<?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-31326589387282228</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:48:22.462-07:00</updated><category term='kunal'/><category term='finance'/><category term='nmims'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='Club 51'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='random'/><category term='economy'/><category term='pune'/><category term='crushes'/><category term='college'/><category term='social'/><category term='sigri'/><category term='photos'/><category term='life'/><category term='movie'/><category term='pratik'/><category term='about me'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Ani'/><category term='mba'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='myself'/><category term='rohit'/><category term='FMYLIFE'/><category term='love'/><category term='ragging'/><category term='Rishab'/><category term='jaane tu'/><category term='salsa'/><title type='text'>Shifted to http://silentlyexpress.wordpress.com</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog has been shifted to http://silentlyexpress.wordpress.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-8486893449483500365</id><published>2009-05-07T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:12:50.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to wordpress</title><content type='html'>This blog will now be continued on Wordress blog at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://silentlyexpress.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://silentlyexpress.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch you there mate ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-8486893449483500365?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/8486893449483500365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=8486893449483500365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/8486893449483500365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/8486893449483500365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/05/moving-to-wordpress_07.html' title='Moving to wordpress'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-3073933286635710402</id><published>2009-04-25T11:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:10:40.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kit Kat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHdKlZKI/AAAAAAAAAgY/eJDr8aPkUqE/s1600-h/22042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHdKlZKI/AAAAAAAAAgY/eJDr8aPkUqE/s320/22042009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328704067267290274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHVQnsnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/AqgGVRdmKZg/s1600-h/17042009(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHVQnsnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/AqgGVRdmKZg/s320/17042009(009).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328704065145123442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHN6hclI/AAAAAAAAAgI/boT3991DSvM/s1600-h/17042009(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHN6hclI/AAAAAAAAAgI/boT3991DSvM/s320/17042009(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328704063173390930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHEMnbZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/h6glbOcyyLY/s1600-h/17042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHEMnbZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/h6glbOcyyLY/s320/17042009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328704060564925842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent expressions. No words. Got a chance to capture it. Let me know what you think this conveys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: clicked from E51, please excuse the resolution. I was getting late for office, did not have time to use my Point and shoot, and didn't want to miss these cute kittens :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-3073933286635710402?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/3073933286635710402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=3073933286635710402&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/3073933286635710402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/3073933286635710402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/04/kit-kat.html' title='Kit Kat'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SfNcHdKlZKI/AAAAAAAAAgY/eJDr8aPkUqE/s72-c/22042009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-560630540214096305</id><published>2009-04-16T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:03:30.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>100 things now haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK&lt;a href="http://2writeornot2write.wordpress.com/"&gt; SAG&lt;/a&gt; here goes, after your 25, i now have 100 things about me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: WATER&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: Mom&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message:Pranav&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: More than words-Extreme&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: 26 Novemeber 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: NO&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on? YES I HAVE BEEN..&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? NO&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special?YES(I GUESS WE ALL DO)&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed? NO&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and thrown up? NOPES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;12. Made new friends: LOTS OF THEM&lt;br /&gt;13. Fallen out of love: NO&lt;br /&gt;14. Laughed until you cried: YES&lt;br /&gt;15. Met someone who changed you: YES&lt;br /&gt;16. Found out who your true friends were: YES.&lt;br /&gt;17. Found out someone was talking about you: NEVER&lt;br /&gt;18. Kissed anyone on your friends list: NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;19. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: MAJORITY OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;20. How many kids do you want to have: ONE&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you have any pets:NO.BUT I WISH I DID!&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you want to change your name: NAH&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you do for your last birthday: DINNER.. WITH 2 CLOSEST BUDDIES&lt;br /&gt;24. What time did you wake up today: 8:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;25. What were you doing at midnight last night: CHATTING and WATCHING ROADIES&lt;br /&gt;26. Name something you CANNOT wait for: FINISH MY LIST OF THINGS TO DO THIS YEAR&lt;br /&gt;27. Last time you saw your father: NOVEMBER&lt;br /&gt;28. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;29. Most visited webpage: GMAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What's your name: ANIRUDDHA&lt;br /&gt;31. Nicknames: ANI,FATAK&lt;br /&gt;32. Relationship Status: SINGLE&lt;br /&gt;33. Zodiac sign:SCORPIO&lt;br /&gt;34. Male or female or transgendered: MALE&lt;br /&gt;35. Elementary: St. Joseph&lt;br /&gt;36. School: UPS&lt;br /&gt;37. Colleges: ASET,NMIMS&lt;br /&gt;38. Hair color: BLACK&lt;br /&gt;39. Long or short: MEDIUM&lt;br /&gt;40. Height: 5'9&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you have a crush on someone? NOPE&lt;br /&gt;42. Ever been in love? I THOUGHT I WAS ;)&lt;br /&gt;43. Piercings? NO&lt;br /&gt;44. Tattoos? NO&lt;br /&gt;45. Righty or lefty: RIGHTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;46. First surgery: NEVER&lt;br /&gt;47. First piercing : NEVER&lt;br /&gt;48. First best friends:VISHAL&lt;br /&gt;49. First sport you loved: BADMINTON&lt;br /&gt;50. First pet: None.&lt;br /&gt;51. First vacation: DONT REMEMBER&lt;br /&gt;52. First concert:EUPHORIA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;53. Eating:NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;54. Drinking: WATER&lt;br /&gt;55. I'm about to:GO FOR DINNER&lt;br /&gt;56. Listening to: NEWS&lt;br /&gt;57. Waiting for: IPL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;58. Want kids? YA&lt;br /&gt;59. Want to get married? YA&lt;br /&gt;60. Careers in mind? TOO MANY :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;61. Lips or eyes: EYES&lt;br /&gt;62. Hugs or kisses : BOTH&lt;br /&gt;63. Shorter or taller: TALLER&lt;br /&gt;64. Older or Younger: YOUNGER&lt;br /&gt;65. Romantic or spontaneous: BOTH&lt;br /&gt;66. Nice stomach or nice arms: NICE BODY!&lt;br /&gt;67. Sensitive or loud: SENSITIVE.&lt;br /&gt;68. Hook-up or relationship: RELATIONSHIP&lt;br /&gt;69. Trouble maker or hesitant: HESITANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Kissed a stranger: NOPE&lt;br /&gt;71. Lost glasses/contacts: NOPE I HAVE A PERFECT 6/6 VISION&lt;br /&gt;72. Sex on first date: NO!&lt;br /&gt;73. Broken someone's heart: YEA&lt;br /&gt;74. Had your own heart broken: YEA&lt;br /&gt;75. Been arrested: NO&lt;br /&gt;76. Turned someone down: YES&lt;br /&gt;77. Cried when someone died: YES!&lt;br /&gt;78. Liked a friend that is a girl? MANY TIMES ACTUALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;79. Yourself: YES I DO&lt;br /&gt;80. Miracles: HAPPEN WHEN YOU ARE LEAST EXPECTING.&lt;br /&gt;81. Love at first sight: HAPPENED ONCE&lt;br /&gt;82. Heaven: HOME&lt;br /&gt;83. Santa Claus:GIFTS&lt;br /&gt;84. Kiss on the first date: NOPE&lt;br /&gt;85. Angels: NIATI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS&lt;br /&gt;86. BLUE&lt;br /&gt;87. BLACK&lt;br /&gt;88. RED&lt;br /&gt;89. WHITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. On Internet since: 1996&lt;br /&gt;91. Video Game i like: Mario brothers&lt;br /&gt;92. Left Alone: I will listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;93. Is there one person you want to be with right now? YEAH...&lt;br /&gt;94. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? NO&lt;br /&gt;95. Wanted to kill some one ever?: NO&lt;br /&gt;96. Among you blog mates, whom would you like to kiss? Many,don't want to name them ;)&lt;br /&gt;97. Committed a blunder and regretted later? Yes&lt;br /&gt;98. Wanted to steal you friend's boyfriend / girlfriend? Never&lt;br /&gt;99. Wanted to run away from your loved ones in anger, because they didnt listen? Yes&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 Truths? TRUE TO BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TAG: &lt;a href="http://2writeornot2write.wordpress.com/"&gt;SA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2writeornot2write.wordpress.com/" style=""&gt;G, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://myriadcogitations.blogspot.com/"&gt;PRASI, RUCHI, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://neha-life-isitafarce.blogspot.com/"&gt;NEHA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention: When you're tagged in a note, you're supposed to rewrite the same using your opinions (in this case fill the form quickly and spontaneously) and tag your friends whom you want to show it and do the same. And yes, tag me back because I had wanted to know your opinions. Don’t be lazy. Just do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-560630540214096305?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/560630540214096305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=560630540214096305&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/560630540214096305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/560630540214096305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/04/100-things-now-haha.html' title='100 things now haha'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-38691754983770851</id><published>2009-04-15T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:50:46.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rishab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Club 51'/><title type='text'>My first tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); 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I can now walk up and talk to people :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I wish Sachin Tendulkar can keep playing for India forever, true icon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I like helping people, and making them see the positive side of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I think i am a good listener, hmm ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I like Naturals-Mango Cream icecream when in mumbai, and HCF(Hot Chocolate Fudge) when in Delhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Salsa is my new found love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Time spent at Club 51 in hyderabad was the most memorable time of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I still want to record an album with my band when we get back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I let issues to boil up till the time i can bear, and then burst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For me a smile on a kids face is the best therapy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I love watching tom and jerry and Mr. Bean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I think Sony TV was at its best when it had Dennis the menace, I dream of genie and Three stooges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I like playing football in rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Helping my CSE team win a cricket match, was the best moment of glory for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I love Samosas a lot :D, i can have it anytime. I would like to thank Rishab for Unique Cafe Samosas. I still remember it mate ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ok finally i'm done, and now i would like to tag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://neha-life-isitafarce.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Neha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;,&lt;a href="http://drmnvn9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meenu,  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabtimes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anju&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://drmnvn9.blogspot.com/"&gt; , &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://myriadcogitations.blogspot.com/"&gt;PRASI&lt;/a&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://madssaneworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://madssaneworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Todays writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-decoration: underline;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="text-decoration: underline;margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-38691754983770851?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/38691754983770851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=38691754983770851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/38691754983770851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/38691754983770851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-tag.html' title='My first tag'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-6682522021836821416</id><published>2009-04-08T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T12:43:05.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FMYLIFE'/><title type='text'>FMYLIFE</title><content type='html'>Well before i start, i would suggest you visit this site www.fmylife.com to understand what fmylife means. This site is hillarious, and i have been having loads of fun reading it. Well, little did i realise that i would be soon contributing a post to this site :(.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It happened to me on one of my recent trips to delhi. One of my delhi friend happened to visit mumbai, and the trip was summed up by her in just one word "CRAPPY". I think i can sum up my recent trip to delhi as being "CRAPPY" too. The flight took off a bit earlier than scheduled, and flight captain thought it was the right time to score some brownie points "all passengers we will reach delhi before time and blaah blaah". We reached 45 minutes late...huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reach delhi and the airport greets you with warnings.." If you want to be safe take prepaid taxi". Well i thought i should add to it " We cant protect you, you are on your own here-delhi police". Ok so i took a pre-paid and after travelling for 10 minutes from the airport, the driver decided to park the taxi behind a long queue at a CNG station. This was the first time ever i was cursing delhi for shifting to CNG. Delhi still does not have enough CNG stations. Anyways to my surprise the taxi driver decided against filling up the tank with CNG, and I was breathing a sigh of relief at this time. It was already midnight. Well the driver had actually just delayed his decision, and decided to park his taxi at the very next CNG station that was just a small detour according to him. It was now 12:30 midnight, i was hungry. Taxi driver decided to eat "chole kulche" while i was cursing him from inside the taxi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:40 am: finally we were back on road. The moment i thought that the worst was over, yippie we have a flat tyre. Cool. And we are exactly in the middle of a long stretch of road, and what more the jack does not work. WOW :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:50 am: One auto rickshaw in sight. I had to fight with the taxi driver to actually pay the full fare to the auto rickshaw driver. Finally, or so i thought, that i will reach home in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:00 am: Like they say "we plan, and god laughs". The auto driver had bandage on his hands. He was driving at only 10km/hr. Damn i was trying to reach home early eat dinner and sleep :(.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked him what happened. He told me last night he was attacked by few people with knives. Awsome :), and he was attacked somewhere near my area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:20 am: Auto driver tries to take a short cut, after driving for two kilometres, we find that the road is closed. I was now really angry at this guy, and now i made sure he was taking the route i wanted him to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:30 am: finally i reached home. A full 1.5 hours ride from airport to home (In normal traffic it takes just 45 minutes). And hey it is not over yet, auto guy was asking me for another 20 rupees as he got me home safe and sound. FMYLIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-6682522021836821416?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/6682522021836821416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=6682522021836821416&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6682522021836821416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6682522021836821416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/04/fmylife.html' title='FMYLIFE'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-5327081154311825479</id><published>2009-04-08T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:18:42.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><title type='text'>Matty Mate</title><content type='html'>Mate..Bring it on...attitude..muscles..well i think that was all Mathew hayden was wearing up his sleeves as he walked inside the mumbai airport. A six+ feet giant, he looked more like a wrestler than a cricketer I tell you. Yes, got a chance to see him at the mumbai airport. Contrary to what he looks like on the field, here was Haydos obliging the chai wala to get a snap clicked. One of the airport staff got a snap clicked and was running around the airport shouting " I got a snap clicked with Hayden". The other i day i saw him cooking tandoori roti on a tv show too. Well these aussies can surprise you all the time isn it ;). This was a pleasant one, i'm sure even aussies love the passion indians have for this game.Well happens, Indians are cricket crazy you see.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea we are :( " I couldn get my snap clicked as i was bloddy busy getting my security check done "&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/31326589387282228-5327081154311825479?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/5327081154311825479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=5327081154311825479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/5327081154311825479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/5327081154311825479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/04/matty-mate.html' title='Matty Mate'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-6492563787751863636</id><published>2009-04-08T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:13:38.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Attachment and detachment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What drives people to commit to someone?&lt;br /&gt;What makes people to cheat?&lt;br /&gt;What makes people who are cheated , to make a new commitment with the cheater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not found the answers to these questions, because so far i have been living in an idealistic world, where i considered that a commitment once made should not be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeated betrayls have forced me to now beleive that appropriate strategy to deal with such cases is to ,"Not attach with anyone,stay detached.It is a good safeguard against the pain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a flipside to it too, "Whats life without taking some risk,...If there is no risk there is no excitement".So if you want to have a piece of some action,stay put,dont back out. Slowly you will learn from the cheater, all the moves and you will be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So crux lies in experiencing detachment, and moving back to a "Detached attachment" where yu stop feeling the pain of detachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very confusing topic,i am glad i tried&lt;br /&gt;ani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-6492563787751863636?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/6492563787751863636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=6492563787751863636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6492563787751863636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6492563787751863636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/04/attachment-and-detachment.html' title='Attachment and detachment'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-7705408513993368586</id><published>2009-03-30T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:01:27.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>New found love: salsa, guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDnr_uZOUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6pv55pj4vaY/s1600-h/CDMA+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDnr_uZOUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6pv55pj4vaY/s320/CDMA+054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319005902950971714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDl6bGc4tI/AAAAAAAAAfY/WYuj3mePT9Q/s1600-h/CDMA+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDl6bGc4tI/AAAAAAAAAfY/WYuj3mePT9Q/s320/CDMA+084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319003951794545362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDl53HwFVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vWgG7XDCeWY/s1600-h/CDMA+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDl53HwFVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/vWgG7XDCeWY/s320/CDMA+088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319003942136321362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDl5MkNsNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/-Ee-2nClIGg/s1600-h/CDMA+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDl5MkNsNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/-Ee-2nClIGg/s320/CDMA+020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319003930712977618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDl4y5dzcI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l40VSsezGJw/s1600-h/CDMA+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDl4y5dzcI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l40VSsezGJw/s320/CDMA+032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319003923822792130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-7705408513993368586?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/7705408513993368586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=7705408513993368586&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7705408513993368586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7705408513993368586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-found-love-salsa-guitar.html' title='New found love: salsa, guitar'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SdDnr_uZOUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6pv55pj4vaY/s72-c/CDMA+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-4492475019277063686</id><published>2009-03-28T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:02:41.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Love being loved by you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/Sc9GpXA8fMI/AAAAAAAAAew/kLfV8PS6h2A/s1600-h/Autumn_Love_by_dEivIDmx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/Sc9GpXA8fMI/AAAAAAAAAew/kLfV8PS6h2A/s320/Autumn_Love_by_dEivIDmx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318547361314405570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wipe my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Middle of the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want a dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sit by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same words of advice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A threat some pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A promise, a sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two hours to dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An hour to reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sweet smile i guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is all you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile to make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each dream my real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What matters to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you make me feel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish i knew words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say its true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being loved by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/31326589387282228-4492475019277063686?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/4492475019277063686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=4492475019277063686&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/4492475019277063686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/4492475019277063686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-being-loved-by-you.html' title='Love being loved by you'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/Sc9GpXA8fMI/AAAAAAAAAew/kLfV8PS6h2A/s72-c/Autumn_Love_by_dEivIDmx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-1309985587011155244</id><published>2009-03-26T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:03:56.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>When you are a part of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/Sc8VyGEZH8I/AAAAAAAAAeo/NU6RlCRGFg4/s1600-h/A_walk_on_the_beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/Sc8VyGEZH8I/AAAAAAAAAeo/NU6RlCRGFg4/s320/A_walk_on_the_beach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318493635314524098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umpteenth time you cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calmly I replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions have stayed same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want to hear your name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In silence of the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The waves that kiss your feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want to feel the morning rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake up by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To hear those words again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rush out to drench in rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You lost your own in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost the self in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh how foolish I would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To lose this part of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For pain is all I achieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To hurt this you in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was no more to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was no more to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was not the new you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But how we both would be&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/31326589387282228-1309985587011155244?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/1309985587011155244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=1309985587011155244&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/1309985587011155244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/1309985587011155244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-you-are-part-of-me.html' title='When you are a part of me'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/Sc8VyGEZH8I/AAAAAAAAAeo/NU6RlCRGFg4/s72-c/A_walk_on_the_beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-8894208854298309381</id><published>2009-03-22T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:04:25.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>IPL goes global....</title><content type='html'>Its official...the baap of all entertainment shows is going global. Due to security issues it will not be held in India. The bad part is that fans in India will not be able to catch their favourite players in stadium. I think IPL was creating the same fan following amongst Indians in the same way as EPL and other football leagues across world,  has done for football fans across the world.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good thing now i think is cricketers will no longer have security as a concern, not that India could not have provided security. India will also be hosting its own 5-yearly political contest, so that is going to be interesting too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its going to be tough this year i guess.Teams have had enough time to think over their strategies (Rahul dravid does not fit into IPL frankly, and Royal challengers have done good enough to Getting back to the teams,Sehwag and Gambhir are in amazing form and that gives Delhi daredevils a fair chance to make it to semis.Rajasthan Royals should not have much problem in reaching semis. Chennai super kings too has more support in form of flintoff in all rounder. Kolkatta Knightriders may spring up a suprise during tournament, but i still dont see them making it to semis this time. Rest of the teams, may find it tough to make a mark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Players to watch out for: Duminy (He's the man this time according to me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-8894208854298309381?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/8894208854298309381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=8894208854298309381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/8894208854298309381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/8894208854298309381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/03/ipl-goes-global.html' title='IPL goes global....'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-7047865675885925709</id><published>2009-03-18T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:04:42.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>A game to bind, and leave everything behind</title><content type='html'>What is the game that binds Indians? A game that can make any guy wake up 3 o clock in morning, switch on his tv, keep it on mute so as to not disturb other members who are sleeping at home..oh wait a sec..he also expects that the room where the tv has been kept is occupied by just him. You walk down the road and see hundreds looking at matrix of tv sets at an electronics store, they want to buy tv? naah..they are just catching up on the important GAME...no one wants to miss out on the action.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk down the road, look out for a guy with the radio..and just ask "whats the score?" no greetings, no hellos, don't worry he's still happy to respond with the score. A game that reminds of how during teens we used to wake up, and rush to the nearest ground on our bicycles early morning at 6 during summer holidays to grab the PITCH..fight over it..to ensure we had our match with , the losers opposite to our society ;) ( we made alot of money from these guys, helped our sports club quiet a lot..hey guys i'm not putting in the name here... PHARMA APARTMENTS DELHI-92...hahahaha)..Enjoyed beating engineering seniors, for sure at this game. Well Computer Science branch was good at it for sure..though we never won any of the finals which was the sad part. I can still remember going to a friends place after each semester exam, play in hot afternoon, call it a day with lemonade.(Vishal i still agree, kunal,rohit and pratik should have played atleast one game in transyamuna too ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, one cant imagine how much noise a room full of "would be" corporates can create, break up a few seats( gross underestimation mind you) right inside college, feel euphoric at around 2 am at night, and then realise that they have to study for the exam, which is at 9am :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thats nothing, i know of students who decided to catch up on the game tv by finishing their exams well before time (read one hour early in a two hour exam ;)), and were happy to cheer for INDIA (guys you still missed out on some amazing live action ;) yes i am rubbing it in)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean how much TRP can a domestic tournament generate right. Well i guess one of the largest revenue spinner that the game has ever seen. For a country where it is already a religion, its no surprise that even strangers become friends when it comes to the game of CRICKET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just felt like writing about this game, after reading the blog of one of the new newzealand cricketer Ian O brien,...nice pace bowler, didn know he was into blogging. Catch it &lt;a href="http://iainobrien.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Made all the events related to this game just pass before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-7047865675885925709?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/7047865675885925709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=7047865675885925709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7047865675885925709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7047865675885925709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/03/game-to-bind-and-leave-everything.html' title='A game to bind, and leave everything behind'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-5912088147474707485</id><published>2009-03-16T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:05:02.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ragging'/><title type='text'>Ragging...by retards</title><content type='html'>Bad word isn't it...well some stupid( an understatement let me tell you) seniors (or are they, seem like retards to me) in a medical college in Himachal Pradesh managed to kill a junior on pretext of ragging..What harm did this innocent chap do to these retards to instigate them to kill him. It's because of these retards that 'ragging' has got such a bad name.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well what will just writing a blog do right? It cant stop these retards from having their share of ego massaging from juniors. I agree too, but theres more that needs to be done, than raising voice against such acts. Start small, educate your kids, friends, friends kids..or any god damn soul entering college to not strive for such cheap thrills of ragging and better get a life. A beautiful opportunity that college provides, to become what you want to ( I expect you are in college because you chose to ;)). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i am doing is just trying to reach out to as many, so that they can reach many more, with just one simple message: Save more killings by Ragging. The message from the mother of the guy who lost his life to Ragging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-5912088147474707485?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/5912088147474707485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=5912088147474707485&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/5912088147474707485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/5912088147474707485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/03/raggingby-retards.html' title='Ragging...by retards'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-4958702741555810712</id><published>2009-03-06T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:05:25.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Recession</title><content type='html'>This word "Recession" does bring a lot of sadness,i could not resist but write on this topic. The MBA community to me seems more affected. The reason being they actually understand what all it means, or hang on, do they? Well, placement season is on and i bet they know it better than anyone else out here. Companies visiting the campuses have reduced, so much so that even IIM-A grads seem to be facing a tuff time this year in lacing their students. Before i go any furthur, i wish all my juniors back in college all the best for their placements. I know i know its too late, but there are still people to be placed, right? Right.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; At times i wonder if my education has actually made me more sad. The reason being, when i did not understand the word "recession", "inflation", "downturn"...etc etc i was much more happy. Sachin Tendulkar's shots or a nice game of volley ball or cricket was enough to give my share of high time, and no one cared a damn about inflation. Now, when we do understand it, i am even worried about Japan going down, Germany going down, i have to right, because now sadly i know. Now even a friendly call from boss to appreciate your work sends shiver down your spine, as to if this is it, is it going to be all over now. Now i know, that things are connected and like a domino effect if one goes down it takes others down with it.After following all recession stories on rediff, it really does look it can hapen to anyone.Everyone can be replaced, the company was working without you, and will continue to work without you :). Don't want to put up any more negatives, not my style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ignorance is bliss" truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i have found my way of beating the recession blues. Saturdays are not off yet :(, but yea few hours of salsa on weekend are a saviour from all the stress the whole week in recession has to offer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;a href="http://neha-life-isitafarce.blogspot.com/"&gt;Neha&lt;/a&gt; i love reading your blogs, just wanted to mention it in my post some where :), they are a great relief.&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/31326589387282228-4958702741555810712?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/4958702741555810712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=4958702741555810712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/4958702741555810712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/4958702741555810712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/03/recession.html' title='Recession'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-8757669187161749099</id><published>2009-02-26T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:05:41.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>It was all real</title><content type='html'>For all the time i didn speak&lt;div&gt;this whole while i didn sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what you could not see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what you didn feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all real &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night i walked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walked for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That extra hour &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i waited for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That bus i missed to meet you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your jokes on friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fever in Rain, i stood for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i didn do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was to tell you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i didn do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was to make you feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-8757669187161749099?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/8757669187161749099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=8757669187161749099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/8757669187161749099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/8757669187161749099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-was-all-real.html' title='It was all real'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-6117145511862660192</id><published>2009-01-25T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:05:56.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Finding me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SXxW_jdvhMI/AAAAAAAAAdA/2r9s3M7aQms/s1600-h/Finding_Myself_by_Prashant87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SXxW_jdvhMI/AAAAAAAAAdA/2r9s3M7aQms/s320/Finding_Myself_by_Prashant87.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295202911732597954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open arms are gone again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sweet touch on sun kissed face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No messing up of curly hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No shadow dance with lovely grace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why hoping on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not your way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time to rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its time to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time to dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time to feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time to find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the real me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/31326589387282228-6117145511862660192?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/6117145511862660192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=6117145511862660192&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6117145511862660192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6117145511862660192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2009/01/finding-me.html' title='Finding me'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SXxW_jdvhMI/AAAAAAAAAdA/2r9s3M7aQms/s72-c/Finding_Myself_by_Prashant87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-2156842247105282821</id><published>2008-11-12T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:06:15.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SRscT9Uip3I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y4rlDTo3Yek/s1600-h/Loneliness_by_LV_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SRscT9Uip3I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y4rlDTo3Yek/s320/Loneliness_by_LV_2004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267835318343739250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walk through&lt;div&gt;this empty street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this loneliness that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wants to creep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My shadow is tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it needs to rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;search continues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rest mind rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still reaching out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with tired hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't need help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a smile,some sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a sweet embrace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is all i need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-2156842247105282821?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SRscT9Uip3I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y4rlDTo3Yek/s72-c/Loneliness_by_LV_2004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-4117101265574768761</id><published>2008-11-06T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:06:33.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SRM4c9JT8eI/AAAAAAAAAbg/IeeagZ4qDyY/s1600-h/I_Wish_____by_liquidkid1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SRM4c9JT8eI/AAAAAAAAAbg/IeeagZ4qDyY/s320/I_Wish_____by_liquidkid1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265614459427353058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wish you did this&lt;div&gt;wish you did that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish you did all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish you said all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you knew all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish not to expect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish not to fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i am going through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is because of this wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i wish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never had a wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish there was no god to call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for he knows best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he will do the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i wish i still wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-4117101265574768761?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/4117101265574768761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=4117101265574768761&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/4117101265574768761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/4117101265574768761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/11/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SRM4c9JT8eI/AAAAAAAAAbg/IeeagZ4qDyY/s72-c/I_Wish_____by_liquidkid1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-1395463954651274538</id><published>2008-10-31T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:06:49.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Some freelance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SQrWZ7zQD-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/jwsN04awD-Y/s1600-h/hpsc65.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;First freelance assignment, thanks to my friend kinjal ;)&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SQrWZ7zQD-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/jwsN04awD-Y/s320/hpsc65.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263254855573573602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-1395463954651274538?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/1395463954651274538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=1395463954651274538&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/1395463954651274538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/1395463954651274538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-freelance.html' title='Some freelance'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SQrWZ7zQD-I/AAAAAAAAAbY/jwsN04awD-Y/s72-c/hpsc65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-6756986666950494595</id><published>2008-10-30T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:07:08.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Can't understand silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SQqSJ5UaA8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ibYp5UYUIzU/s1600-h/2845455682_02e9becb25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SQqSJ5UaA8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ibYp5UYUIzU/s320/2845455682_02e9becb25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263179813238735810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say say&lt;div&gt;say it to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for i am a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silence silence silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This silence kills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this silence haunts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;craziness madness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally blank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have filled silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all this while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with imaginations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid stupid stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silence for day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silence for night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silence is all you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And silence is now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that i have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-6756986666950494595?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/6756986666950494595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=6756986666950494595&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6756986666950494595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6756986666950494595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-understand-silence.html' title='Can&apos;t understand silence'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SQqSJ5UaA8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ibYp5UYUIzU/s72-c/2845455682_02e9becb25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-2014809455513699066</id><published>2008-10-18T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:07:23.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Can't say it better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SPrwLoPt4zI/AAAAAAAAAbE/UZF35YWBMwQ/s1600-h/Rain_by_Visionoflegacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SPrwLoPt4zI/AAAAAAAAAbE/UZF35YWBMwQ/s320/Rain_by_Visionoflegacy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258779597481042738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing here&lt;br /&gt;in pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you&lt;div&gt;As i shiver in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;endless cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smile when you see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;warms my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walk with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;listening to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;endlessly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish you never stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;words sweet words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every tear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish i share all with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;filling every moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in my pack of wishes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;foolishly hoping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will do all this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all that i know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just can't say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't say it better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-2014809455513699066?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/2014809455513699066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=2014809455513699066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/2014809455513699066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/2014809455513699066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-say-it-better.html' title='Can&apos;t say it better'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SPrwLoPt4zI/AAAAAAAAAbE/UZF35YWBMwQ/s72-c/Rain_by_Visionoflegacy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-2944939847879157163</id><published>2008-10-11T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:03:13.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love,Concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   line-height: 26px; word-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 23pt; line-height: 28px; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "&gt;Concern&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;So how to know when there is love in a particular situation? When it shows concern for the other, seeks to know what the other likes, and tries to seek within yourself whether you have it to give. I think it is a very simple equation, and if this is practiced sincerely, we can always find out whether there is love in the situation or not.-master&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/31326589387282228-2944939847879157163?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/2944939847879157163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=2944939847879157163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/2944939847879157163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/2944939847879157163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/10/loveconcern.html' title='Love,Concern'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-8292030209400710188</id><published>2008-10-02T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:07:56.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>The other side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SOUWPVfFxWI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xw64HQpA7WY/s1600-h/0a6a40aea21b1adf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SOUWPVfFxWI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xw64HQpA7WY/s320/0a6a40aea21b1adf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252628993118946658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how&lt;div&gt;Explaining to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When what why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not the way i am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have to understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will try and express next time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry i did not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats the way i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always felt so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never felt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soaking in rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hallucinations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time, you say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time you feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time you see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real part of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lies on the other side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/31326589387282228-8292030209400710188?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/8292030209400710188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=8292030209400710188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/8292030209400710188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/8292030209400710188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/10/other-side.html' title='The other side'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SOUWPVfFxWI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xw64HQpA7WY/s72-c/0a6a40aea21b1adf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-7399264011886434918</id><published>2008-09-28T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:08:14.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>falling in love with walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SN_mzjG5deI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1M3YRCr0gkA/s1600-h/on_the_wall_by_chester_mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SN_mzjG5deI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1M3YRCr0gkA/s320/on_the_wall_by_chester_mae.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251169463809177058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will heal&lt;div&gt;time will tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving this wall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting waiting waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for it to say it loves me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats happening,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;foolish right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why should i love not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this lovely wall?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madness craziness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loving you wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some day you will share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have loads to give than take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting waiting waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me a chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont run away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will give you all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say you need more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tough loving me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A hug is all it should be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting waiting waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-7399264011886434918?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/7399264011886434918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=7399264011886434918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7399264011886434918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7399264011886434918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/09/falling-in-love-with-walls.html' title='falling in love with walls'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SN_mzjG5deI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1M3YRCr0gkA/s72-c/on_the_wall_by_chester_mae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-9081034441313457175</id><published>2008-09-06T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:08:42.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kunal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pratik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rohit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Rock On....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNffSRifQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/RzYWYze2gyA/s1600-h/rock-on_1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNffSRifQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/RzYWYze2gyA/s320/rock-on_1b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243139382275374338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it doesn get beter than this, a movie that could remind me of the good times spent at college during engineering."Rock On" is one such movie..and the theme "Live your dream"...well how many of us are actually doing what we really like....i once read somewhere never to have back up plans for career...because if you have back up plans you are never fully committed to what you would like to do..because you have a back up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, the movie reminded me of our band in college. At a time when every one was crazy about just english rock, we decided to keep performing songs that we liked...all soft hindi rock..and a few soft english rock as well. I can still remember winning at 4 college festivals by performing the same song.."Dhoom" by euphoria. We liked playing songs of euphoria, strings, a few by airsupply too. We never created any originals atleast in college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the band seperated after engg, luckily 3 of us made it to the same company for work "Satyam"...and this was the time when we created our first original song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it started with the same feeling "Dreams"..leavin girl friends behind :))..for the so called long distance relationship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wish i could get back to those good old days and meet up with the band more often and create some originals that we can record...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things that i can remember about what we used to do during practice:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) ani on mike check making the "kissing" sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) rohit having to indicate not once not twice but thrice to start singing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) pratik improvising on synth, and claiming i can sing and play at the same time too,..while i kunal and rohit looked at each other sayin...naah leav it you will forget ur lines ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) kunal engrossed in creating his own tune..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frens i can remmbr only this...add on to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-9081034441313457175?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/9081034441313457175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=9081034441313457175&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/9081034441313457175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/9081034441313457175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-on.html' title='Rock On....'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNffSRifQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/RzYWYze2gyA/s72-c/rock-on_1b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-7696046418243864740</id><published>2008-09-06T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:09:03.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Long awaited teacher's collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNapyBU8gI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Dy6gEkbTqPE/s1600-h/_MG_2238h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNapyBU8gI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Dy6gEkbTqPE/s320/_MG_2238h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243134065037865474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNaqFffp2I/AAAAAAAAAXw/he2P7JUzZzY/s320/_MG_2534h.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243134070264670050" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNaqQ7MYxI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZzQvNyvhlVs/s1600-h/_MG_2864h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNaqQ7MYxI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ZzQvNyvhlVs/s320/_MG_2864h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243134073333637906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNaqdp-GeI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Ej_1pAv3FIg/s320/weed.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243134076751059426" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are all master pieces of my photography teacher ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we have some comments now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-7696046418243864740?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/7696046418243864740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=7696046418243864740&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7696046418243864740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7696046418243864740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-awaited-teachers-collection.html' title='Long awaited teacher&apos;s collection'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNapyBU8gI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Dy6gEkbTqPE/s72-c/_MG_2238h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-1155934066417128208</id><published>2008-08-30T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:09:20.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Photography TP</title><content type='html'>Well in my spare time i do try n click some snaps. lets see..will put some from my teachers collection too here, once i get them from her.&lt;br /&gt;My attempts---there is one sketch by me of all the placecom members of my batch..i was one of them too..try finding me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkemSmPmyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/57S8UL35bEE/s1600-h/Mocha+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkemSmPmyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/57S8UL35bEE/s320/Mocha+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240253284598389538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkd8QxzOzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jXiGyzb55TE/s1600-h/Mocha+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkd8QxzOzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jXiGyzb55TE/s320/Mocha+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240252562555484978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkfmdcn7rI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QGn7Jcv62Dc/s1600-h/DSC02615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkfmdcn7rI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QGn7Jcv62Dc/s320/DSC02615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240254387022458546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkcuBktwdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZHMTF7t_71E/s1600-h/Mocha+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkcuBktwdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZHMTF7t_71E/s320/Mocha+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251218444272082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-1155934066417128208?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/1155934066417128208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=1155934066417128208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/1155934066417128208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/1155934066417128208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/08/photography-tp.html' title='Photography TP'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SLkemSmPmyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/57S8UL35bEE/s72-c/Mocha+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-7945864391675455511</id><published>2008-08-25T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:09:48.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nmims'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jaane tu'/><title type='text'>jaane tu ya jaane na...</title><content type='html'>"So when do you know it is love"...Aamir khan makes movies..and his movies at times are perfection personified..this movie too was something everyone could relate to.."jaane tu ya jaane na". This post is not about the movie let me clarify that first. It's about how close to reality this movie i feel was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i joined nmims, our VC told us on first day during his address that x% of students who finish their MBA from nmims...end up finding a partner in the same batch ..and i was like...what stats..that too on first day ;)..well later i found few of my batchmates even calculating the probability that they cud be one them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out that according to this historical data, from our batch at least 12 people should be able to hit target (;) m sorry but Abhinav Bindra's olympic gold has made me use "hit the target" phrase quite often)..and the last count that i have, my batch has approx 10 individuals who will help achieve that target ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess all of them would have gone through same self realisation, that too in a much shorter time frame (for facts:jai and aditi(movie characters) i guess were together in college for 5 years..and my batch had just 2 years...mba's are superfast ;)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a difficult feeling to realise at start. Its dificult to segregate a friendly feeling from affectionate love feeling. Its difficult to realise if something is being done as a friend or should be asssumed to be a step towards a different relation altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much fear of losing friendship that love actually has to struggle its way out most of the times, and most of the times it stays inside forever, waiting for the next....Target ;)&lt;br /&gt;I feel one should let it out, this feeling and clarify it in the most candid manner one can..and that the other person should respect the feeling and decide objectively..if only things were so easy isnt it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well things can definitely be easy..only thing is "understanding" becomes a more operative a word to make things easy..better understanding can lead to better achievements of ..."TARGETS" :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-7945864391675455511?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/7945864391675455511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=7945864391675455511&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7945864391675455511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/7945864391675455511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/08/jaane-tu-ya-jaane-na.html' title='jaane tu ya jaane na...'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-6985505511026934424</id><published>2008-08-16T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:10:08.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pune'/><title type='text'>Induction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNS7WQDWmI/AAAAAAAAAXg/K05coUlUMOw/s1600-h/Photo-0088_044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNS7WQDWmI/AAAAAAAAAXg/K05coUlUMOw/s320/Photo-0088_044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243125570728057442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNS7KLrZjI/AAAAAAAAAXY/PbT0WZoWVj0/s320/Photo-0092_048.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243125567488484914" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my induction all the way to pune...and was lucky to see a wind farm...lots of wind turbines installed on a huge area...they call them dinosaurs..and huge they were...then a plant visit where they make these generators...and lots of fun with the training guide...he was damn lucky guy to have taken snaps with salman khan and katrina kaif...hehe..he even sold the idea of buying a wind turbine to salman khan..nice nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this restaurant in pune..."Sigri"..awesome food and ambiance..recommended for all of you..&lt;br /&gt;That was the only night we had some decent food in pune..rest all nights we were struggling to have proper food...We had ordered sweet corn soup once, and wow awesome it was..guess the cook took the order literally to have served us Corn and Sweets :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumbai-Pune ride is one to be enjoyed..on the so called expressay...especially during the rainy season when everything looks washed out and new ;)..people too :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-6985505511026934424?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/6985505511026934424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=6985505511026934424&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6985505511026934424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/6985505511026934424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/08/induction.html' title='Induction'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMNS7WQDWmI/AAAAAAAAAXg/K05coUlUMOw/s72-c/Photo-0088_044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31326589387282228.post-764163115873895405</id><published>2008-08-16T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:10:31.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>First month</title><content type='html'>Well its the start of a new series after http://mbainmaking.blogspot.com where i tried to put together some moments of my life at NMIMS. That was "honest confessions", so welcome to "honest confessions-2"...naah m not inspired by the movie sequels...guess i will be able to write some interesting stuff...that you can read along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convocation..trip back home...good food..friends from college moving to different locations...phew all passed so quickly that by the time i could realise what was happening..i was left all alone...trying to  setle down with the new life...life after an mba :)..yea that smile can be interpreted differently..but from me...as my friends will tell you..its full of sarcasm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First month was pretty cool at office..not to forget the fact that i had already been to office couple of times...thanks to the new concept at my college of doing a CAPSTONE project...dont ask me why they call it that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it was good to see few familiar faces at office(i met them during capstone)...who later on formed a nice bunch of colleagues....we are currently just 8 to form the team...Team CDMA..Corporate development and Mergers and acquisitions...Sounds kool huh....:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naah..when saturdays are working..it cant be cool can it..i hate working on saturdays..i had dreamt of pursuing so many activities on a saturday..and all that seems a distant dream now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i forgot to tell you about why this green theme...from a black one...we are a Green company :D..wind energy..SUZLON...more about it in next post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first month was not as an mba will expect to be...we were learning on the job for a while...and after two weeks we were formally inducted :)...and on the job learning still continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for the first month at job...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31326589387282228-764163115873895405?l=honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/feeds/764163115873895405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31326589387282228&amp;postID=764163115873895405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/764163115873895405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31326589387282228/posts/default/764163115873895405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honestconfessionsofanmba.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-month.html' title='First month'/><author><name>ani_aset</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02508868042003107101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ti-jMtQLgDA/SMN0SOMpbOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TCJcFV65Sy4/S220/Uttarkashi003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
