Intermittent Thoughts

The Teacher and the Pharisee

2005-09-02T12:22:00.000+05:30

The following is the tale of the Sunday School teacher who is telling her group the parable Christ told of the Pharisee and the tax collector (Luke 18: 9-14).

'Two men went up into the temple to pray; one was a Pharisee, and the other was a tax collector. The Pharisee stood and prayed to himself like this:
"God, I thank you, that I am not like the rest of men, extortioners,unrighteous, adulterers, or even like this tax collector. I fast twice a week. I give tithes of all that I get." But the tax collector, standing far away, wouldn't even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, "God, be merciful to me, a sinner!" I tell you, this man went down to his house justified rather than the other; for everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, but he who humbles himself will be exalted.'

And then the teacher says to the children, "Now then, boys and girls, put your hands together and let's all thank God that we're not like that smug Pharisee!"

Let's Talk

2005-08-24T18:41:00.000+05:30

Finally, Google comes out with one thing that I have been waiting most eagerly.
Man, these guys are good.!

K-Meleon

2005-08-21T11:12:00.000+05:30

Stumled upon this browser. Not as feature-rich as Firefox but definitely quicker than anything I've come across.

Why is it so Easy to Break the Law?

2005-08-18T09:02:00.000+05:30

Kyunki Kanoon ke haath bahut lambey hotey hain !

I am a Hypocrite

2005-08-17T14:27:00.000+05:30

To Prove : I am a hypocrite

Proof: The proof is trivial.

I like it when I pull someone's leg. I like it very much. ---------- (1)
I hate it when someone returns the favour. ---------- (2)

From statements (1) and (2) above, it follows that
"I am a hypocrite".

Hence proved.
QED.

Ashes to Ashes...

2005-08-14T18:51:00.000+05:30

No matter how good we are in our game (and Michael Vaughan is good), there comes a time when we need inspiration.
It can only be described as poetic justice when the demise of the high and mighty is inspired by the frail and weak.

What is a Film Buff?

2005-08-14T18:45:00.000+05:30

Excellent post here. Check it out.

Share Your Secrets

2005-08-14T10:42:00.000+05:30

I stumbled upon this site. I will not make any comment about it. Just go and have a look.

World War

2005-08-08T22:10:00.000+05:30

No, I am not a history buff and I am not going to tell you that my leadershp qualities were found to be closest to those of Hitler's, but I am going to give a low down on what happend over this weekend.

Calling the event a "World War" is similar to calling the American Football event as World Championship. We tried our best to involve more parties (read the Profs) in it but somehow things didnt materialised.

Enough of that, now let me give you some details. Just like any other war, it started with a show of strength by the warring parties, who were the three different hostels out here. We had to capture as many 'strategic' locations as possible. No, not to postion our artillary and infantry team, but to put up posters screaming how the world is full of incest and its products thereof. How effective these were on the opposition is anybody's guess.

Next came the initial attacks on the enemy strongholds. These were similar to sending an advanced spying/infantry team near the enemy fort to know their preparations. But what we did was damaging only to the vocal chords of the attacking and the defending teams. Not to mention both the teams made their best efforts, once again to enlighten each other how they are the products of incest and similar activites.

Finally came the Tyre Raid. Do or die. The most decisive attack, right on the enemy fort. By the description given so far, this also might sound a bit trivial. But let me assure you that it is not. The tyre in question was the rear tyre of a tractor. Almost 5 feet in diameter and around 1.5 feet in breadth. And it was filled with bricks and sand. All in all it weighed around 500 kg. It was then buried five feet under sand, stone, cement, mud and what not. Now the task, as you might have rightly guessed, is to dig it out. To make matters infinitely worse, the defending team threw buckets and drums of water on the diggers. Not to mention the numerous eggs and a week old spoiled and rotten food, 'preserved' specially for this occassion was also showered on the attacking team.

It was an exhilarating experience. Something that would stay with me for the better part of my life.

But there were some learnings also. The whole reason behind the event was to get to know your batchmates better. Probably something more. Friendship is a passive emotion. I would like to think that by default people are respectful and friendly towards each other. Ofcourse, you can drill all kinds of holes in this argument, but the basis doesn't change.
So for a frindship to mean something more, it should be tested. How to test a friendship? Well, the easiest way is to give it time. If it stays, it developes and grows into something more. Another way might be to change the environment into a hostile one. If it survives, it'll be stronger. Thats for sure. This event gave us that opportunity to know our batch-mates better.

But why I am talking about it? Well, there were people who did not participate in the event. I cannot have hard feelings against them. It would be hypocritical of me. I did something similar when in engg. college. I now think I did miss out on some of the fun.

Of Lives and Choices

2005-07-28T10:18:00.000+05:30

From whatever little I have seen and gathered in the 23 years of my existence, I am left with a sinking feeling that life has got no point to it. It is totally arbitrary. And we dont have the choice. We just simply dont.
Lets start form the very beginning. What choice did we have in our incipiency? None whatsoever. The single most important decision of our lives is not in our hands. It is made by some one else. And more likely than not, the decision that they make for us, without taking our views into account, is made under the influence of a set of factors which may not be totally under their control. You may say, what rubbish! How can some one consult us when we dont even exist? Very true. But dont you see, that is the whole point.
After we are born, we are weak and totally dependent upon others for our existance. These are the times when our lives are shaped. Our experiences in our formative years are once again not decided by us but by some one else. We cannot choose what we learn, how we learn. You see, we are too inexperienced to make choices, which is true. By the time we are experienced enough, we are left with none to make. So we try to rectify that by making choices for others.
We always live our lives through proxy. Usually we like that. You know, playing God to others. Having control. Making their decisions for them. Taking away their choices and in turn making their lives totally arbitrary and pointless.

Thought for the Day

2005-07-27T10:38:00.000+05:30

For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder.

From the song "Hey Jude" by The Beatles.

State of my mind

2005-07-26T08:28:00.000+05:30

There are 22 females in our batch and there were around 30 final offers made last year by investment banks. Therefore, statistically speaking, it is easier to get an i-bank internship than a bandi out here.

Thought for the Day

2005-07-24T01:51:00.000+05:30

Though there are a plethora of jobs avialable for us engineers (err...), we get paid peanuts by the companies. But what the companies should realise is that if you pay peanuts, you'll get monkeys !!

I hope

2005-07-19T01:49:00.000+05:30

Things are going to get very painful in the coming days. The outcome is going to be very uncertain. I hope I can survive. I am reminded of the last few lines of "Shawshank Redemption".

"I find I'm so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it's the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope. "

Thought for the Day

2005-07-18T09:16:00.001+05:30

"I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by"
-- Douglas Adam

Contradictions

2005-07-16T08:24:00.000+05:30

Too cliched to say that life is full of them. So i wouldnt say it. But what would you say if i tell you that to be surrounded by females in good quantity and quality is not a very rewarding experience ? (Please dont take the word "surrounded" literally)
And that too after spending 4 years in an engineering college and one more in working in a manufacturing firm that produces trucks?
This is similar to stating that after searching for water for 4 odd years in Thar Desert and one more in Atacama Desert(yes, this place recieves the worlds least amount of rainfall), when all of a sudden I see fresh, gurgling mountain brook and i am antagonised by the sight of it.
Contradiction? Stockholme syndrome? Too much generalisation? I guess thats more accurate.

2004-06-27T07:23:00.000+05:30

I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm restless
I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite alright

Hand In My Pocket - Alanis Morisette

2004-06-23T17:14:00.000+05:30

On His Being Arrived To The Age Of Twenty-Three

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
Stolen on his wing my three and twentieth year!
My hasting days fly on with full career,
But my late spring no bud or blossom shew`th.

Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth,
That I to manhood am arrived so near,
And inward ripeness doth much less appear,
That some more timely-happy spirits indu`th.

Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow,
It shall be still in strictest measure even
To that same lot, however mean or high,

Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven,
All is, if I have grace to use it so,
As ever in my great Task-master`s eye.

John Milton

Courtsey : Aspiring Buddha

2004-06-20T05:24:00.000+05:30

Is ignorance bliss??

I know what you are thinking ;-)

2004-06-19T21:03:00.000+05:30

Courtsey : Ravages

Merry-Go-Round

2004-06-18T18:34:00.000+05:30

Got the following article here. It makes a good read.

MONO-ACT
Kaalachakra Bar!
1975 Jan 1
It was about five in the morning. Father (I am not bothering with names)woke up with a start. Many years had passed since he had founded the orphanage. He had named it ' X-Orphanage ' , a rather funny name. But looking back, everything about his life seemed funny now. Hearing some noise outside, Father decided to have a look.
A child lay there in front of the orphanage. It was a girl. Seeing herabandoned like this in the cold morning, Father felt a sense of anger for the merciless being who had thrown her away like this. He took her in his arms. He would raise her like his own child.

17 Years Later
The girl had now grown up. She was now staying at a hostel. She met a man and fell in love with him. Soon she got pregnant. But the man disappeared. She was thrown out of the Hostel. Father came and took her back to the orphanage. She gave birth to a girl, but the baby was mysteriously stolen. Unable to bear all this, the Father committed suicide.

5 years later
Due to some serious health problems, the girl went to see a Doctor. The doctor having examined her, said with a sad __expression on his face, "Adrenalo Sytosis, a serious case of hormone imbalance " . An operation was performed in which the doctor had to change the sex of the patient. The girl was now transformed into a man.
The man was very depressed because he had lost his child, his father had committed suicide, his lover had betrayed him, he had to change sex and so on. He eventually took to drinking.
One day he saw that a new bar called ' Kaalachakra Bar ' had opened
in his locality. He went in. He saw a bearded man to whom he related his sad tale. The bearded man took pity on him and told him that he had a Time Machine and that he could use it to change his past. He accepted the gift from the bearded man. He decided to go to the past (to the year 1992) and started the Time Machine.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

1992
The man arrived with the Time Machine in the year 1992. There he met a girl and fell in love with her. The girl got pregnant. The man, unwilling to marry her, left the town. He went to another city, earned some money and five years later came back to the city where the girl lived. Wanting to conceal his identity, he grew a beard. He started a bar named 'Kaalachakra Bar'. One day a man came to the bar and narrated a sorrow tale. Out of compassion, he gave the Time Machine to the man. The man started the Time Machine and went back to the past.
Suddenly a man wearing a mask came into the bar. He pointed a gun at the bearded man. He said that he had a Time Machine and forced the bearded man into it along with himself. Taking the bearded man with him, the masked man started the Time Machine.
When they reached the past, the masked man suddenly gave the Time Machine to the bearded man and ran away. The bearded man found himself in front of X-Orphanage. He went inside and found a woman lying there with her new born baby. It was a girl. Since the mother lay unconscious and there wasn't anyone else nearby to take care of the girl, he took the girl and started the Time Machine to go to the past.

1975 Jan 1
The bearded man arrived with the girl. Thinking that it was the best place for the child, he left her in front of X-Orphanage. He joined a college, studied hard and became a doctor. One day a woman was brought to the hospital. He examined her and found that it was a serious case of 'Adrenalo Sytosis'. He performed an operation in which he had to change her sex. One day, fed up with the complexities of modern life, he started the Time Machine and went back in time.

1968 May 12
He arrived at a time of great famine and suffering. Seeing all this, he decided to become a priest and serve the people. He started an orphanage and named it 'X-Orphanage'.
Years later, he found a girl lying in front of the orphanage. He took her and brought her up like his own child.
Many years later he heard that the girl was pregnant and was thrown out of the hostel. He brought her back to X-Orphanage. She gave birth to a girl and fell unconscious. The father desperately searched for help, but since there was no-one nearby to help him, he decided to bring a person back from the future. He wore a mask, took a gun for protection and started the Time Machine. He materialized in front of 'Kaalachakra Bar'. He went inside, found a bearded man and forced him to travel with him to the past.
Reaching the past, he felt very guilty about forcing the bearded man to come with him. He gave the Time Machine to the bearded man and ran away to see his daughter. When he reached there, he heard the sad news from his daughter that the baby was stolen. Unable to bear the sorrow, he committed suicide.

I've got gmail!

2004-06-16T17:54:00.000+05:30

I've got Gmail! I've got Gmail! Yey!
Courtsey: Ravages
Thanx d00d. I owe you one.

2004-06-16T12:41:00.000+05:30

Nothing will defeat me. My mentality is to carry on until I win.[BBC]

Way to go Becks.!

Ze Dane

2004-06-15T08:44:00.000+05:30

Ze Dane ??

That was funny. ;-)

Unbelievable

2004-06-13T16:03:00.000+05:30

Life has strange ways of showing you the mirror.
It so happened that I was trying to network on Orkut and decided to hook-up with my school mates, mainly my classmates in the 11th and 12th standard. The easiest way to look for friends on Orkut is to use the "Friend Finder" where you can search by name. After searching for some of the guys I thought maybe I should look for some of the girls who were there in my class. And then it hit me. I couldnt remember a single name!! After spending two years in the same class I couldnt remember the names of my classmates. It was shocking. It was embarrassing.
Well, so much for networking.

Waugh

2004-05-31T23:34:00.000+05:30

Steve Waugh has always been one of my favourite cricketers and the fact that he has been chosen to re-ignite the 2000 Sydney Olympics cauldron reflects his stature. Way to go Steve.!

w.bloggar

2004-05-31T21:02:00.000+05:30

Well, got this new tool. The interface is really cool!. Something on the lines of Semagic for LiveJournal. It all adds up to the novelty of blogging, also making it easier.

Another One

2004-05-31T20:22:00.000+05:30

I've been taking these quizzez to pass my time. Here's another one.

Morpheus

?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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Where I Stand

2004-05-30T19:56:00.000+05:30

Here's a nice quiz to know about your location on the political map, curtesy The Politcal Compass

Your political compass
Economic Left/Right: -2.38
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -4.67

International Chart

Oil

2004-05-30T19:04:00.000+05:30

Over the period time, terrorists have proved themselves to very cunning and adaptable. Not only have they shown a very astute understanding of the world affairs, they also have a very acute sense of timing. The Madrid bombings were all the more effective because of their timing. Just three days before the general elections in Spain, it was plan executed to perfection. People in Spain were shocked and angry. And what better way to give vent to their feelings than the elections. A change was affected in Spain and new government promptly pulled out its troops from Spain.
Now it seems they have found a new avenue. The oil rich middle east. With the wild fluctuations in oil prices, the vulnerability of the world economy has increased all the more. If and when the terrorists decide to target major oil installations, the repurcussions can be very damaging.
Oil, as a source of energy, has been of critical importance. It has always been a point of conflict. From Pearl Harbour to the two Gulf Wars to the current hostage crisis in Saudi Arabia, it has caused a lot of damage. But how long is all this going to last? What happens when all the petroleum resources, so bountifully provided by Mother Earth dries up? And whats more, it may occur sooner than one might expect.
We have become so used to all the amenities and comforts in our lives which come to us, courtsey this 'Black Gold', that imagining any future without this precious natural resource is scary, in the least.
But is it really so? I believe that oil as a source of energy has out-run its utility. Compare electricity with oil. Take the example of railway engines. Those using electricity as a source of energy are far more efficient, clean, powerful, adaptable (Metro-rail) than those using diesel. Railways all over the world are trying to phase out the diesel locomotives. Almost all the appliances used in our homes run on electricity and not on oil.
Initially, when there was no electricity, we used to use oil and coal directly to provide for our energy needs. Switch to electricity was effected because it was realised that we have a better source of source of energy. And look how it has changed our lives.
One will obviously point out that we get electricity from oil. Ofcourse it is so, but only because we have not looked elsewhere. If we look hard enough, I am sure we can find a very feasible solution.
When I imagine my future, I imagine a clean future and a secure future. I firmly believe in the spirit of man kind. Time and again he has risen up to challenges, battled the forces of nature and found ways to make his life better. Dwindling oil resources provide such a challenge. The challenge is to come-up with an alternative which is clean and equally, if not more, easy to use. And my money is on man.

messenGer

2004-05-28T08:48:00.000+05:30

Keeping with the messenger thread, wouldnt you like to have a messenger from Google? I know that I would. Just think about it. Google started as a search engine and quickly usurped the top spot from Yahoo. Then it launches gmail and the pre-eminence of Yahoo and Hotmail is again threatened.
The next logical step should be launching a messenger. Needless to say that, technology wise Google has proved to be better than both Yahoo and Hotmail. So it wouldn't be a surprise that if and when Google decide to go for a messenger, we will have something really cool.

Yahoo!!!

2004-05-28T08:36:00.000+05:30

I've have had the latest version of Yahoo Messenger for quite sometime, but the LaunchCast function wasn't working on my comp. It finally did today morning. And I am impressed.
Though not all stations are free , among free stations, the 'Classic Rock' and 'Soft Rock' stations are really cool. Most of the songs played here were new to me and not one of them was unlistenable.
I have to get these songs from Kaaza. :)

Ignorance

2004-05-28T06:41:00.000+05:30

It is a known fact that writers and painters have a very keen perception of their surroundings. They have an eye for the details and hardly anything escapes their scrutiny. I always believed that it was one of the best gifts that you can recieve from God. But now I believe that not having this gift might have its charms too.
You sit in your room in the morning, looking out of the window, you see the lush green fields, the trees with their leaves fluttering in the morning wind, kids playing, bird chirping and everything bathed in the serene glow of the morning sun. You are filled a sense of joy and expectation. Sometimes it overwhelms you. You are happy with what you see and feel. Things are simple.
But then if you start analysing the environment around you, you start to trivialise it.
Sometimes its better not to know why you feel something. Better to sit back and enjoy what is offered to us as a gift than to be perceptive and knowledgable and trivialise it.

Not Entirely False...

2004-05-27T20:17:00.000+05:30

Waterfall

?? Which Natural Wonder Or Disaster Are You ??
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Hidden Agenda

2004-05-27T18:48:00.000+05:30

I really want to have a gmail id and want it before its made accessable to public. It is one of the motivations which got me blogging here. But I think that I have to be regular and do it for a reasonably long time to get the id.

Handwriting on the Blog

2004-05-27T18:19:00.001+05:30

I just finished reading "Who Moved My Cheese?" and found it different. I am not a big fan of self-help books as I find them impractical. Almost always these books seek to motivate their readers by giving instances from real life. We find that someone is suffering from some affliction in his/her life which is hampering his growth/progress. But after following the 'magical' methods mentioned in the book, he/she becomes the happiest individual in the universe. Such methods of motivation leave little to imagination and it becomes really hard to adapt them in real life.
It is here that the book "Who Moved My Cheese?" differs from the rest. The author seeks to motivate its reader by telling a fictional story using fictional charecters who have fictional needs and problems. What the author tries to do is to provide the reader with a template. Both for the problem and the solution. An individual can improvise and fit his problem in the template and similarly adapt the solution to suit himslef. This also motivates the reader the think and analyse more about his problems, which I feel is the first and most imprtant step towards the solution.
Finally here's a list of 'gyan' provided in the book

Having Cheese Makes You Happy.

The More Important Your Cheese Is To You The More You Want To Hold On To It.

If You Do Not Change, You Can Become Extinct.

What Would You Do If You Weren't Afraid?

Smell The Cheese Often So You Know When It Is Getting Old.

Movement In A New Direction Helps You Find New Cheese.

When You Move Beyond Your Fear You Feel Free.

Imagining Myself Enjoying New Cheese Even Before I Find It Leads Me To It.

The Quicker You Let Go Of Old Cheese The Sooner You Find New Cheese.

It Is Safer To Search In The Maze Than Remain In A Cheeseless Situation.

Old Beliefs Do Not Lead You To New Cheese.

When You See That You Can Find And Enjoy New Cheese, You Change Course.

Noticing Small Changes Early Helps You Adapt To The Bigger Changes That Are To Come.

You start to change as soon you learn to laugh at yourself.

Last Man Standing

2004-05-26T08:34:00.000+05:30

All the BTechs have left the wing and I am the only one left now. Man, I hate this project

Regrets

2004-05-25T22:37:00.000+05:30

Isn't life full of them too? Atleast I have a long list. Somewhere in this list is the fact that I can't sing. And I feel this lacuna prevents me from appreciating fully something as beautiful as music. Or is it the other way round?
Sometimes Pink Floyd or REM affects me so much, but I just cant put my finger on what it is. Its really frustrating.

Addicted

2004-05-24T16:30:00.000+05:30

You know you are addicted to the computer when while reading a paperback, you reach for the space-bar to go to the next page.

Brand New Day

2004-05-24T08:14:00.000+05:30

After experiencing many days of hot and very hot weather, today's cloudy and slightly windy morning has been a very pleasent change. I have always liked a cloudy morning more than a sunny day. It always fills me with a sense of longing. A longing for the hills, a longing for the rain, a longing for the good times.

MMJ vs MMS

2004-05-23T15:44:00.000+05:30

Be any of the following and you have a very highly probability of finding yourself in the Lok Sabha:-

A close relation of an MP

A local goon

An IAS officer

A film-star

A TV star

Now one can safely add the following to the list

Be a Professor

First, Murali Manohar Joshi and now Manmohan Singh has opened a whole new world of opportunities for the Indian youth, though I confess, the latest path to glory has the highest risk-to-return ratio. Risk that you may never be able to make the cut. But consider the returns. Murali Manohar Joshi was a cabinet minister and now, Manmohan Singh is the PM himself. Top that, if you can!
Comparing MMJoshi and Manmohan Singh any further will be like comparing chalk and cheese. The former epitomises every thinng that is resentful and loathsome in the BJP camp, while the later can be aptly refered to as the father of Modern Indian Economy. The former conspired to undermine the freedom and autonomy of the very institutes of learning that the later had given wings to. In many senses MMJ represents the anti-thesis of all the good that one attributes to MMS.

Answer to "Why"

2004-05-23T15:15:00.000+05:30

And whats more, Bill Gates himself helped me get an answer here.

Blogs had advantages over other, older ways of communicating such as e-mail and websites...
E-mail messages could be too imposing or miss out key people who should be included, said Mr Gates.
Websites were a problem too, he added, because they demand that people visit them regularly to find out if anything has changed and require regular updating to avoid going stale.
These problems could be solved, said Mr Gates, by using blogs and Real Simple Syndication (RSS), that lets people know when a favourite journal is updated. [BBC]

Winner's World

2004-05-23T12:22:00.000+05:30

Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if Kauravas had prevailed in Mahabharata or Ravana had successfully defended his Lanka or Hitler had emerged victorious out of the World War? Then will Duryodhan be the most honest man and not Yudhisthir? Or will we be worshipping Ravana instead of Rama? Or will Hiltler's name command the same respect that Winston Churchill's name does? I know, all these prospects sound truly horrific, but the point I am trying to raise is that this world belongs to the winner.
We always find that it is the winner of a conflict who is correct. Correct with his policies, correct with his ideologies, correct with his actions and obviously correct with the outcomes. The result of conflict acts like a tinted glass on the eyes of our perception, more so when the time for introspecion comes. Analysts and historians have a field day critisising the loser and praising the winner.
I believe that we have been witnessing a similar phenomenon after the results of the Indian parliamentary elections. All newspaper and news websites are publishing articles after articles containing praise for Sonia Gandhi and critisism for the BJP. Contrast this with the fact that not even a single exit poll before the actual exercise predicted Cogress's victory, and we get a better perspective of this phenomenon I have mentioned.
Before anyone starts pointing fingers, let me just clarify that I am also a fan of Sonia Gandhi. But I must confess that the elections results have affected me too. I respect her for what she is and what she has become. And I truly believe that the issue of her foreign origin is a complete non-starter. I also respect ABVajpayee, a lot. He is not just a politician but a statesman and a great one at that.
But we have to take the right perspective and not start trashing the BJP and its policies. We must also refrain from singing eulogies in the praise of Sonia Gandhi and company.
The best thing to do right now is to be cynical and adopt a wait and watch policy.

Why

2004-05-23T11:48:00.000+05:30

I have found that I dont really care to blog. People say that its about sending your views and thoughts out in the world. Well, it sounds pretty grand and all, but I cant see why? And what exactly am I trying to achieve? Suppose I have a view on a particular topic of interest. I blog about it. May be someone visits my blog and reads my opinions. Why should he bother what I have to say?
Even this post appears futile to me.

Get... Set...

2004-05-16T16:10:00.000+05:30

This is going to take some time...