<?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-13143954</id><updated>2011-09-12T21:42:59.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my own!! my precious!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-113172040645333189</id><published>2005-11-11T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T06:46:46.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's a pArty!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Just got done with my mid terms of 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; term and gosh life really is a party!! Well mid terms might just seem to be the obvious reason but read a bit here and bit there, mebbe u have something more in between to read.    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;i just got my pack of visiting cards and gosh they are cool…I mean the feeling is great, Mebbe for most this might just be the last of reasons to get happy and enjoy; believe me the same goes out for me ;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is just so strong that I can’t resist….gleeeeeeeeeeeee to be precise!!! Soon I am going to purchase a new cell phn with latest cutting edge technologies (written too much read less, its not that gizmo which 007 could have potentially used in the latest flick but anyways, jus a normal thingy) but then the “why” question still hangs on…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not going to end so easily… I can keep circling on and on and onnnnn…..but is that which is making me happy. God I am not sadistic and am sane not insane…look for better reasons&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then what is it????&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me figure out….would you…sure I think you just could help me….then y shouldn’t u…..i think there is no reason that you don’t….for I would then precisely tell what it is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;How couldn’t u figure out yet. Just a hint for the uninitiated: See the dates of the previous posts…….an eternal time spent…..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are heading the right way but I see you wouldn’t settle for it till I give to you the reason in writing….so here’s it of course for me this is the joy of writing!!! The joy of being with you all again ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And by the way if u are convinced you jus better be coz u didn’t read between the lines. Ok so what that you have decided not to get personal and ask what it is I would tell you, that would surely be the very one, singled, secluded, isolated reason that life’s become a party.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you still just couldn’t read it…well just to inform you I got my summers at MNYL – a JV between Max and NYL – a Fortune 68 company to be precise!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank God you figured out the real reason, but keep that unto yourself…let others try &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS – After getting out of touch of writing this relle had to be arbit!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-113172040645333189?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/113172040645333189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=113172040645333189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/113172040645333189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/113172040645333189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/11/lifes-party.html' title='life&apos;s a pArty!!!!'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-113015534728983504</id><published>2005-10-24T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T05:10:26.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wiLL bE bAck....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4839/1144/1600/shobhit1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4839/1144/320/shobhit1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanku for the encouragement given to post again.....i will be back sooooon......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-113015534728983504?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/113015534728983504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=113015534728983504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/113015534728983504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/113015534728983504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/10/will-be-back.html' title='wiLL bE bAck....'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-112135148009020345</id><published>2005-07-14T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T07:31:20.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pOlitically cOrrect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well i think i made a politically correct promise in the last post and i must agree to my disappointment that time management is becoming a huge problem here....most of the time is spent planning "how to utilize time" which again consumes time and leaves me....well i guess that u'll guess right. OK enough juggling of words i dont wanna waste this lil time available explainin my reasons which anyways dont amount to much....excuses are not a part of a manager's personality profile....oops my OCPS (business communication) concepts....must have been awake in class then!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now i would briefly touch happenings here in a week tht come bak to my vivid imagination....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Mentors B'day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well the first of b'days here, much to my consternation, happened to be of my mentors....well stop wondering y a b'day can be of consternation to me....here's how....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;time 23:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;location: room opposite my room (all my neighbours' rooms are tht of seniors!!!) so pratically in the seniors room i see my mentor n some kind of weird activity going on.....i step in...asked abt his preparedness abt the b'day bash....well of course he was getting ready....infact even i should have....other seniors there ask my name and have a casual talk that revealed nothing that was going to come....unawares i m happy for my mentor and anxious to see how b'days are celebrated....this being the first one...excitement grips....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;meanwhile there is commotion all over hostel, ppl being verbose and mobilized to churn out the max no. of ppl afterall first b'day must be celebrated with max no.......to make the max impact...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;time 23:55&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;commotion at its peak, ppl start collecting in front of mess....a table is being setup....hysteria and anxiety in batchmates abound....b'day bash starts as the clock strikes midnight....n then dhoom &lt;em&gt;dhishum dhadaaak.......uuuiiii....dhoom dhishoom dhadaaam......chhodddhh do....nahin abhi nahin...dhooom dhisshoom dhadaam.....ab to jaane do....aise nahin&lt;/em&gt;....cake all over face....this is my mentor!! then i roll in from within the hostel to the outside....seniors screaming where's mentee shobhit everybody screaming and i like a meek cat try to run away and there i am spotted!!! n then again jus like my b'day i get the bumps....&lt;em&gt;ooh aah ouch....meine kya bigaadaa hai.....dhishum dhishum dhadaaaam.....uuuiiiii.....chalo yaar chhoddhh do ab...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;revenge - i get my hands on three ppl... interesting relationship to get bumps for someone elses b'day but then....who can help when whole batch closes in on u....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my roomie also get bumps coz being mentees roomie n then the most hilarious mentees friend ahhh spells like roomie but is ronnie....he also get the bumps but his getting bumps has become regular feature here....we all enjoi getting our hands on.......keep wondering why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well after all this we dhishum dhishum we all proceed to the canteen for the party....compensated well for the bumps...jus jokin...but ya had coffee maggi iiice T and last but not the least FUN!! thanks to my mentor vivek gawri!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is it in the b'day section!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last sat nite we had freshers and another memorable party wen we danced till 430am n still didnt want to go....bunch of enthusiastic ppl here!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bschool life is so much different so much fun and so much work all together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yuhin chala chal raahi yuhin chala chal raahi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kitni haseen hai yeh duniya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bhool saare jhamele dekho phoolon k mele&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;badi rangeen hai yeh duniya&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-112135148009020345?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/112135148009020345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=112135148009020345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/112135148009020345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/112135148009020345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/07/politically-correct.html' title='pOlitically cOrrect'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-112018010034569462</id><published>2005-07-01T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T03:35:39.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe gReat eXperience!!</title><content type='html'>This has definitely been the busiest action packed, melodramatic time i have ever had.....or this just may be a prelude to what is going to be....whatever may be the case it is really gr8 spending time here and this is just getting better and better day by. And yeah me talking about my sojourn that began on 22nd night, my journey which has brought me to MDI - My Dream Institute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Induction program was really great and well planned. The morning tryst of getting up, if at all we got time to sleep, relaxing thereafter with &lt;em&gt;yoga &lt;/em&gt;and those 30-30 sec of naps in various &lt;em&gt;aasanas &lt;/em&gt;was simply smart of us. Another set of activity was the Business Game where we had to manage a complete car manufacturing unit and i must admit being the CEO of that company gave a strange happy feeling, more so when we managed to pull off the highest profit levels after two quarters, and we came first. After that i also enjoyed the outbound exercises where we did many adventurous things like river crossing, burma bridge, trust fall, minefield, perfect squares and all. It was a great stress relieveing day with an awesome weather here. the treasure hunt exercise was absolute thriller and fun n i wont mind divulging a detail, we finished the treasure hunt sabse pehlea and it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i would be more regular here, so keep visiting and be along in my journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-112018010034569462?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/112018010034569462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=112018010034569462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/112018010034569462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/112018010034569462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/07/great-experience.html' title='tHe gReat eXperience!!'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111926193201915519</id><published>2005-06-20T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T03:05:32.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its been two weeks when i started off on my tour :) muaaaaahhhhhhhhh (: must say fun filled two weeks, pretty hectic though, n tiring too specially the one in simla, did all sorts of things in 5 days dere, didnt imagine wud do all tht there....ok....ok.....i m coming to it.....stop cursing me for not coming on to the point.....but not as yet.....hehe.....ok i was wid my frens dere....though we had an arrangement of stayin in a flat dere...which i must say was good enough....it had the attraction of having a tv too dere.....however the only thing that played the spoilsport was water!!! The first day was rainin dere n it was damn cold must say in 14-15 degree celsisus region but i must say it was a welcome break from the heat of delhi. The neighbour dere who was a middle aged aunty told us that the water will come at noon.....n as we got all set waiting for water....our first encounter with water was phewwww.....we got shocked actually....it was white coloured frothy water.....that the neighbour claimed had air bubbles and thus was looking white......seems the simla nagar nigam arranges special water which can hold air bubbles for eternity.....coz the water was white even after an hr or so.......strange logic. After waitin for more time finally the condition of water comin in improved and we all got fresh with chilling cold water. Just as we were leaving for the mall aunty made another guest appearance with her lovely sweet daughter....the sight of whom was the only soothing thing about their presence and the much shocking news that was to come....aunty said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beta paani bhar liya na ache se.....ab paani parson hi aaye shaayad" &lt;/span&gt; in a husky voice. n we were lookin at each other blankly weighing and assessing the implications of the statement....was that white frothy thing water in the first place i asked myself and wondered if this white water was the reason behind her fair daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving the water issues behind we took a bus to mall and bus tickets are so cheap dere in simla, the minimum denomination of ticket was Re.1, however mall was far n we took a 5 ka ticket for the journey till the lift dere. The Lift journey upto the mall was amazin too....we bought tickets tht werent checked inside lift and the lift journey was in two parts wondered what problems they had in constructing a single pillar upto the mall. However water still flooded our thoughts n we decided to shift into a hotel.....after much searching and ado we found a decent hotel however the hotel owner wasnt so.....we got insights into his doings from one friendly waiter of young age tht openly criticized his maalik and it was only his 9th day dere n wanted to stay a whole yr dere. since this is the on season gettin suites was difficult and we got a single room wid a promise of gettin a suite next morning......so we finally decided to settle the deal with a promise of 24hr supply of water....n we checked the same bfore takin the room.....6 ppl we were and tried fittin in the room....n we did coz our luggage was still in the flat. we were too tired to get it bak the same day.....so we decided to bring it in mornin and made an advance payment to tht uncle who soon was gonna become so khadoos we cudnt hv imagined. wen we were goin out for dinner he said beta 1030 se pehle waapis aa jaaana....we said WTH we r not gonna come bak bfore 1.....n then he started brabing "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kya mein saari raaat jaagta rahoonga"&lt;/span&gt; told him plainly uncle chaukidaar rakh lo...we r not gonna move on ur sayings...we already began to had feelings ki galat hotel mein aa gaye...though much was left to be discovered wen we came bak...oh dont think on the lines ki hotel mein aane nahin diya...we got bak arnd midnight n tht sweet waiter let us in...wen we reached room n opened the tap not a drop of water was dere....that khadoos uncle had some valves in the control room thru which he regulated water supply....saw it for the first time dere.....though we got it opened raat ko.....n subah wen we came bak takin our luggage he was all too complainin ....said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raaat bhar light khuli chhodi.....ab paani bhi khatam kar daala"&lt;/span&gt; ufff looked as if we had shifted in some hostel where we werent allowed to move and werent allowed to use nethin...that was enough for us young tempers.....we checked out......and again the search for hotels began....it appeared as if we had come to visit all hotels dere at mall rather than the mall itself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cud have easily done our phd on simla hotels and were in a position to earn commission givin gyaan to people not saying ki we will take u to a good hotel but rather warning them ki dont go to this hotel....this was our condition.....though finally we got goood rooms at the ridge with 5 star quality service n more importantly water.....did so much for water dere......realized full importance of water in jus 2 days.!!! After the hotel searching spree we finally did horse riding, trekking, played cards, also planned to go to disc there RITZ the name was but the hotel affair had already made holes in our pockets n we decided to go to a disc in delhi only...finally arrived in kalka in mini train....that they say was connected to our kalka mail back to delhi.....though i had doubts abt the connecting issue....n was tensed as the mini train reached goood 15 minutes after the scheduled departure of our kalka mail but thank god our train was waitin dere....connecting u see.....n i heaved a sigh of relief....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the journey was relle gr8...wid frens whom i spent quality time....n only god knows whether or not we all will be able to find such time in near future ahead....all ppl goin their ways....some in job n some like me continuiing as a student.....strange feelings of parting.....excitement about meetin new ones....all mixed up in my lil head.....though i manage well by not thinking abt all this n gettin along wid the flow....only to ravish unexplored shores :).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the amount of blank space above but i was sifting thru al this blank space for 5 days ;) the next part of journey would be coming soon.....where i would highlight the worsening condition of indian rails....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;shobhit&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/13143954-111926193201915519?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111926193201915519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111926193201915519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111926193201915519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111926193201915519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/06/finally.html' title='finally!!'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111807321494785496</id><published>2005-06-06T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T08:53:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sLow dOwn yOu cRazy cHild</title><content type='html'>A soundtrack from 13 Going On 30 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vienna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slow down you crazy child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're so ambitious for a juvenile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But then if you're so smart tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are still so afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You better cool it off before you burn it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You got so much to do and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So many hours in a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you know that when the truth is told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you can get what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or you can just get old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When will you realize...Vienna waits for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slow down you're doing fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't be everything you want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too bad but it's the life you lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're so ahead of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you forgot what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though you can see when you're wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know you can't always see when you're right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You got your passion you got your pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But don't you know only fools are satisfied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dream on but don't imagine they'll all come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When will you realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vienna waits for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slow down you crazy child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's alright you can afford to lose a day or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When will you realize...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vienna waits for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you know that when the truth is told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you can get what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or you can just get old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why don't you realize...Vienna waits for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When will you realize...Vienna waits for you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Absolutely stunning song, beautifully sung and lyrics are awesome.....downloaded the movie for this song!!&lt;br /&gt;Trying to flow wid the lyrics dese days....life has brought me in such a position....hehe was soundin serious....kill the joking line now....but ya very relevant to me....am slowing down but u knw i m gonna be the crazy child!!&lt;br /&gt;coz someone waits for me n am not a juvenile as to make her rush before she is ready for a walk down the aisle (called life)....waise not even half chances that i know her by now....but i jus love her whoever she is.....she has a place in my heart.....my inspiration ( o god!! ya ppl asked me for my inspiration....so here it is all my fantasies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going outta town for search of inner peace (ROFL  hehehehe, man dat was the poorest of jokes ever....cheques and drafts welcome ;) ) going wid my frens so peace is the last thing expected...its gonna be a beautiful journey...to heck wid assgn for now.....so this is it there's gonna be a hiatus here....wld return on 12th and wonder when to post here abt the fond memories!!&lt;br /&gt;till den God Bless us all and always!!&lt;br /&gt;n i hope he gives me strength and intelligence to complete my assgn n post here ;)&lt;br /&gt;tada&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/13143954-111807321494785496?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111807321494785496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111807321494785496' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111807321494785496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111807321494785496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/06/slow-down-you-crazy-child.html' title='sLow dOwn yOu cRazy cHild'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111782763079639774</id><published>2005-06-04T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T12:49:27.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nEver eNding lOve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;When i saw her i thought this -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;In a world of her own –&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  She lives in a world of her own,&lt;br /&gt;And she doesn’t want it to be known,&lt;br /&gt;She has a different style and a lovely tone,&lt;br /&gt;Slowly u fall for her and try to make her own,&lt;br /&gt;But the seeds of love that you have sown,&lt;br /&gt;U shall never see them fully grown,&lt;br /&gt;I am warning you here, later don’t moan,&lt;br /&gt;that I never told you she has a world of her own&lt;br /&gt;And it better not be known&lt;br /&gt;Because with time it will be known&lt;br /&gt;to the person she chooses to make her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i asked her-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;The answer – &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I asked her a simple answer,&lt;br /&gt;But there was none to find,&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing just put me off my mind,&lt;br /&gt;These series of events would never rewind,&lt;br /&gt;May be she just didn’t know how much we were intertwined,&lt;br /&gt;Just how much I had asked to find,&lt;br /&gt;But her silence put me a blind,&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There was darkness everywhere and none to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;never relle had the courage to think ahead....have my previous answer with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;                      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I admire those whom I hated&lt;br /&gt;Because I know the worst is still awaited&lt;br /&gt;I will also see that being portrayed&lt;br /&gt;And I will feel all the more betrayed&lt;br /&gt;My friendship was never made&lt;br /&gt;And the love for friend turned into hatred&lt;br /&gt;My heart was treated like a toy&lt;br /&gt;And she used it as a ploy&lt;br /&gt;Now the story is all clear&lt;br /&gt;My eyes and heart full of silent tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jaane kyun log pyaar karte hain, jaane kyun woh kissi pe marte hain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jaane kyuuun, jaaane kyuuuuuun??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font&gt;now waiting to rise in love rather than fall&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;but the circle continues...&lt;br /&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/13143954-111782763079639774?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111782763079639774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111782763079639774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111782763079639774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111782763079639774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/06/never-ending-love.html' title='nEver eNding lOve'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111772675944533292</id><published>2005-06-02T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T08:39:19.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled expression of thoughts ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This one is the easiest of post i am posting here.....why?? u might b thinking.....good tat u were thinkin atleast i dont seem to have time for even that now. I have been suddenly overwhelmed with so much work that i hv not been able to think anything besides that...now whats this work....keep thinkin....even i am....just know its some presession assignment from MDI that deceptively looks interesting initially but suddenly becomes boring coz u cant plagiarize things....blv me if that consraint would not have been there i would hv done tat assgn many times over til now. So much for assignment that i think i would not be able to think(wow that is the greatest thing i thot, thinkin that i wld not b able to think ;)) for many days altogether now....gonna be fun....jus dat dont expect any gr8 work coming out here...but then as it wud be there might jus be something to offer from my old dB......kuch to hoga hi ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-111772675944533292?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111772675944533292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111772675944533292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111772675944533292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111772675944533292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/06/untitled-expression-of-thoughts.html' title='untitled expression of thoughts ;)'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111754883178788778</id><published>2005-05-31T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T07:13:51.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eNd oF rOad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How many times in life have we reached cul-de-sac making our way through unknown terrains? Just that you can take a U-turn and trace your path back. Today i traversed one such road and reached the final destination, this journey took 4 revolutions around the sun gosh!!! tht is sumthin of gr8 ardour. The journey i must admit worth taking, a road that bent its way from fond and beautiful memorable times to times i would never want to remember; a road that made way through the funniest situations to the most embarrassing moments (though hvnt taken a dip in our holy college fountain), a road that showed me how arbit life is but also made me understand real meaning of life, a road where i made many friends but the same road where i have left some behind or rather may be better put as i was left behind ( damn i thot slow and steady wins the race), a road that started in teens n now seems to be taking new turn when i hv left my teenage cynicism long behind, the same road tht jammed with traffic during exam days (happens wen ppl call up to ask smallest of doubts) to times where i have been a lonely walker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i took off the road resting in the pit lane, giving a look who all are around, who all stop by wen my tyre punctures ;) hahaha, sometimes i pressed the accelerator hard to cover up my distances, sometimes i have helped people come back on track, n frankly could have caused some to go off, but then everything neutralizes in the end the law of averages would hold more and more true as i parse this road to the end destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey has given me so much to learn i can never forget these lessons, lessons in form of persons and persons in form of lessons; situations in form of lessons, lessons in form of situations; and finally lessons in form of lessons. It has been a long time when i first hit this road but then this isnt simply the end of road, its like a ring road in delhi that goes on and on though all commuters around u change, some ppl give u company for long, some vanish in the crowd only to be discovered at some red light. But this chance seems rare ateast on delhi ring road since the flyovers have come up. But this is life and no ring road where the mudrika buses keep stopping seening every probable passenger (friends in life), though i think i would stop by to think about my loved ones, friends et al but the hard fact of life is the road does go on only to find new ones, but who still cant replace the old ones.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i am doing now switching roads only to find my dynamic destination, n wen i find it only to take on another journey towards another destination....the road never ends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Road goes ever on and on&lt;br /&gt;Down from the door where it began.&lt;br /&gt;Now far ahead the Road has gone,&lt;br /&gt;And I must follow, if I can,&lt;br /&gt;Pursuing it with eager feet,&lt;br /&gt;Until it joins some larger way&lt;br /&gt;Where many paths and errands meet.&lt;br /&gt;And whither then? I cannot say."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS- today i gave the last of my exams related to engineering from a gr8 institute NSIT and now i m swithching lanes joining a b-school another gr8 one MDI. I carry sweet memories along with fonder still to come......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;globe trotter where end of road is no word!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-111754883178788778?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111754883178788778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111754883178788778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111754883178788778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111754883178788778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/05/end-of-road.html' title='eNd oF rOad?'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111728361180666891</id><published>2005-05-28T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T04:49:03.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conniving with Humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dont worry humour is no person whom i can connive with, i was rather looking for its personification who could deliver a line or two of humour here. This is no self praising but i knw i make a good situational joke cracker but i m not the one who could write humour filled stories. neways am trying out with my unusual stuff here coz i didnt want do be monotonous, variety is the spice of life afterall, ahh no offendings to any of the spice gals, but their involvement in my life wld hv been awesome, nonetheless its gonna be a desi spice gal for me whenever its gonna be. God knows if she would be going thru these lines....ahh hey listen if u r the one contact me at&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; fubouvgzruen@lnubb.pbz&lt;------ [for the unitiated it is coded, secret hint for the gal ;)] n i may share another secret behind this, breaking of the code would ensure she has brains, and as for the beauty i hv studied in an engineering college for 4 yrs now... fellow engineers wld b knowing and can empathize....for the rest of u... after this engineering blunder all remotely remotely resembling beauties appear beauties but mind u they are actual gals, not what in engineering lingo we refer to as  (ask an engg) wid all due respect types, well exceptions are always there and some of the exceptions are good friends. Have always ran away from the wid all due respect types....but had little space to run away... These days i can see devlish look in relatives' eyes, always looking for some sort of details from my mom....wonder i hvnt yet completed my graduation....what will happen when i post graduate two years down the line. In the worst of nightmares i wld see a huge line outta my house wid gals waitin like a huge swayamwar extravagance....hang on this is a nightmare...i wld love to have a gal who cares and reciprocates thats y repeating again if u r beauty wid brains plz break the code abv and not so for breaking my neck, and i love my hands too..after all i dont hv any of those speech recognition softwares, hv to all typing wid hand cant copy paste here which is the most sacred and well paying shortcut in engineering. Jugaadbaaji what we call....ahhh the sweet memories returning now wld pour in the usual stuff nxt time...... sorry for abrupt ending but so was the start relle hv to rush now to attend mdi alumni meet....ahaaaaa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-111728361180666891?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111728361180666891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111728361180666891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111728361180666891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111728361180666891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/05/conniving-with-humour.html' title='Conniving with Humour'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111704173922128474</id><published>2005-05-25T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T10:28:51.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring the Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is something i wrote about 2 years back but now when i have the opportunity to reach a far greater audience i am tempted to post this here. Here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;takes a moment to read a question but it may take you hours to get to the answer, an answer which of course will satisfy you but there’s something more to it. Something which is an integral part of you, but you don’t know what exactly it is until it bursts out of your head and finally when you realize what it was, the failure has conquered and your frustration is evident to everybody. Just beginning to feel what rubbish??? I never asked you the question so there was no need arriving at a conclusion but you actually felt like reading these lines though the very nature of the question is still unknown. If you guessed it here you are probably thinking right, as it was this very nature of yours exploring the unknown which made you read through the lines. The two words “Nature” and “Unknown” play a significant role for it is either the nature which is not known to us or it is the nature that leads to the unraveling of the unknown.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now just give this a thought “What is the most unpredictable thing common to all of us?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After some thoughts the answer which u might get to is that “you don’t know the answer” or it will be our “nature”. I call nature erratic because people react to the same situations which they come across in incredibly different ways and they actually don’t know they reacted differently so they never think about it unless someone like me attracts their attention towards this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But why do you react differently when you are the same person and most of you would not have confusion in claiming &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that you know yourself thoroughly, then where does this contradiction arise from? It is this alien within you who reacted to the situation, over whom you have but little control. It is that “alien” which broke free from the “you”. This alien might be in any form like liking, hatred, anger, frustration and what not. This alien when overrides you, you are not your normal self; it is that part of your nature which has so long been neglected within yourself. This alien is not experienced as it has not seen the outside world for it had been latent within. You reach a state of dilemma where you don’t know what to do and you give yourself completely to the alien. You become very vulnerable emotionally and otherwise for you have lost your balance, the alien who was at bay so far is making you pay. You lose interest in the outside for you are engaged in exploring the unknown inside. You are drawn within yourself where the alien is the guiding force and everything else be it be family, friends or your well wishers are faded within your own thoughts. The “You” wakes from the slumber only when you have paid a price and you keep gazing “how come my eyes were closed? How come I didn’t realize what was right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well do you think this alien is worthy enough for paying a price? Or you don’t know how to get rid of it, just listen to the people who matter most to you and you for th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;em, for they will always stand by you through thick and thin and most probably protect you from landing in thin.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;So it’s solely your choice “YOU” or “The ALIEN”……………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-111704173922128474?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111704173922128474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111704173922128474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111704173922128474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111704173922128474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/05/exploring-unknown.html' title='Exploring the Unknown'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111700789407729720</id><published>2005-05-25T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T00:58:14.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here i go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just when I was asking questions to myself for not being able to understand the reasons behind writing a blog and still doing the same, another guy just put the same question to me. Although i was trying to figure out atleast one reason i was completely ignoring the fact that whatver reasons might be for posting or rather not posting i have spent a hell lot of time putting up a decent blog after i opened up this blog yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am just remembered of a line from matrix, the oracle said "You can't look beyond choices that you cant understand". Now this line may not completely fit in the context here but this is my usual self, always try to relate the most unrelated of things...for all the little esoteric engineers once i tried to realte Heisenbergs Uncertainity Principle and love. More you try to know the position of the guy or gal the more uncertain you become of it, happens more with guys i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the reasons  may be now i just want to overlook the reasons simply because i am enjoying this, an indicator to which i suppose has been the time spent to revamp this.....more so because my exams are on have one tomorrow and an impending project report that needs to worked upon quickly and boy o boy i am here, blogging. Now that i have simply decided to not to look into the reasons anymore i will be presenting more of the unusual or my usual stuff here shortly.&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/13143954-111700789407729720?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111700789407729720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111700789407729720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111700789407729720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111700789407729720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/05/here-i-go.html' title='here i go'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13143954.post-111696352631197354</id><published>2005-05-25T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T01:01:19.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is my first post here and i am getting confused what to write, not because i have nothing to write but because lately there has been so much that deserves a mention here. Anyways as my characteristic self allows me i'll keep this post limited to the most unusual things. Since being the first post you expect me to introduce myself but i have asked my good friend vineet to do this on my behalf in his blog. Lets see how much air he can pump about me and a secret i can share with you all, just between us though, believe it on your own risk. I say this coz i myself dont knw what is going to come out when he does so, or even if he does so or not. Not willing to read ahead and thinking what crap, no problems, but i was just about coming on the usual &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gyaan &lt;/span&gt;(senti) stuff here. Wonder there are so many bloggers here and i have just started, what is in them that isnt in me? why did i start late? what is all they get after writing all this n what wld i derive n what if i dont.....too many questions.....am always filled with these....sometimes i just feel we all are the same....we all are like waves in the sea......trying to reach the shore....we all have the same desires but when you see them from the shore you will find their distinct identities...so well distinguishable but still belong to the same race longing to reach out....and then the result they intermingle. Intermingle - thats it. i'll get back wid more of the usual stuff in coming posts till then keep blogging ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13143954-111696352631197354?l=shobhitmehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111696352631197354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13143954&amp;postID=111696352631197354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111696352631197354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13143954/posts/default/111696352631197354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shobhitmehra.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-like-that.html' title='just like that'/><author><name>shobhit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01422553911413946415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
