:14:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:38:26.688-05:00Mammoth Caves, Kentucky, USA--- Just too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon ---Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-86286226166688388952007-12-28T04:16:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:38:43.966-05:00Atlanta--- Just too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon ---Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-20883243647861927292007-12-27T04:20:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:38:58.271-05:00Chattanooga, Tennessee, USA--- Just too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon ---Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-10248098632217250512007-12-26T04:21:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:39:50.410-05:00NewyorkJust too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon.Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-71358651243489298202007-12-25T04:21:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:40:40.219-05:00Matheran, Maharastra, India--- Just too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon ---Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-81155314840629811992007-12-24T04:23:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:40:51.551-05:00Mysore--- Just too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon ---Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-89564794481090941372007-12-23T04:11:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:41:07.451-05:00Kerala - God's own country--- Just too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon ---Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5173464488581689031.post-8579326010576114172007-12-22T04:24:00.001-06:002009-05-05T20:41:34.466-05:00Pondicherry--- Just too lazy (for the meantime) to add content. Will write about it soon ---Imtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03238840874940968010noreply@blogger.com0