<?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-4793584506648787074</id><updated>2012-01-04T00:46:15.514+05:30</updated><category term='Post'/><category term='may'/><category term='Happy New Year 2010'/><category term='election'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term='China'/><category term='white tiger'/><category term='success'/><category term='to-do-list'/><category term='2010'/><category term='first'/><category term='April fool'/><category term='export'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='life'/><category term='khichdi'/><category term='online'/><category term='Food'/><category term='CAT 2009'/><category term='Auto'/><category term='Philosophical'/><category term='rat race'/><category term='Diwali'/><category term='Pursuit of Happiness'/><category term='love'/><category term='India'/><category term='dil to bacha hain ji'/><title type='text'>Blah Blah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-5142847770614442741</id><published>2011-05-23T12:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-23T12:18:13.756+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Backkkkkkkkkk!!</title><content type='html'>So finally,(I think) I'm back to my blog. Wish this time I keep up my promise to be regular (*fingers crossed*). And guess what's today?? Today, I completed 6 months of my wedding. Oh yeah! I got married 6 months back. And was all busy in settling up with the new "married life". And in these 6 months I have realised that " I am a gal". Why?? Coz being a wife, a daughter-in-law puts lotsa responsibilities on your shoulder. You can no longer sleep till 11 am, you need to act more mature and sensible etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then every phase of life has its own beauty..!! I'v loved my student life, working life and now I'm loving and enjoying my this new life too..:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-5142847770614442741?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/5142847770614442741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=5142847770614442741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5142847770614442741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5142847770614442741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2011/05/backkkkkkkkkk.html' title='Backkkkkkkkkk!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-4187957055656252214</id><published>2010-11-04T21:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:44:35.275+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diwali'/><title type='text'>Happy Diwali:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/TNLXPbYhbcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/E7K5ukqWWv4/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/TNLXPbYhbcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/E7K5ukqWWv4/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535723552040381890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I've been absent on my blog since long. This diwali,I commit to myself to be regular here. Hope I keep my promise. OK, so since I last posted here, many incidents happened in my life. My leg got fractured, was taken back to hometown by family, was on bed for 1.5 months, got transferred to Pune. In love with my job. Have learnt a lot! And also in love with Pune, it's anytime better than Gurgaon.But it's sad I've to bid adieu to both Pune &amp; my present job by next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this festive season. I wish everyone a very "HAPPY DIWALI &amp; a PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR".&lt;br /&gt;Amen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-4187957055656252214?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/4187957055656252214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=4187957055656252214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/4187957055656252214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/4187957055656252214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-diwali.html' title='Happy Diwali:)'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/TNLXPbYhbcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/E7K5ukqWWv4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-7090440908112448036</id><published>2010-04-25T19:46:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:43:02.430+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>You just need to know 3 things &amp; you are successful..!</title><content type='html'>Gone through this nice piece of article by Jim Murdoch, loved it. So, thought of sharing to others too.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'd love it .Read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three things you need to know in order to be successful. Without these three things you will never know what success is. The three things you need to know are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)What you want?&lt;br /&gt;2)What's stopping you from getting what you want?&lt;br /&gt;3)And how to get what you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know these three things you will be well on your way to fulfilling your dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to take a few minutes to explain each of these. You will finish reading armed with knowledge and inspired by new ideas which you know will be your own expression of life. &lt;br /&gt;1. The first thing you need to know is what you want. That might sound simple enough but how many really know what they want? What is your goal in life? To work hard and retire at 65 and then enjoy life? Maybe you never thought of it that way, but that is exactly how many live their lives. They think that by working hard and paying into a pension fund and maybe retiring a few years early is living a life. I say, get a life! And I mean that literally. Get your own life! Decide what you want to have, do or be. Many people know what they would like, but never believe they could actually have it. They lack the faith in life itself to deliver their dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I want to let you know that "If you can dream it, you can do it." Walt Disney said that and he is right. You can have whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, and you can be whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step towards achieving that is to write it down. Get a piece of paper and write it down. Write as if it already is now, give it colour, give it sound, give it lots of detail. What is it like to have what you want now, how does it feel, what does it look like, what people do you have around you? Get as much detail into your description as you can imagine. &lt;br /&gt;Once you have your written dream now spend time living it. Experience the feelings in having your dream. Get in the vibration of having it now - and hold onto that feeling and hold onto your vision. Doing this will begin to attract it to you. Believe me. Things will begin to happen and ideas will begin to flow. Pay attention to these, these are the answers to your unspoken question: "How am I going to get there?" &lt;br /&gt;2. The next thing you need to know to be successful and achieve your dreams is what is stopping you. What is holding you back? Why haven't you got there already? Even if you have a written description what is it which is blocking you from moving forward and achieving that which you desire? I am going to suggest two things which are most likely responsible for stopping you getting what you want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is Mind Sets - Paradigms. Mind sets such as "I am going to work hard and retire at 65 and live a good life." I say this with a robot voice because this is nothing other than a programmed thought in your sub-conscious mind. You have many such mind sets, like "I can never do that", "I can never be successful", "I can never achieve greatness", "Such things are only for the elite and privileged and multi-talented." Dear friend, may I divulge a secret? You are multi-talented and you are among the privileged and you can achieve whatever you dream of. &lt;br /&gt;The second thing stopping you from achieving your dreams is FEAR. Fear is actually another mind set, but I mention it because this is perhaps the single most restricting mind-set of all. Fear stops more people from being successful than any other thing. This can be fear of people, fear of failure - that's a big one, fear of change. So much fear stops people even wanting to be successful so they never dare to even dream. One should be content they say. Not everyone can be successful they say. But deep down it is fear which holds them back. &lt;br /&gt;If you have identified fear as that which is stopping you from doing what you want then pay attention to the third thing you should know to be successful. &lt;br /&gt;3. The third thing to know to be successful is how to get what you want. OK, you have described your goal, and you identified the blockages. What now? How do you move forward to get what you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step you already know - Visualize it. This is very important in order to get into the feeling of success, and visualization should be ongoing and never stop. &lt;br /&gt;After this, you need to determine the first three things you need to do to get you closer to your goal. Write down these three activities and decide when you are going to do them, and then put them into your calendar. The next step is of course to take action and carry out those three activities. Then when those three are completed write down the next three actions which will take you closer yet to your goal. &lt;br /&gt;This third point may also seem very simple and commonsensical, but it's exactly here where many people fail. They fail to take action. Dreams come and go but only those taking action actually fulfill their dreams. &lt;br /&gt;This is where coaches come in. A coach can help you in all three of these areas, helping you identify and describe your deepest desire and life goals, uncover and eliminate those mind sets and fears which are holding you back, and motivate and monitor you as you determine your action steps and put them into practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what it is that you want. You may know what is holding you back, and you may even know what to do to get there, but you lack the motivation and knowledge to move into the realm of the successful achievers. Get a coach to guide you towards your dreams and celebrate your successes with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-7090440908112448036?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/7090440908112448036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=7090440908112448036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/7090440908112448036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/7090440908112448036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-just-need-to-know-3-thinkgs-you-are.html' title='You just need to know 3 things &amp; you are successful..!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-8862533680240681201</id><published>2010-04-03T23:05:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:42:30.021+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am back..!! (or I am just thinking that I am back*confused*)</title><content type='html'>New job...no time...no internet accessibiliy..reluctancy to type...these are few of the reasons which kept me away from blogging.&lt;br /&gt;But today I had some spare time..and I started missing my blog a loottttt...!&lt;br /&gt;So just came here to show that ohk.." i am still alive" :P&lt;br /&gt;Will come back soon..have lots to share...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-8862533680240681201?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/8862533680240681201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=8862533680240681201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8862533680240681201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8862533680240681201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-back-or-i-am-just-thinking-that-i.html' title='I am back..!! (or I am just thinking that I am back*confused*)'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-3884071244778852835</id><published>2010-01-05T10:19:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:41:33.391+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dil to bacha hain ji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='khichdi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love (read khichdi) ke liye saala kuch bhi karega..:P:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/S0LNVYzTIbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kznh9w3ZgsQ/s1600-h/GUJ103B%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423122668626059698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/S0LNVYzTIbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kznh9w3ZgsQ/s200/GUJ103B%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike many people, my taste bud become hyperactive with “Khichdi”. Yes, I do confess, I love khichdi a lot. And till my stay out of my native I dint look at the other benefits of it, like, easy and fast to cook and digest..!! But once I entered Gurgaon and had to prepare food on my own , the taste and the easy to cook factor made it my frequent menu at dinner. I did made it as my dinner almost every day only till mom started saying all these things like “don’t eat it on Sunday, Tuesday etc etc". I just eliminated those days. Khichdi has also been my savior at times..! Yes, I also admit I have lied to have khichdi ! Till my B.Tech final year I was fed up by the food out there, I couldn’t eat more than ½ chapatis the smell at mess itself resisted me to eat and the smell has entered my head badly. And then, Khichdi came out as my only source of existence PHYSICALLY. I used to say to the mess wale bhaiya “I am not well to digest food so please make khichdi for me”.&lt;br /&gt;Even here, one Saturday I had the strong desire to have khichdi. I told the PG’s aunty (the owner) that please ask the cook to make khichdi for me as I can’t digest anything. She told that the cook has already left. I said okay then give me the ingredients I will cook it on my own. I had it in lunch and saved it for dinner too. Mind it, I don’t eat leftover food, but then I am always open to exception when it comes to my favorite cuisines..! Well , once I was seriously not well and seriously couldn’t digest anything and then I HAD to eat something easily digestible . Although I was so upset as I was not at all well and couldn’t come out of the bed was so weak to even stand on my own ,  then at that time khichdi gave me the only positive vibe amongst all the negatives “wow, issi bahanae khichdi khaane ko to mili”. Even my mom is well familiar with my love for it and on the very first day when I reach my home, the special DEFAULT lunch for me is khichdi unlike “mooli ke parathe” as they show in the bollywood flicks, “beta maine tere liye mooli ke parathe banaye hain” and the son smiles, then both the mother and the son cry with tears rolling down their cheeks, “the khushi ke aanso”.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay , I know, it was a bit out of track but what to do "Dil to bacha hain ji..." :P:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-3884071244778852835?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/3884071244778852835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=3884071244778852835' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3884071244778852835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3884071244778852835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-read-khichdi-ke-liye-saala-kuch.html' title='Love (read khichdi) ke liye saala kuch bhi karega..:P:P'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/S0LNVYzTIbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kznh9w3ZgsQ/s72-c/GUJ103B%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-5199612250978274763</id><published>2010-01-01T13:18:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:35:21.419+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year 2010'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2010..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2qJZn4dZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gPqnU2SSD8Y/s1600-h/HappyNewYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421676604897654162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2qJZn4dZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gPqnU2SSD8Y/s200/HappyNewYear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2qJHO39gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/UFBiocs5cEc/s1600-h/2010_City.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421676599960925698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2qJHO39gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/UFBiocs5cEc/s200/2010_City.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2qIzfcUtI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UAGqBrLzwQM/s1600-h/HappyNewYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2pt1MhBjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/2NGKgPC2K8M/s1600-h/HappyNewYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, I just forgot to wish you all.&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year, have a blast, enjoy the day and enjoy every day and every moment of this year..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shivani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-5199612250978274763?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/5199612250978274763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=5199612250978274763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5199612250978274763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5199612250978274763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title='Happy New Year 2010..!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2qJZn4dZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gPqnU2SSD8Y/s72-c/HappyNewYear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-2091340520394364378</id><published>2010-01-01T12:56:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:49:24.703+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><title type='text'>Beginning of another year..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2n3ABlNBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YpMsQmdEx5w/s1600-h/HappyNewYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2m6HnR1dI/AAAAAAAAAFg/stir9oFM0Ig/s1600-h/HappyNewYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2mptkjxfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BMBPvtjbpvo/s1600-h/nyres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421672761961727474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2mptkjxfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BMBPvtjbpvo/s200/nyres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm..ohk so comes another year. I was just introspecting what has changed in me and my life till the end of this year. Well, I think I have become more matured, more practical and more affirmative about decisions in life, may it be personal or professional. I have started both facet pondering, considering both sides of the coin (positive as well as neagtive) while taking a decision. And have been feeling more blessed than before and more content too..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the day i.e. today, no plan as such, am down with fever so will take full day rest. Moreover, none of my friends are here (all of them are at their home town..!) so I don’t have any other option apart from resting at home. I just asked my PG (paying guest) cook that what he is goin’ to make for us as its a special day, he just stretched his brows and said “ Puri banegi na…aur kheer bhi..aur agar matar mil gayi sahi daam mein to aalo matar ki sabzi” and out of my usual reaction, I was happy hearing the menu !! If it would have been at my home I would have told “Issko special kehte hain ??” but then if you have to gulp down just roti and daal as dinner daily, the puri-kheer duo seems to be more than special..!! Same is the case with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go, Ciao..!! &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/4793584506648787074-2091340520394364378?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/2091340520394364378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=2091340520394364378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/2091340520394364378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/2091340520394364378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2010/01/beginning-of-another-decade.html' title='Beginning of another year..!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz2mptkjxfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BMBPvtjbpvo/s72-c/nyres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-5635859139517087808</id><published>2009-12-30T15:49:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:53:56.143+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical'/><title type='text'>Kya pata..kal ho na ho..:|</title><content type='html'>Wrote this post at PoH thread 10 months back on 13th Feb 2009 to be precise. Thought of sharing it here. It was all about "what happiness is all about and how does its meaning changes from one person to another".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness means differently for different person. Some may find it in buying a Shelby Mustang while the other in owning a honda bike. There is nothing right or wrong in someone's way of happiness..!! For me, no happiness can match the one I be with my family: me, my mom and my sis endless talks with endless cups of tea, teasing my friends, giving surprise to mom, playing with my puppies, helping the underpriviledged, standing in bus to give seat to an old lady (I love to do this). It is how our perception of life that matters.&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago, I went through few close experiences which made me understand the meaning of life : one of my sis friend's mom died without any accident without any disease, one girl near to ours committed suicide that too without any reasons, still no one knows the reason, she was a happy gal, one of my frens relative who was just in class 11th died of heart attack. All these incident happened in a sequence and I was blown from inside. I was just wondering, how, to make our future we don't live our today well , to make new relations we forget the old one, we fight for little things and without any signal the life ends...like this..??!! Those who have bike, want car..those who have car want costlier car, private jet..Its true that the day man will be satisfied the progress will be still..but nothing in life should be the matter of life or death..except the people ..who are your own..!! I think everyone should promise themselves that.."I will try to be better every successive day in every front..personal...professional...financial...but not at the cost of my happiness...peak is my goal but I promise to enjoy the journey too that too at its fullest..coz life is so so short and you don't know if "Kal Ho Na Ho.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-5635859139517087808?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/5635859139517087808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=5635859139517087808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5635859139517087808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5635859139517087808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-is-happines.html' title='Kya pata..kal ho na ho..:|'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-3434036836000822001</id><published>2009-12-30T12:37:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:55:36.521+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is not all "Pinki" but you need to search the pink shades in every colour..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz29WKRCQxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VMCM5LJs4kw/s1600-h/DSC00998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421697714834522898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz29WKRCQxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VMCM5LJs4kw/s200/DSC00998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was annoyed, frustarted, disappointed and was asking mom…"life itni lambi kyo hoti hain..i am bored of living now..kaash 50 saal ki hi life hoti..ye 100 saal bahut jada hain..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom shocked by my thought and words told "abhi to tumlogo ke zindagi ki shuruwat hain abhi se hi thak gaye..it's the best and tension free stage of yours.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I heard the call bell ringing ..got up to open the door…a girl giggling was there at the door.."didi aap agagayi” I was quiet and looked back at mom…."ye Pinki hain..aajkal isi ko rakha hain kapda dhone ke liye..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt; :achha..(mom-o-mom ..she is a pure philanthropist..har gareebo ki bare mein sochti hain, meri philontrophist ma…love you for that :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: (giggling) apne pehchane hayi humra?? ( do u recognize me??)&lt;br /&gt;She was talking in magahi, a regional lang..i don’t know it but I know Bhojpuri so I replied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: nahi …yaad nahi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: hehe..humara yaad hayi..par bachpan mein jab apne bacha rahi tabke..( I do remember..but when u were a kid..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: achha…tum sabjii bechti thi..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki:&lt;/strong&gt; nana..hum kabhi sabji na bechaliyayi..hum to uu dacter sahib ke beti ke saath aawat rahe aapne dukan mein…(No, I have never sold vegetables ..I used to come with the doctor’s daughter to your shop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: achha..pata nahi..yaad nahi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: (giggle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was not more than 20-21 was looking small still wearing saree and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening my old maid came out and told…&lt;br /&gt;We call her Punita ma…as she is the ma of Punita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Punita ma&lt;/strong&gt;: aagaliyai bauwa..( so u arrived kid..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: haan..tu kaisan badu?? ( yes..how are u?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Punita ma&lt;/strong&gt;: sahi hayin bauwa..aapna bataiye ( I am fine ..u tell me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: hum bhi thik baani..( I am also ok..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Punita ma&lt;/strong&gt;: shaadi waadi kar karbai apne..humara eggo bichhiya chahi shaadi me pehli hi bol dewa hin..( when will u get married..i wanta toe ring..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: hehe..tu eggo bichhiya khaatir humar shaadi kahi karwawe par tulal badu..ghabrawa mat jab bhi hokhi jarur mili tohara..( so u want me to get married just because of the toe ring..don’t worry whenever i will get married i will give it to u..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: pata hain punita ..chawmin waale ke saath bhaag kar shaadi kar li..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: kya..par uski to shaadi ho chuki hain na aur ek bacha bhi hain..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: haan..par wo bacha ab 7-8 saal ka hain wo alag rehta hain..isske saath, Punita alag apne naye husband ke saath aur uska pehle waala husband alag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: ainnn...hehe..wah ..ekdum filmy story hain….aur punita ma ka husband aur baaki teen bete..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: iske husband ki death ho gayi bahut peeta tha&lt;br /&gt;Me:oho..aur teeno ladke??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: chhota waala to bahut badmash hain…sabzi bazr mein sabke saamne peeta tha Punita ma ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: ainn..sachme..kaise bete hain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: haan..aur beech waala..kisi ladki ko bhaga ke laya tha..ussi se shaadi kar liya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: hehe..sahi hain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: bas bada waala thoda thik hain..rickshaw chalata hain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt; :ohk..Punita ma ki life bhi kaisi hain na…kaise bache..uff…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom left for market..I was alone at home was surfing something busy with my lappy..after sometime, I discovered Pinki was sitting besides me at the floor and smiling…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: aur pinki ..tumhari shaadi ho gayi hain na??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: haan..hamar shaadi to bahut pehle hi hogail rahe..ma shaadi karke khud to mar gaile humra phasa deliye… shaadi barbaadi hayi..( yes..I got married quite before..my mother got me married..she herself died and left me in this hell…marriage is a destruction..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: sahi sahi..yahi baat mummy ke saamne bhi kehna na plzzzz.meri shaadi ke peche padi rehti hain...hehe&lt;br /&gt;Aur phir to tumhare bache bhi honge??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: haan.. haiye na dugo..eggo laika eggo laiki..( yes..I have, one boy and one gal..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: sahi hain phir to ab mat bacha karma ek bhi…do ho gaye na..aur ladka bhi ho gaya ab mat karma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: hehe..abhi hoye waala hayi ( one is awaited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: kya..ek aur bacha…?? Pagal ho..do to thik tha..ek aur kyo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: humar pati bada badmash hathin..( my husbad is a rascal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: aise kaise..bolo unko saaf saaf ab ek bhi bacha nhi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: haan ab eii bacha ke baad operation kara lebi..( yes...will get operated after this child)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: hmm..haan..to kya..bas bache paida thode hi na karna hain..unki achhi zindagi deni hain..achhe se padhana hain..kitne bade hain tumhare bache aur pati kya karta hain??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki:&lt;/strong&gt; (she raised her hand 2 feet above the ground..and said)..ina hotain.. ( he must be till here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: array umar batao umar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki:&lt;/strong&gt; school mein jawai hayi..uhi pe khana bhi mile hayi.. ( he goes to school and even get food there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: sahi hain..aur pati??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: uu dilli hathin..plastic ke dibba jo na hole panni waala ukare hi khareed ke beceha hathin…( he is in Delhi…he buy and sell plastic box...the used ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;:achha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: humara bye kehke chal gayitheen..(he left saying bye to me)&lt;br /&gt;Me: kya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: (dejected) haan humra bulayele dilli ..phir kahelie ki humdono ihha aajebai..patna..tarinwa mein jab hum duno aawat haliyayi..uu..ticketwa humra pakda ke trainwa se kuud galiyan..aur hum chhaati peet peet ke uhe roye lagaliyain..( yes he brought me to delhi and said we will go back to patna..in the mid way..he gave me my ticket and jump out of the train..and I started crying there itself ..banging at my chest…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: oho..phir..abhi wo kaha hain??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: dilli hi hathin..ayithin agla mahina..( he is in delhi itself will come next month..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: aur yaha ghar mein kaun kaun hain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: saas hathin, dewar haye, aur humaar dugo bacha...hum patna mein na rahila..hum to punpun mein rahila...roz awela khana khaatir tohar mayi dewa hathin humara khana aur hum kuch kuch kaam kar dewela aur jab kapda dhowela to laga se paisa dewa hathin..bhaut niman hathin tahar mayi..ek jagah kamo karila patna mein ..u humra ke 300 rupaiya dewa hathin( mother-in-law , brother-in-law and my two child..i don’t put up in patna i live in punpun and come daily here just to have meals..you mom give me food and I do a bit of her works..she pays me few bucks when I wash few cloths..she is a good lady..and I just do the household of a home at patna they pay me 300 bucks..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: achha..par iti duur kyo aati ho..punpun mein kaam nahi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinki&lt;/strong&gt;: array humar saas aur dewar bada badmas hayi..humra peete hain..aur humra bacha ke khana school mein mil hi jawe hain.. ahi se hum eha chali aawa haiyi..( my in laws are not good they beat me up..and my kids get food in school itself so I come to patna..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mom arrived…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: iske life kitni tension se bhari hain phir bhi ye hasti rehti hain hamesha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: haan to kya tumhari tarah rote rahe din bhar..job change karma hain, ganda khana khaate khate pak gayin hun..shaadi nahi karni hain ..dekho health ki kya haalta bana rakhi hain..cheha dekho kitna ganda lag raha hain dekhne ka mann bhi nahi kar raha..bas upar se face pack lagane se thik nahi hoga..achhe se khana seekho..breakfast nahi karti..dinner aadha phekti hun..fruits khareedna ka time nahi hain..khareed liya to khane ka time nahi hain..aise kaise time chalega..humesha apne ko bure situation mein samajhti ho jabki tumhe nahi pata ki tum kitne logo se jada lucky ho..wo bhi to insaan hi hain na..kitni gareebi hain dikhta hain na tumhe..sochho dolly ( my sis) kal lunch box mein khana adah chhdoke aayi thi..pinki jab box dhone gayi aur jab dekha ki khana bacha hain to usne kaha “chachiji ye khana khalein” socho..apne se upar waalo ko dekha jata hain ki aap bhi aage badhe ye nahi ki frustrate hote rahein..khush hone ke liye alag si time nahi aati..aisa nahi hain hum laga se 5 saal allot karenge ki..achha ji ab 5 saal hum khush rahenge..humein khushi beech mein hi dhundni hoti hain warna life frustrating to ban hi jaani hain jaisa tum apni life ko banati rehti ho…12th ke baad main apna khayal rakhungi..khush rehne ki koshish karungi…phir btech mein...phirji..achha job mein jaungi to main khush rahungi..aur ab ..nayi job milegi na tab khush..lekin likh ke rakhlo phir tumhara naya kuch aur condition laga hoga..ye hoga na wo hoga na…ta b main khush hongi..khush rehna seekho..samjhi…??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: hmmm…khush to hun…but koi reason honi chhaiye na khush rehni ki..abhi kya hain batao…??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: to abhi dukhi hone ki bhi koi reason nahi hain…jabardasti aadat hain tumhari rone ki…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: hehe..haan shayad…waise ab main pehle se jada khush rehne lagi hun…hain na observe kiya hoga…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: hmm..achha hain phir..positive socha karo itni jaldi depress mat hua karo aur frustrate mat hua karo..aur gussa bhi kam karo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Ji mother india as u say..(giggle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: This incident happened when I was at home for a 5-6 days vacation, few months back. Was about to write the experience then itself but time dint permit. :-(&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S: Bear with HINDI plzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-3434036836000822001?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/3434036836000822001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=3434036836000822001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3434036836000822001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3434036836000822001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-not-all-pinki-but-you-need-to.html' title='Life is not all &quot;Pinki&quot; but you need to search the pink shades in every colour..!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/Sz29WKRCQxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VMCM5LJs4kw/s72-c/DSC00998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-3136467407485754486</id><published>2009-10-02T20:36:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:05:13.023+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to-do-list'/><title type='text'>Random..</title><content type='html'>Whew..!!&lt;br /&gt;It has been long since I have written something for my blog. Thanks to my busy schedule now-a-days. I have a looooooooong to-do list (pending one). Since, today it's a holiday (Gandhi Jayanti) thought of winding up few of the pending works and make the list shorter.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..the list looks somehow like this..&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Call HSBC customer care, ask them: "Why the mobile banking has stopped giving me the transaction info. just advertisements are what they are sending me these days".&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Call Axis bank customer care, ask them: "What's the issue with my online banking..its giving error".&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Call Airtel customer care (Internet), ask them what's the issue with my bill, its not correct.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Call Airtel customer care (sim) , ask them "when is the expiry of  the tariff plan I have taken".&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Call my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Call one of my friends to ask for the plugin details.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Search one of my fav. tops. Infact few of my dresses are missing. I can't see them, whether I have left it at home or they are here only, need to search them.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; My iron is not working, need to give it to the electrician.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Need to write down the login details of the forms I have filled up at one place.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Need to visit the parlour, I am looking like "Kroor Singh" of Chandrakanta..lol.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Need to find out the food stuffs given by mom and need to finish it up till 16th (I brought them on 10th Aug itself, not finished it yet...pehle dhundu to rakha kidhar hain :P).&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Need to bring the materials, from my office PC.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Call one of my ex-colleagues, umm.. not actually one but two of them for asking their well being as I always call them up, when I have to ask something related to work. They will think I am really "Selfish" which I am def. not. Many of my friends do complain me that I don't call them up. But honestly, the fact is, I really and seriously really feel so awkward calling someone just for asking "How are you". I know it shouldn't be like this, people do perceive it other way (or better say wrong way). But I really can't help it...!! My sincere appologies to them..:) ( Btw, I do call/text sms to all of my friends on every festival and their birthdays..thanks GOD, I never forget this atleast..:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its just a part of the list which I have mentioned above, 2/3 of the list is still unposted. Okay time to go now..will catch everyone and my blog later. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-3136467407485754486?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/3136467407485754486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=3136467407485754486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3136467407485754486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3136467407485754486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/10/random.html' title='Random..'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-3144547119759311034</id><published>2009-09-30T10:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:37:12.207+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Auto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='export'/><title type='text'>How India beat China in auto exports</title><content type='html'>A nice piece of Article. Read on..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, Ford Motors announced that India would be a global manufacturing hub for its new small car, the Figo. This underlines a remarkable new development. India has overtaken China as a car exporter this year, exporting 201,138 cars in January-July against China’s 164,800. What’s more, India exports this period went up 18%, while China’s fell by 60%.&lt;br /&gt;Of other big Asian exporters, Korea’s exports have fallen 31% and Thailand’s 43%. In a terrible global recession, India is the only country with zooming exports. Hyundai has long made India an export hub for small cars, and aims to export 300,000 India-made cars this year. Maruti-Suzuki comes second in exports, with Tata, Mahindra and others well behind. Nissan is about to build a new factory in India specifically for exports. India looks like exporting half a million cars in 2009-10, and should cross the million mark within five years.&lt;br /&gt;What accounts for India’s success? Visionary planning? Long-term strategy? No, India’s triumph was completely unplanned. No planning document ever envisioned or planned for beating China.&lt;br /&gt;Analysts say China has become a great auto exporter because of huge subsidies, an undervalued exchange rate and dirt-cheap credit. But India never aimed at an undervalued exchange rate to pile up large trade surpluses—rather, it aimed to keep the real effective exchange rate unchanged from 1993 onward. India’s interest rates were always among the highest in Asia. It stubbornly refused to reform its inflexible labour laws, with adverse effects on productivity and wages relative to Asian competitors. No Indian strategic vision targeted special provisions or subsidies to the auto sector. Indeed, the sector for years suffered exceptionally high excise duties and sales tax.&lt;br /&gt;How then did this sector become world class? In the early 1990s, auto production was freed for investment by any domestic and foreign investor. Indian planners as well as foreign investors regarded India as a low-skilled, low-productivity country producing third-rate cars like the Ambassador and Premier. Foreign investors came only because car imports were virtually banned. The small size of the Indian car market created serious scale diseconomies.Critics from both the right and left criticized the new auto policy. Leftists claimed foreigners would decimate the industry. Free-marketers complained that foreigners were being wooed to create an inefficient, high-cost industry behind high tariff walls.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody foresaw what fierce competition would do. Auto companies compete by constantly producing new models with improved features like fuel efficiency. Indian consumers are very price-sensitive, so design changes to reduce costs are also vital. India’s auto parts companies had rarely been asked for innovative changes during the old licence-permit raj, when the Ambassador and Premier faced little competition. But MNCs brought in competition, and started a dialogue with auto ancillary manufacturers on constant design changes. To their surprise, they found that Indian engineers had considerable skills, and could make improvements quickly and cheaply.&lt;br /&gt;Bharat Forge, which makes auto forgings like crankshafts and axles, was among the first to realize that India’s big advantage was not cheap labour but cheap skills. The company decided to have no blue collar workers at all, only engineers. This yielded a huge rise in innovation and productivity, and soon made Bharat Forge the second biggest auto forging company in the world.&lt;br /&gt;For new auto components, global giants like Delphi and Visteon typically took three months to go from concept to design, prototype, testing, removal of glitches, and final manufacture. But Bharat Forge found it could do the entire sequence in just one month.&lt;br /&gt;Soon every auto company and parts maker in India focused on using cheap skills to constantly produce better and cheaper parts and vehicles. Bajaj Auto once relied on know-how from Kawasaki for motor-cycles, but soon found that its own R&amp;amp;D produced far better bikes for Indian conditions. Maruti Suzuki made India a global hub for R&amp;amp;D.&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate compliment to India’s design skills came from Carlos Ghosn of Renault-Nissan. He decided to build an ultra-cheap car (that might compete with Tata’s Nano) in collaboration with Bajaj Auto. In such partnerships, the global partner usually does the R&amp;amp;D and the Indian partner the low-cost production. But Ghosn decided the new car should be designed by Bajaj Auto, which had never produced a car before. Why? Because Ghosn felt it was easier to upgrade from a two-wheeler than downgrade from a standard sedan to produce an ultra-cheap car.&lt;br /&gt;This then is the secret of India’s success. Don’t waste time with strategic planning and picking winners. Simply let competition happen. You will be surprised how the most unlikely sectors can become world class. That’s how India has just beaten China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By: Swaminathan S. Anklesaria Aiyar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-3144547119759311034?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/3144547119759311034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=3144547119759311034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3144547119759311034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3144547119759311034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-india-beat-china-in-auto-exports.html' title='How India beat China in auto exports'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-1663770615637778591</id><published>2009-08-19T14:44:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:08:12.474+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Even being a great fan</title><content type='html'>I am a greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat fan of SRK. But still, I do agree to every bit of this writing. (About the whole issue of detaining of SRK at New Jersey, USA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time actor Salman Khan has come up with a real gem. On hearing about Shah Rukh Khan being questioned by US security at Newark, New Jersey, he said it’s good that the country has such a tight set-up. And that ``there has been no attack after 9/11 because of this.’’&lt;br /&gt;Salman has a point. SRK might be an icon to Indians and many in the subcontinent, even to the desi diaspora spread across the globe, but to America he’s just a visitor. We may be convinced he cannot be involved in anything that’s remotely violent, but the guard given the responsibility of stopping something like 9/11 from happening in his country again will want to take no chances. And what is the possibility that he’s a die hard fan of the Khan and Bollywood? Very slim.&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, the same day that SRK was detained in Newark, there came news that the great Bob Dylan, who was wandering around Long Branch, near New York City, sometime back, was asked for an ID by two cops too young to know who he really was. When he couldn’t furnish one, he was taken right back to the resort where he was putting up and staff there vouched for him. And America is Dylan’s own country.&lt;br /&gt;Was there a furore? Not that I know of. Not even a little blowin' in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;SRK says he’s ``upset and angry’’ because it was his Muslim name that caused all this. Thousands of Muslims are made to go through extra security checks everyday in America and a host of Western countries. Is he equally upset at that? He's probably just pissed that it happened to him, India's mega star. We all know how a lot of Muslims have been subjected to prejudice around the world because many countries see terrorism as an Islamic phenomenon. Yes, it is uncalled for, unjust and maybe wrong. But America is a country that takes the killings of its people with the seriousness it deserves, unlike India whose record on this is shameful, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;Also, because most of the perpetrators of 9/11 were Muslims, America thinks it has to be doubly careful where they are concerned. Had the terrorists been Jews, perhaps it would have looked at Jews with similar suspicion. I was much more aggrieved at President Kalam being frisked. But that’s a dated debate.&lt;br /&gt;There are two layers to the SRK incident and we must peel them off with care. One, it is quite ridiculous that Indians feel their icons and superstars are everybody’s icons and superstars. What the heck? If Jet Li came to India tomorrow, the man on the street here would probably call him ‘`Chinky’’ and not give a second look. For that matter, what if Gérard Depardieu came travelling. How many would know him? Matt Damon was here recently and there wasn’t a traffic jam in Delhi. These guys are huge back home.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, America doesn’t have a culture of fawning the way India has. Mike Tyson was treated like a common rapist and spent most part of his youth in the slammer. Winona Ryder was sentenced to a three-year probation for shoplifting. Chinese born Hollywood actress Bai Ling was fined US 200 dollars for petty theft.&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, we are actually aggrieved because we are ``not like them’’. Well, guess what. It isn’t a virtue. We should be like them and take the security of our country and its people with solemn, no-nonsense professionalism. Frisk Brad Pitt when he lands in India next. Give Tom Cruise the same dose. Don’t spare Bill Clinton either. Isn’t he an ex-prez just like Kalam? Who’s stopping you and what’s stopping you? Colonial hangover? Or is it plain lethargy and callousness. Looks like both.&lt;br /&gt;We are just whimpering over here like hurt puppies because we feel, ``Oh, but we don’t do it to them’’. Oh no, we don’t. And it’s a scandal. We should. I’ve seen white men – and women – get away in India with murder. Indian women can’t get into some discos wearing a sari. And bouncers will frown at you if you are dressed in a kurta. Have you seen what some of these firangs have on them? No one bats a eyelid.So instead of making SRK’s detention an issue, we should think of upgrading our own security set-up.&lt;br /&gt;There’s a lesson in this. And it is a positive one. A day after our own 26/11, there was hardly any security at CST in Mumbai. It can’t get worse than that. The bottom line: Stop fawning, shed the colonial hangover and make no compromise where the country’s safety is concerned. Can we do that or is it too much to ask from a country that’s been free for 62 years but was ruled by white sahibs for 200?&lt;br /&gt;By: Anand Soondas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-1663770615637778591?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/1663770615637778591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=1663770615637778591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/1663770615637778591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/1663770615637778591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/08/even-being-great-fan.html' title='Even being a great fan'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-6357081149184600409</id><published>2009-07-13T10:44:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:11:24.592+05:30</updated><title type='text'>AIMCAT 1018, a true torture.</title><content type='html'>Well well well...I took my first online test {AIMCAT 1018} on 5th july...!!My slot was from 4 pm. Reached the TIME centre at 3:40 pm , get to know that its at another place TAI Institute. Rushed to search that place after asking hell lot of people , finally reached that place at 3:50 approx. As I entered the centre, I get to see few students surrounding the TIME personnel complaining about their issues. Few were complaining...the test is not submitting, the other few..the "attempts review" is displaying wrong... etc etc..!So I made up my mind that get ready for some technical issues. I got a system at 4:00 pm approx. After login and clicking at AIMCAT 1018 link..the page asked for access code to proceed the test... I asked for the code and the TIME people gave different code to everyone..and three sheets of blank papers. When I enetered the code it displayed :" inavlid code".I told the TIME personnel about the issue they asked me to try few more times. I tried for approx. 20-25 times and was really annoyed and ask them again. They said, the previous batch people had to wait for 1 hour..I was like:what???@#$%&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to logout-login few times.. I logout and login approx. 8-9 times.. Finally the page opened..but not totally...again he asked me to login and logout till the page opens up..I repeat the same 3-4 times...finally the AIMCAT 1018 opened..my test started at 4:35 approx.About the level of questions, I think the quant questions were below CAT level..One can attempt all the questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: The TIME site is now displaying that the test dates has been extended..initially it was till 13th..now its till 21st.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-6357081149184600409?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/6357081149184600409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=6357081149184600409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/6357081149184600409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/6357081149184600409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/07/aimcat-1018-true-torture.html' title='AIMCAT 1018, a true torture.'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-2687747954398272699</id><published>2009-07-03T17:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:52:43.259+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FAQ Released about CAT..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I hear that CAT will be held online. Is that correct?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CAT is going to be a computer based test (CBT) and not internet based test (IBT). I.e. Candidate does not take the test on an internet site. Instead of reading the questions in a paper booklet and darkening the ovals on the answer-sheet, a candidate will read the questions on a computer terminal and choose an answer by clicking on the correct option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I hear that CAT will be a computer adaptive test. Is that correct?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, CAT is not going to be a computer adaptive test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will the format of the test change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The format of the test will remain more or less the same except that a candidate reads question on a computer terminal and clicks on the correct answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can I take the test from any computer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. A candidate will take the test only at designated test venues in about 25 cities across India. Detailed information will be provided in the CAT 2009 advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; But how do I do rough-work and calculations while arriving at the answers?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At the test venue, each candidate will be seated at a desk with a computer terminal and he/she will be provided with a writing pad with numbered pages for calculations. After the test, candidate must leave the pad including all the pages in it at the desk. Rough-work cannot be done on any other paper/sheet as nothing will be allowed to be taken inside the test hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you give more details on taking test in a CBT format?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be giving more details at a later stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when is the CAT 2009 advertisement going to appear in newspapers?&lt;/strong&gt; Advertisement for CAT 2009 will appear during the later part of August 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much is the test fee for CAT 2009 and how do I pay?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate Testing Fee is Rs. 1,400 (Rs. 700 for SC/ST candidates). A prospective candidate buys a CAT 2009 Voucher from designated locations/bank branches after advertisement appears in newspapers. Sufficient time will be given for purchasing the voucher. More details will be available on our websites after the advertisement appears in newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do I register for CAT 2009?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Voucher bought by the candidate gives instructions on how to register for CAT 2009. At this time, it would suffice to say that candidates are expected visit CAT website to register for CAT 2009. Sufficient amount of time will be given to register online. More details will be given in the advertisement and the voucher. How do I get my admit card for the test? After you fill-in, review, and submit the registration information during online registration, you will receive an email containing your Admit Card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does that mean I need to have an E-mail account?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you must have a valid E-mail account throughout the selection process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do I need to bring at the time of test?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You must bring the printed copy of the admit card, one picture ID, and any other ID not necessarily with a picture. Do not bring any other material and personal belongings with you, for no personal belongings and materials will be allowed in test-hall. More details will be provided later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you please tell me when will the CAT 2009 be conducted?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAT 2009 will be conducted during a ten-day window starting at the end of November 2009. Exact dates will be mentioned in the advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can I take CAT more than once during the testing window?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, a candidate can register to take test only once during the CAT 2009 testing window. Admit cards and picture ids of the candidates will be checked, and candidate pictures and biometric information will also be captured at the test venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When are CAT 2009 result expected to be declared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;CAT 2009 results are expected to be declared by the end of January 2010. Exact date of result declaration will be informed at a later stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When will we get more updates?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any important developments may be posted on IIM sites and CAT website about a month later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-2687747954398272699?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/2687747954398272699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=2687747954398272699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/2687747954398272699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/2687747954398272699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/07/faq-released-about-cat.html' title='FAQ Released about CAT..!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-4292609195837273617</id><published>2009-06-09T09:53:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:26:41.985+05:30</updated><title type='text'>20 months...12th roomie..phew..!!</title><content type='html'>Phew..!! So now I have to get my 12th roomie.&lt;br /&gt;One dozen roomie in just 20 months is fair enough point to exclaim someone. But you can't blame me for that, right? I don't have to do anything with the pace my rommie changes. Initially, I used to get irritated when I get to know that my present roomie is leaving and now I will have a new one, coz the tuning is set with a person. But now its absolutely okay with me (as if I have any other option..ROFL). No, seriously its okay with me coz I have an upper hand on the roomie for few days and I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways let me share the reason of for all those roomies who left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place 1 (Flat):&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 1: Dimple---&gt; She was in Gurgaon just for 15 days (some office work) work finished, she left.&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 2: Madhu---&gt; I left that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place 2 (Flat):&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 3: Aakanksha--&gt; The landlord ask us to vacant the place and they were planning to give that flat to guys. (People now think that it's more safe to give flat to guys than gals..coz aaj kal ladki jada bigdi hui hain:|)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place 3 (PG):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 4: Shweta--&gt; Had to get married.&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 5: Shaifee--&gt; Job change, new job in Chennai.&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 6: Jeevika--&gt; Went to Delhi.&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 7: Shweta--&gt; Went to other room of the PG as that was more open and spacious.&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 8: Monica--&gt; Went to other room of the PG and she has to study with a gal of the same PG; they both were pursuing the same course.&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 9: Geeta--&gt; Just for 2 days. She find the top floor eerie.&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 10: Neha (Bestest of all of them)--&gt; Hmm..donno the reason.&lt;br /&gt;Roomie 11: Candy--&gt; Just for a week--&gt; Very weird reason for her stay itself. (She wanted to find about her hubby ex gf history who used to stay in our PG.Weird!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now lets see how is the next roomie. I just have one wish regarding her. She shouldn't have any problem with light on till 2 pm. Rest I will manage, afterall I have an experience to handle so many roomies till date...ROTFL..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-4292609195837273617?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/4292609195837273617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=4292609195837273617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/4292609195837273617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/4292609195837273617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/06/20-months12th-roomiephew.html' title='20 months...12th roomie..phew..!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-3450882611898871270</id><published>2009-05-28T17:46:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:28:17.405+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='may'/><title type='text'>May-o-May</title><content type='html'>Well, for me May was a month of lot of twists and turns in all spheres.&lt;br /&gt;In my PG a gal commited suicide, with 15 days of living refugee's life (coz I cudnt sleep alone in my room..my roomie also left) I am back to my room. :)&lt;br /&gt;After this incident there was another minor incident at my PG.&lt;br /&gt;There was appraisal in office. My sis was not well and I get to know she has got Appendicitis..needs to be operated.&lt;br /&gt;There were few more relevant incidents.&lt;br /&gt;But the best point is that all ended well . Just three days and the month will come to an end..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-3450882611898871270?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/3450882611898871270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=3450882611898871270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3450882611898871270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3450882611898871270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-o-may.html' title='May-o-May'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-684882502035848984</id><published>2009-05-06T19:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:16:05.656+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SgGUhpClcqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/D8Vn-G_yVlo/s1600-h/chocolate-cake-oh-1727433-x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332706739456668322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SgGUhpClcqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/D8Vn-G_yVlo/s200/chocolate-cake-oh-1727433-x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey wish happy birthday to my blog...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will complete 1 year tomorrow. I was willing to write it on its birthday itself but as there is a leave tomorrow I can't access internet. So had to wish it today itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Blog..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many Many Happy Returns of the Day..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live long..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have taken a piece of cake...hey you all also enjoy it ..its simply AWESOME...yumm..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-684882502035848984?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/684882502035848984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=684882502035848984' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/684882502035848984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/684882502035848984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SgGUhpClcqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/D8Vn-G_yVlo/s72-c/chocolate-cake-oh-1727433-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-8312228916838745964</id><published>2009-05-06T18:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:09:45.146+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><title type='text'>General Election 2009</title><content type='html'>Well, this is the most different kinda elction India has witnessed. With lots of emphasis on voting , youths are  coming forward to it. Even the compagning is different with the actors and actress of Indian film industry taking part in it and even the mode has been upgraded, internet is also used for the compagning..! Whew..!! good for the betterment but bad that I have not yet got my voter card.  Thus no voting from my side but nonetheless I keep asking every person around to vote :-)&lt;br /&gt;I have even updated status of  my PG id with " plz do cast your vote and help in making a better India."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems quite obvious that coalition govt. is gonna form . Lets see  whether our cocky behenji  will be the next PM or not.  I just wish the new govt. withered away the safety issue forever and no terrorist attack happen on india ever. Did I ask so much..?? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-8312228916838745964?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/8312228916838745964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=8312228916838745964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8312228916838745964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8312228916838745964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/05/general-election-2009.html' title='General Election 2009'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-8803200754741000340</id><published>2009-05-05T16:51:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T14:35:37.835+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAT 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online'/><title type='text'>CAT goes online</title><content type='html'>That news was seriously a shock for me. I don't know whether it will be like GMAT or GRE. Doing MBA is gradually becoming costlier affair in India too. First the high jump in fees structure and now the online format ,which will be def. conducted at higher rates ( i.e, CAT form will be costlier for sure). I don't know how much the IIMs are thinking about rural youths as MBA from top institue was itself a dream for them with the online format it will be even tougher . The coaching institutes will also conduct their mock test at higher rates. I don't understand what flexibility the IIMs seems to give to the aspirants by conducting the exams in a duration of 10 days. 10 days don't give any flexibility, if it would have been in a duration of atleast a month. And the first day takers, daring ..eh?? Lots of questions and lots of speculation till IIMs release their mock CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope for the best and leave to GOD the rest..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-8803200754741000340?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/8803200754741000340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=8803200754741000340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8803200754741000340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8803200754741000340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/05/cat-online.html' title='CAT goes online'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-2714076964938361089</id><published>2009-04-20T13:54:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T14:42:06.435+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pursuit of Happiness'/><title type='text'>Pursuit of Happiness</title><content type='html'>This one is from the PagalGuy thread called Pursuit of Happiness, I was tagged by one of the puys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;/strong&gt;: a simple, jovial person, who always wishes to make the ambience around her lively. I am a dreamer and have lots of dream at my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think:&lt;/strong&gt; a lot .But I don’t find, it brings anything fruitful. But still I continue with my thinking process:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know:&lt;/strong&gt; I can survive in any condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want:&lt;/strong&gt; to be a better me every successive day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have:&lt;/strong&gt; great respect for the elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish:&lt;/strong&gt; I could have enough resources to help the underprivileged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate:&lt;/strong&gt; back biters, liars, hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss:&lt;/strong&gt; to sleep holding my mom, I also miss my college days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fear:&lt;/strong&gt; loosing those special people of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel:&lt;/strong&gt; I am different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hear:&lt;/strong&gt; no-nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I smell:&lt;/strong&gt; the peoples’ nature with little observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I crave:&lt;/strong&gt; for yummy food and also for someone to hear me when I feel low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I search:&lt;/strong&gt; for the positive in every hurdle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder:&lt;/strong&gt; how the big businessmen manages to strike a balance between their personal and professional life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I regret:&lt;/strong&gt; of not doing all those things I want to do for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love:&lt;/strong&gt; to be pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ache:&lt;/strong&gt; for knowledge, love, respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I care:&lt;/strong&gt; a lot for those who are close to me, waise I care for everyone. I am a caring kinda person. I can’t see anyone in pain or trouble, it simply hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not:&lt;/strong&gt; a 21st century gal as far as my value is concern. I should have born in 18th century. I find every other thing wrong which is done in the name of “modernity”. Believe "modernity in thoughts and technologies" but "not in values".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe:&lt;/strong&gt; in the power of the ALMIGHTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dance:&lt;/strong&gt; I can dance the whole night even at a body temperature of 104 degree on any music form be it a hip hop or a disco. Even a bhajan will do. Music just turns me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sing:&lt;/strong&gt; every time until I sense people around me can’t bear it any more and soon I am going to be kicked out:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cry:&lt;/strong&gt; in isolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t always:&lt;/strong&gt; care what the people who are unimportant in my life have to say about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fight:&lt;/strong&gt; for injustice may it be my roomie’s injustice to let the light be switched off at 10:00 pm itself;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I write:&lt;/strong&gt; planner. I plan a lot. I just love planning .Hey mind it, I said planning don’t confuse it with implementing. The ratio is just 5:2;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I win:&lt;/strong&gt; praise for my simplicity, hard work and persistent power. Also for the initiatives I take, may it be personal or social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lose:&lt;/strong&gt; my temper easily when I am tensed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never:&lt;/strong&gt; loose hope even in the worst situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always:&lt;/strong&gt; do what I want to do. I live my life on my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I confuse:&lt;/strong&gt; I get confused easily…even on trivial things like to choose between two dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I listen:&lt;/strong&gt; to motivational real time stories. I also listen to my mom. Moms are always right just their perspective are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can usually be found: &lt;/strong&gt;laughing at bakker session with my friends, sleeping or reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am scared:&lt;/strong&gt; “ bhagwaanji aapne itni saari cheez banai ek LIZARD ko nahi banaate to kya hota” that what I always mutter when I discover any lizard in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy about:&lt;/strong&gt; I have survived of all the troubles in my life till date. I am getting stronger with every hurdle. Now I can very well challenge the problems that ”hey, you just can’t be bigger than my strength and self belief and I can bet it for anything ”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-2714076964938361089?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/2714076964938361089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=2714076964938361089' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/2714076964938361089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/2714076964938361089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/04/pursuit-of-happiness.html' title='Pursuit of Happiness'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-8164453617075162438</id><published>2009-04-02T17:24:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T14:47:16.734+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April fool'/><title type='text'>April fool banaya , sis ko phir se maza aaya.. :-(</title><content type='html'>From the last few years my sis has taken the onus to make me fool every 1st day of April, she somehow manages it. This year I made sure she doesn’t succeed in her mission and for a change I thought of fooling one of my friends. Well, I was not getting any idea how to fool him. Since, he is in another city so fooling was possible on phone only. From 30th of March itself I was planning how to fool him. First I thought to say about some fake happening of one of our common friends but didn’t have any idea about what the happening should be?? Job change, MBA admit?? Wedding?? Accident?? Onsite offer?? Nothing lured me much and moreover he just don’t want to listen about others may it be our common friends. His usual saying is "Shivani plzz yaar you just keep track of what’s going on in others’ life don’t tell it to me". We already have lots of fight over this issue and he really hates to listen anything about others. So try making him fool in this way is no less than creating a big plot for our fight. Finally, had to drop this plan. Then I thought to make him fool by saying that I have an interview at your city and plz do come to meet me but since he is not in a metro or to be more precise the city don’t have many companies moreover I don’t wanted to give him pain just to get the pleasure of making him fool .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, then how to make him fool? Hey! why not to tell him something about me itself , at least he will hear that.&lt;br /&gt;Well, so finally I decided to make him fool by saying I am getting engaged next month. I just smsed him "Hey can you take one day leave on 14th"? (I chose 14th coz I have heard somewhere that auspicious days starts from 14th of April .Secondly, I am going home on 8th and will be returning on 15th so that will make my fake statement more rigid and real…yaar jhhut bolne ke liye bhi kitni planning karni padti hain....hats off to regular liar)&lt;br /&gt;I got the reply "kyu kya hua"&lt;br /&gt;Then I wrote my whole story" I am getting engaged on 14th and you have to come, you are coming na".&lt;br /&gt;Got the reply "congrats, sorry its not possible, next time I will surely come"&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Next time?? Will I get engaged 10 times or what"&lt;br /&gt;He: "I mean to say on your wedding".&lt;br /&gt;Finally I smsed ok et al and ended the sms-sms session with a good night greet.&lt;br /&gt;All these happened on 31st night; I thought to tell him the truth next day with a big "April fool banaya" kinda stuff. But later I decided neah , I will tell him the reality after few days coz if I will tell him today itself he will definitely say "Arrey mujhe pata tha tum mujhe buddhu banarahi ho and all that”...liar huh..!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways next day i.e, 1st April my sis called me up and told “ there is a news, papa has selected a guy for you and he will be coming to our place with his family on 10th of April, you can meet him when you will be here.” I was like ???^^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;%$$#&lt;br /&gt;Me: “What?? ..I don’t want to meet anybody. I don’t want to get married right now and all that blah blah and more of it”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said “What the harm in meeting, you can at least meet him once and decide about him later”.&lt;br /&gt;I called up mom, she told the same. Then I asked “what he is doing, where he is working” and all the questions possible. Finally I said “I am postponing my plan for home I am not coming”. But then the emotional atyachaar began “ problem kya hain…pehle problem batao..aajkal achha ladka kitni mushkil se milta hain…aur tum shaadi ke baad bhi MBA kar sakti ho” and more and more of it.&lt;br /&gt;All my points and explanations went in vain. Now I was damn confused what to do ,I just thought to tell the guy straightaway that you have to wait for at least 3 years, he himself will not get ready for that condition and finally this matter will be solved :-) But suddenly it came to my mind “ oye its 1st April..kahi sis mujhe phir se fool to nahi bana rahi..” I hastly called her and get to know “Shivani ji , aap har saal ki tarah iss saal bhi fool ban gayin hain”.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to roar in Dharmendra ishtyle (ji ji wo sunny aur bobby k papa ki hi baat kar rahi hu): “ Sis main tere har april fool ka badla chun chun ke lungi haan, chun chun ke lungi” :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me:“ Dusre ko budhhu banane chale the khud hi buddhu ban gaye wo bhi bade waale. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Apologies for writing in HINGLISH par english me wo real essence nahi aati :-)&lt;br /&gt;Hain na??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-8164453617075162438?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/8164453617075162438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=8164453617075162438' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8164453617075162438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8164453617075162438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fool-banaya-sis-ko-phir-se-maza.html' title='April fool banaya , sis ko phir se maza aaya.. :-('/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-3307434863096866338</id><published>2009-03-03T14:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:37:34.544+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Economic crisis makes IIM placements longest ever, switch to rolling process</title><content type='html'>The latest casualty of the global economic crisis, final placements at the Indian Institute of Management (IIM), Ahmedabad entered Day 6 today, marking the longest ever placement season for the top b-school since the MBA job boom in India. Suffering an equally harsh drought of job offers, IIM Bangalore and IIM Calcutta too are looking at enlongated processes stretching beyond a week.&lt;br /&gt;The placement process at IIM Ahmedabad, which in boom time used to finish in 3 days, entered its sixth day today (March 2). The institute has put a complete media gag on the students. “We will release a statement only after the placement process is completely over,” said student member of placement cell Vivek Jain.&lt;br /&gt;However according to a source in the school, 200 to 210 of the total 250 odd students had received job offers on Day 5 and another 20-25 were expected to get placed on Day 6. “The best scenario expected right now is that the remaining 10-15 students would be all placed on Day 7,” the source informed.&lt;br /&gt;The gold-class finance jobs in investment banking and private equity sectors have practically dried up this year. Any i-banking jobs have largely been through pre-placement offers (PPOs) to students who interned with the firm in 2008 summer.&lt;br /&gt;The most valued recruiters at IIM Ahmedabad until now have been Bain and Co, AT Kearney, McKinsey, Boston Consulting Group and others. Vacated by the recession-hit top investment banks and private equity firms, the premier 'Day 0' and 'Day Half' placement slots this year also saw recruitment by FMCG majors Hindustan Unilever and Procter and Gamble.&lt;br /&gt;Top consult McKinsey &amp;amp; Co, which until last year recruited over 50 graduates from the top b-schools will offer jobs to barely 35 Indian MBAs this year. “We've made three offers each in IIM Ahmedabad and IIM Calcutta, and another three between IIM Bangalore and IIM Lucknow besides about 20 PPOs in IIM A, B and C. We may recruit 3-4 more from SP Jain, XLRI Jamshedpur, IIM Kozhikode and Jamnalal Bajaj Mumbai depending on quality of talent,” said a source in McKinsey.&lt;br /&gt;Others such as Bain and Co and BCG too have recruited considerably lesser numbers from the IIMs.&lt;br /&gt;An IIM Bangalore alumnus said, “A lot of junior MBAs laid off from the investment banking and finance sector last year managed to find jobs in top consulting majors by the end of 2008. In effect, they ate into the jobs that potentially would have been available to this year's graduating MBA classes.”&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the usual practice of IIMs dictating company presence on campus in strictly formed slots, both IIM Ahmedabad and IIM Bangalore are having to let companies recruit from campus as they come in ('a rolling process' in b-school speak) in later slots of the placement process.&lt;br /&gt;IIM Bangalore is equally tight-lipped about the ongoing placements which started on February 28 and are in Slot 2 as of writing this report.&lt;br /&gt;The institute too expects a long drawn out placement season spilling over to the next week. According to a source, the institute will not charge a participation fee to recruiting companies coming in from Slot 3 (a participation fee of about Rs 75,000-1.5 lakh is charged by IIMs to every company that wishes to hire students from their campuses. A separate recruitment fee is charged to the company for every student that joins the company).&lt;br /&gt;“We will release an update after the placement process is entirely over, which we're expecting to be sometime next week,” said Mathew Abraham, IIMB's student spokesperson.&lt;br /&gt;IIM Calcutta on the other hand has split the placements process to two phases, citing final examinations as the reason. The only IIM to communicate with the media until now, it placed 151 students in phase 1 and another 56 through PPOs. Phase 2 is scheduled to begin today (March 2).&lt;br /&gt;“A total of 49 companies have visited IIM-C in the four days of Phase I while 25 companies came for recruitment during lateral process,” said the institute's press statement.&lt;br /&gt;“As many as 89 offers were made in Slot 0. These included 50 Slot 0 PPOs and 39 Slot 0 final placement offers. Companies making the highest number of Slot 0 offers (PPOs and finals) were McKinsey, Boston Consulting Group, Frost and Sullivan, Merrill Lynch, Barclays Capital and Morgan Stanley. Firms such as Hindustan Unilever, Procter &amp;amp; Gamble, ITC and Nokia too were among the highly preferred companies in Slot 0,” the statement said.&lt;br /&gt;IIM Calcutta claimed that there was no fall in conpensation amounts in phase 1.&lt;br /&gt;“As with every other business school in the world, IIM Calcutta too faced an unprecedented challenge in placing its students this year. A noticeable change as compared to last time is the number of offers made (or accepted) per company. Many international firms affected by the downturn had reduced the number of offers made, while in quite a few instances, students rejected lucrative international offers to opt for more secure jobs in other firms in the same sector. The expectations this time were not high, after seeing the placements in other leading colleges across the country,” the statement said.&lt;br /&gt;“Though not as glamorous as last year in terms of the number of offers, this year definitely has its high points in terms of the quality of jobs offered,” said the institute statement.&lt;br /&gt;Elsewhere, next-in-line b-schools such as Delhi's Indian Institute of Foreign Trade (IIFT), b-schools under the Symbiosis banner, b-schools at the Indian Institutes of Technology have all moved to a rolling process of placements extended over 2-3 months under the pressure of the economic crisis. Last year, these schools had placed their entire batch over 2-4 days.&lt;br /&gt;IIFT Delhi has placed about 110 students and is looking to place the remaining 40 over the next two months. Students at the institute are also contacting companies independently besides appearing for on-campus interviews arranged by the placement committees. According to a source at the institute, the average salary until now has gone down to around Rs 7.5 lakhs as opposed to last year's Rs 10.1 lakh.&lt;br /&gt;Prof Munish Bhargav, Placement Advisor at IIFT, is expecting State Trading Corporations and government agencies to come for recruitment as well.&lt;br /&gt;B-schools with smaller batch sizes are probably having it the easiest, relatively speaking. IIT Bombay's Shailesh J Mehta School of Management (SJMSoM) has according to sources already placed about 60 of its 72 students and expects 100 pc placements in another 2-3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy :PaGalGuy.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-3307434863096866338?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/3307434863096866338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=3307434863096866338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3307434863096866338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/3307434863096866338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/03/economic-crisis-makes-iim-placements_03.html' title='Economic crisis makes IIM placements longest ever, switch to rolling process'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-6235626155405756765</id><published>2009-02-17T14:06:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:00:17.230+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white tiger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rat race'/><title type='text'>"White Tigers" don't believe in "rat race" ...nor do I !!</title><content type='html'>These two books: "Stay hungry, Stay foolish" and "White Tiger" were in my ”pending to read ” list since long. White Tiger coz it won the "Man Booker" prize and "Stay Hungry" coz (a) it is written by IIMA grads,(I am highly fascinated by them) , (b) Coz of its title, generated lots of curiosity to me... I thought I will get to learn lots and lots of business. Business, which again fascinates me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I bought both the books this sat. i.e, 14th of Feb...Now I was confused which one to pick up first...'Stay hungry'was very tempting coz of its title as I said earlier...but I turned few pages of White Tiger and thought to start it first..I just winded up one pending movie till 11:15 pm and started with White Tiger, the novel was so interesting to keep me involved for next few hours and I don’t have any idea what was going around me , seriously I was in another world.. The major problem with me is that if I start any novel my soul don’t lie in peace until I complete it..but White Tiger was considerably a thick book to complete in one night so I just read till 3:00 am and I picked it up again the next night and completed it...I really found this book worth reading. But I was really amused how a "seedh saadha banda"..changed just after stepping into Delhi and Gurgaon...how his age long.."values and morals"..became weak in front of the metro frills..!!&lt;br /&gt;How this new "Balram"..took over the old "munna" . I just closed my eyes and think over it again and again...I was trying to resemble it with the real life situation ..with the people around me ..with those friends..who were in small city and how they changed once they came here ..their transition. Its generally noticeable , when you suddenly move from a small town to a big city you just loose control over yourself..the glitter of the new city make you blind for sometime …blind to distinguish between right and wrong…between what you can afford and what you can’t…between what is your need and what is your luxury…you just enter here and start with the rat race…never bother to check the path you are following..you are so busy with the new frills that you don’t have the time to think…new city, new attire, new hairstyle..new companion..new moral (or better say no moral),new value (or no values)).…to be precise..you are a “New You”..&lt;br /&gt;I was just wondering how my friends who came to metro from small or little known places find themselves a free bird here, free to do anything… no one to question, no one to answer to …..their attitude changed..the meaning of right and wrong changed..the thing which was wrong for them initially changed with the attitude” chalta hain yaar..”&lt;br /&gt;I personally don’t dislike changes for the betterment, for the freshness it brings..rightly said ”change add spice to your life..” But does every change do that..?? Neah…!! For me those changes which tamper with you morals and values is a strict “ No-No”…You may call me conservative , typical Indian or whatever you want to but I enjoy the way I am…I am proud of myself that no frills, no glitter of the metro has changed me…changed my values …changed my morals...and I really enjoy my uniqueness..!! I adore modernity in technologies but not in values..!!&lt;br /&gt;After all, "White Tigers" don't believe in "rat race "...nor do I !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-6235626155405756765?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/6235626155405756765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=6235626155405756765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/6235626155405756765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/6235626155405756765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-rashmi-bansal-white-tiger.html' title='&quot;White Tigers&quot; don&apos;t believe in &quot;rat race&quot; ...nor do I !!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-2470142756340024178</id><published>2009-02-03T10:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:02:57.129+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Papa Udhar Dekho</title><content type='html'>A funny incident happened with me few days back. I was waiting at my colony gate for my office cab. And few steps aside there was a small school going girl waiting with her dad for her school bus. Suddenly she pointed her finger towards me and started shouting "papa udhar dekho". She was so scared and about to cry. I feel so disappointed and embarrassed "Oh Gosh, do I look so horrible that the girl is scared of me"..actually at that time I had lots of pimple at my face and a day prior to this incident even I was wondering by glancing at the mirror" yaar ye kitna darawana lag raha hain". But dint had the slightest idea that I am looking so much horrible that the girl will start crying just by my horrible appearance. I was cursing the cab "jaldi kyo nahi aaraha yaar.." and I started looking here and there to temper with my anger and embarrassment. Suddenly I looked back "Oh no" there was a 5 ft 8 inch cow with almost 2 ft long horn and she was just 1/2 ft away from me..I just ran from that place and felt like shouting at that girl's dad " aapki beti itni der se chilla rahi hain par aap ek baar bol nahi sakte ki mere pichhe itni badi aur itni dangerous gai khadi hain..#$%%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;$#@ and more of it"..but then my cab arrived and I left.. I was a bit relieved not coz I survived that long ,pointed horned cow but coz I get to know that I still don’t look so horrible to make a child scare of me. And later I was smiling at the whole incident.., funny..isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-2470142756340024178?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/2470142756340024178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=2470142756340024178' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/2470142756340024178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/2470142756340024178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/02/papa-udhar-dekho.html' title='Papa Udhar Dekho'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-8896540639894102341</id><published>2009-01-29T18:48:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:46:14.382+05:30</updated><title type='text'>For Family</title><content type='html'>Somebody mailed me this poem..very nice..can't resist myself from posting it here..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ran into a stranger as he passed by,&lt;br /&gt;'Oh excuse me please' was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'Please excuse me too;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't watching for you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very polite, this stranger and I.&lt;br /&gt;We went on our way and we said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at home a different story is told,&lt;br /&gt;How we treat our loved ones, young and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, cooking the evening meal,&lt;br /&gt;My son stood beside me very still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.&lt;br /&gt;'Move out of the way,' I said with a frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked away, his little heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I lay awake in bed,&lt;br /&gt;God's still small voice came to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'While dealing with a stranger,&lt;br /&gt;common courtesy you use,&lt;br /&gt;but the family you love, you seem to abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and look on the kitchen floor,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find some flowers there by the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the flowers he brought for you.&lt;br /&gt;He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,&lt;br /&gt;you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I felt very small,&lt;br /&gt;And now my tears began to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quietly went and knelt by his bed;&lt;br /&gt;'Wake up, little one, wake up,' I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are these the flowers you picked for me?'&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, 'I found 'em, out by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have yelled at you that way..'&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'Oh, Mom, that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Son, I love you too,&lt;br /&gt;and I do like the flowers, especially the blue.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company&lt;br /&gt;that we are working for could easily replace us in&lt;br /&gt;a matter of days.&lt;br /&gt;But the family we left behind will feel the loss&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more&lt;br /&gt;into work than into our own family,&lt;br /&gt;an unwise investment indeed,&lt;br /&gt;don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;So what is behind the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what the word FAMILY means?&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-8896540639894102341?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/8896540639894102341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=8896540639894102341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8896540639894102341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8896540639894102341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-family.html' title='For Family'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-4556282736111751388</id><published>2009-01-29T11:34:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:46:55.868+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Meri Kavita..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SYFMgfpIF1I/AAAAAAAAABI/IxfkD-DJ5sg/s1600-h/untitled[1].9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296598757897934674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SYFMgfpIF1I/AAAAAAAAABI/IxfkD-DJ5sg/s200/untitled%5B1%5D.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SYFJhpTvsnI/AAAAAAAAABA/EQXPEGjmkCo/s1600-h/untitled[1].9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although I have written this poem few months back but thought of publishing it today..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Din gujre kitne, kitne manjar badalgaye,&lt;br /&gt;Kamyaabi ke na jaane hum kitni shikhar par chadh gaye,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Har kadam, har mod par tujhko hi bas talasha,&lt;br /&gt;Par hamein akela chodh tum itne aage badh gaye,&lt;br /&gt;Ki siskiya na sun sake meri,&lt;br /&gt;Na dard hi samjha kiye, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilteza ki lakho maine,&lt;br /&gt;Aanso bhi beh kar thak gaye,&lt;br /&gt;Teri jhuti shaan ke aage,&lt;br /&gt;Hazzaro baar haas k jhuk gaye, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khodiya khud ko ,khud se begane ho gaye,&lt;br /&gt;Par tum to ek pal me hi humse ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yu anjane ho gaye, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiski aanchal me itna sukun tha tujhko,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ki mere aashiyaane ko yu suna kar gaye,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shikwa nahi hain tujhse ki,&lt;br /&gt;Tu wo nahi jo socha tujhe, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shikwa to khud ki nazro se hai,&lt;br /&gt;Jinhe hum apna samjha kiye, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Par ye nazre hi to bewafa nikle ,&lt;br /&gt;Tujhe pehchanne me dhoka kar gaye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4793584506648787074-4556282736111751388?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/4556282736111751388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=4556282736111751388' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/4556282736111751388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/4556282736111751388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-composition.html' title='Meri Kavita..!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SYFMgfpIF1I/AAAAAAAAABI/IxfkD-DJ5sg/s72-c/untitled%5B1%5D.9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-5643802267967937462</id><published>2009-01-16T23:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:09:44.795+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"I am loving it..!!"</title><content type='html'>I know , I know I am 15 days late for talking about resolution but there are still 350 days left for the year to go, the year has just started. I just had lots in my head to do this year and was so much in a mood to note it down once and for all. My last year resolution was 1) to be punctual 2) to be a better person. And I am pretty happy that I sticked to it. I don’t remember when was the last time I was late and let the person wait for me. That is really a big achievement for me coz I remember how in school days I was a regular late comer and standing in late comers queue was very common to me, every morning I had dispute with my sis coz she was always in time had to stand in the late comers line without any fault of her. Waking up early is always a big task for me and I just hate it from the bottom of my heart...My organic chemical classes used to get started at 6:30 morning ..and I used to wake up at 6:35... and after that anybody can very well think how I used to reach there running and then panting like dogs.... lol..&lt;br /&gt;Even in my B.Tech days my friend used to pick me up from the hostel and then we used to go together on her scooty and whenever she came to the hostel to pick me up I was not ready..and be in bathroom..and then her regular extortion ..."ab main ja rahi hu tujhe chhod ke aaram se nahati reh..kal se khud se aana main nahi aaungi lene" but I knew she wont do anything like this.. then she would carry all my stuffs like watch, bag, lock, books and used to say"bas ab room se bahar niklo baaki kaam neeche chalte chalte karna .." and all that stuffs were handed to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And “Jab We Met situation” of Kareena is very common to me ..I even had a worse situation...Once I was late on the way and reached the station at 6:30 and the train’s departure time was 5:25...when I reached the station I jumped and asked to the coolie..”shramjeevi express gayi kya..?" he said “nahi madam late hain..” and I was exceptionally happy thanks to the indian railway.. :-)&lt;br /&gt;In third year when I was going with my friend  for our training in TML, Jamshedpur, we had to first go to my hometown and then to jamshedpur As she was localité all her relative came to see off her to the station as it was the first time she was going out of her town. They all were waiting for me and just 5 minutes were left for the train to arrive. I dint have the cell phone too so that they could contact me and when I was not there till the announcement for the train was made , her father told…I think she wont be coming…we should go back..and my friend…oh GOD her face…it was as if now she will start crying bitterly..and suddenly Shivani,the greatest made the entry..I was not in hurry as it was a normal situation for me but all of them were so relieved by having my glance…&lt;br /&gt;And so many of the likes train stories are there...but I really worked on my resolution and I am always punctual everywhere….everytime..no matter what... and "I am loving it"..&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to my second resolution 2) be a better person...hey don’t think that I am a bad person just coz of this resolution ..no no there is nothing like that..actually I don’t like dual character people neither I can be one.. I always be straightforward and buttering and all is not my cup of tea. But in today’s world, person “not being dual” is an exception but I hate it...however important and beneficial that person turns out for me but if I don’t feel like talking to him/her be sure I won’t..but sometime I find that being straight forward I hurt people who are a bit senti type or those you are a bit egoistic..not deliberately but it just happen. So i took the resolution "be straightforward but don’t let it hurt people..speak your heart but cautiously". And by adopting it strictly I was really feeling happy and a bit content.&lt;br /&gt;So these two transition although very small made a big change in me.&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to my this year resolution..this year I have very different type of resolution as I mentioned in the last post..I am planning to visit three places this year..apart from this I will be regular with my yoga..and few are in my professional front.. and the one in personal front is not be impulsive with my decision take time to decide and most important "try to be content with whatever you have and be happy"....live for today..!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope I will stick to them..ATB to me :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-5643802267967937462?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/5643802267967937462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=5643802267967937462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5643802267967937462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5643802267967937462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-loving-it.html' title='&quot;I am loving it..!!&quot;'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-6753815017028121730</id><published>2008-12-26T10:00:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:15:03.394+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SPAM..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thought of writing something at my blog on my birthday, but don't know what. Hmm..let me write my feelings for now. This is the first time that I am not with my mom on my birthday. It sound little childish but my weakest link is my family, they are my strength as well as my weakness. Youths general meaning of enjoyment is to go out for movie, shopping and eating out with friends, but if someone asks me what you enjoy the most, my answer is "Just let me be at my home with my mom and sis chatting over a cup of tea. " Seriously, this is the best moment for me and enjoy it like anything. And if I am all alone at my place my meaning of enjoyment is to sleep, sleeep and sleep. Going out has been always a headache for me..I don't know why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;During my B.Tech days I happened to be the first in our group to plan for any movie and also the first one to make excuses for not joining them. Later my friends became familiar about my strong unwillingness to go out and they knew it very well that its really tough to take her out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyways , this year I am planning to "TRY" enjoy roaming and visiting new places because I have seen almost all my friends go crazy about visiting new places, and whenever I tell anyone that I don't like roaming and all they look at me in such a weird way and comment (common saying) "how you don't like visiting new places yaar , means how can anybody dislike it." So this year shivai007 has decided to be on the mission "find what make people crazy about new places" Iss baar to raaz kholna hi hoga . Three places are on my hit list : Agra (na na not that famous 'pagalkhana' but more famous 'Taj Mahal' ), Vaishno Devi (with mom), Shirdi (don't know with whom..will see who is free at that time).&lt;br /&gt;For today, I am planning to take half day leave and go out for movie "Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi" , no work at office 70 % of the employees are on leave, office looks so dull. (And going out will give me a feeling as today is my birthday.. :-) ,else the day will end up in office itself) .&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I should wind up some left out work as I have to leave early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Apologies for spamming.."bas dil ke arma blogging me beh gaye.."ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all in advance..!!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-6753815017028121730?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/6753815017028121730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=6753815017028121730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/6753815017028121730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/6753815017028121730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-know-what-i-have-to-writejust-know.html' title='SPAM..!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-4286476042165312075</id><published>2008-12-18T15:54:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:16:17.626+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophical'/><title type='text'>I am Unique..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No two people in this whole world have the same fingerprint. Even the identical twins don't have identical fingerprints. Now you must be wondering "what is new about this info. This is a well known fact". I agree with you, but I am just trying to interpretate this fact in a little philosophical way. This fact clearly defines that we all have different thinking power and way, different moods at the same time, different choices, different tastes et al. To be precise” WE ALL ARE DIFFERENT". Now think it from another angle, how much effort the GOD might have put in, to ensure that no two person in this world be similar. How many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;permutations and combinations would have been incorporated in just a small area of about say 25 mm square of the thumb impression. But are we really appreciating HIS efforts? "Efforts..means..what effort?" you scream. HIS effort &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to make us different. Although he don't leave any chance from his side for the same but we, the PEOPLE always try to come out from our UNIQUENESS to be another common person. The greatness of all successful people lies in their uniqueness. They never intented to follow anyone's path but to make their own. I really have a strong dislike for those people who tries to follow the other person blindly. I am sure you must have gone through, if not many then atleast one such person in your life. Some of you must have faced this problem at home itself. I am bit lucky in this context with my parents but not all my friends are that much lucky. I have heard 'n' number of times from them that their parent always says some of these lines "See A, how he studied in XYZ coaching institute and get into MNP college, which is the top institute of India" (meaning if he will also join XYZ he will be getting into MNP )," You don’t study at proper time, see A he studies in the morning and you..you study during night..thats the major cause of your failure..from tomorrow you will be studying in morning itself.. " and something like,"See.. he went to Bangalore and just in few days he has handful of jobs and you are insisting me to let you go to NCR...I am sure you must have lots of friends in NCR.."(Irrespective of the fact that A is s/w engineer and B is a mechanical engineer obviously the exposure for A in Bangalore will be far better than that of B). There are lots and lots of such lines spoken on daily basis and even the child become used to them till he grows up. These lines not only temper with his self-esteem and self-confidence but also with his decision making capability. I am not at all saying that we shouldn't learn from the lives of GREAT people, they have been able to mark their presence in their respective fields, made their names into history because of their greatness, so definitely their lives have lot to learn... simply many things but while in the learning process keep the other factors also into consideration. And also mind that they have many qualities which should be admired but it's MANY not ALL. Even the Greatest person ever born on this Earth has something which is "not so good" about him or to be straight: has something BAD. And even the worst person in this world has for sure something, which is good. Even the notorious terrorist has one good quality in him: he has passion for whatever he is doing..may sound weird but that’s true. Just remember one thing: everyone in this world knows SOMETHING which you don't know or can do SOMETHING which you can't do. Even a cobbler know something (the skill to stitch shoe ) which you don’t know. So in one line "Listen to everyone, learn from everyone, but don’t follow everything blindly, customize it for yourself”.&lt;br /&gt;And always always and always keep in mind that "You are different". So enjoy your UNIQUENESS (as I do..lol..).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-4286476042165312075?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/4286476042165312075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=4286476042165312075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/4286476042165312075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/4286476042165312075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-of-us-are-different.html' title='I am Unique..!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-7774309968985897503</id><published>2008-12-18T15:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:11:35.079+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Women prefer XLRI and Symbiosis Schools the most:PG B-School Ranking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;IIM Indore enters top 10, Narsee Monjee gains 3 places and DoMS, IIT Delhi overtakes VGSoM, IIT Kharagpur in the 2009 edition of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rankings.pagalguy.com/" target="_blank" mce_href="http://rankings.pagalguy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PaGaLGuY.com B-school Rankings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. View what 6,000 Indians think about India's b-schools in the biggest b-school rankings survey ever conducted in India. Read exclusive opinion columns by Deans and professors from the IIMs, SP Jain and industry leaders.&lt;br /&gt;While it is true that management education in India is evolving at afast pace - what with efforts by business schools to advance technologically, to reach out to and become more relevant to the larger international scene, expanding the relevance of education to specific business domains that show promise - none of these changes are as substantial in a single year as to show up in perceptions of people in consecutive years.It is hence little surprise that only a handful of b-schools showdrastic movements in the PaGaLGuY.com B-school Rankings compared to their rankings in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rankings.pagalguy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;previous year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The Indian Institute of Management (IIM), Ahmedabad is undisputedly number 1 across all regions of India. Except in among respondents from East India who have rated IIM Calcutta as the second more preferred b-school, IIM Bangalore is undisputed number 2 across all regions.The Indian School of Business (ISB), Hyderabad is consistently ranked at number 4 immediately after the top 3 IIMs, except among people in West India who rank it at 3 above IIM Calcutta. A pioneer of one-year programs, it seem to be the immediate next choice of people after the IIMs.&lt;br /&gt;All IIMs except the one at Shillong feature in the top 10 this year, while all except one schools of management run under the Indian Institutes of Technology (IITs) feature between top 20 and 30. This is a clear indication that people place the IIM education brand among top 10 while the IIT MBA brand is generally placed later in the top 30.Last year at the 11th position, IIM Indore breaks into top 10 of the PaGaLGuY.com B-school Rankings in this edition, one position above IIM Kozhikode. This is interesting, considering that the Kozhikode IIM is older than the one at Indore.&lt;br /&gt;IIM Shillong,ranked at 24 this year will take some years to live up to the IIM brand. Considering how tough the older IIMs are finding it to place students for summer internships this year, IIM Shillong will not have it any easier. Prevailing economic conditions will not make this easy either.Like IIM Shillong, the second campuses of schools such as Institute of Management Technology (IMT), Ghaziabad at Nagpur and Symbiosis Institute of Business Management (SIBM), Pune at Bangalore have not been able to cash in on the reputation of their mother brands yet. While IMT Ghaziabad is ranked nationally at 15, IMT Nagpur is 35 ranks lower at 50. SIBM Bangalore is ranked at 33, 16 ranks lower than its veteran SIBM Pune. People are not buying into the brand without taking a reality check on what the school can deliver back.&lt;br /&gt;The other well known cluster of schools under the Symbiosis International University do not have a well demarcated position in people's perception as the IIM or IIT brands do. SIBM, Pune, the top Symbiosis school in the rankings is at 17, two places lower than its previous year's ranking of 15. Between SIBM Pune and Symbiosis Institute of Operations Management (SIOM), Nasik which is ranked at 67, there are six Symbiosis schools scattered across various levels. This is a place where the explicit absence of differentiation between IIM and IIT schools might be working in their favor and getting them ranked within a very short range of each other. Because each one of the Symbiosis schools have tried to work on a specific niche (Human Resources, Operations Management, Telecom Management and more), people can tell the academic nature of each of these schools from the other, therefore scattering these schools across the rankings.For the first time, we featured two schools of management run by the government-owned National Institutes of Technology (NITs) - ranked by our respondents as: NIT Trichy at 55 and NIT Durgapur at 74. The reputation of IITs and NITs as good engineering schools does not seemto be carrying through to their MBA programs. In fact, the most preferred engineering MBA school in the PaGaLGuY.com B-school Rankings is the National Institute of Industrial Engineering (NITIE) at Mumbai, ranked at 16. Among the biggest movers this year are the two IIT departments of management at IIT Delhi and IIT Kanpur, jumped 4 and 10 ranks up to register at 21 and 26 respectively this year.The two NITs are part of the nine new schools we added to the rankings this year. Midway into the rankings, the department of management studies at the Indian Institute of Science (IISc), Bangalore declared that they were closing their MBA program due to its non-viability. The school had to be removed from the rankings.The New Delhi-based International Institute of Management (IMI) has been steadily rising across all major b-school ratings and in the PaGaLGuY.com B-school Rankings 2009, it stands at 31, up three positions from its rank in the previous year. Similar increases are seen by Mumbai's KJ Somaiya Institute of Management and Research and Welingkar Institute of Management.Amity School of Business, Noida slides 3 ranks lower in people's preference to 65, contradicting beliefs that perceptions are basically creations of marketing and advertising.&lt;br /&gt;Source:Pagalguy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-7774309968985897503?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/7774309968985897503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=7774309968985897503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/7774309968985897503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/7774309968985897503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/12/women-prefer-xlri-and-symbiosis-schools.html' title='Women prefer XLRI and Symbiosis Schools the most:PG B-School Ranking.'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-8450960265097163660</id><published>2008-08-26T22:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:12:49.569+05:30</updated><title type='text'>More PPOs, less direct placements at B-schools as economy slides</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The global credit crunch, high oil prices and rising inflation rates may impact campus placements at Indian B-schools for the coming year, say faculty members in-charge of placements across a wide section of business schools. PaGaLGuY.com investigates what lies in store for India’s business schools for the placement season of 2008-09.&lt;br /&gt;“Global financial markets continue to be fragile and indicators of systemic risk remain elevated” reported the Global Financial Stability Report of the International Monetary Fund (IMF) on July 28, 2008. Inflation in India is at a 13-year high, driven by the soaring cost of food and fuel.“The situation is serious even at the Indian Institutes of Management (IIMs). At some, PPOs (pre-placement offers in for the batches of 2008) have been revoked. The overall scenario can be considered to be dim,” comments a prominent official from IIM Calcutta who did not wish to be named. Other IIMs were not willing to confirm this fact. The faculty in charge of placements at IIM Indore observes, “Companies and lower tier B-schools are bargaining over students as if they’re vegetables!”For the batches graduating in 2009, the IIMs expect a 20-25 percent increase in pre-placement offers. However, even the pre-placement offers will not help remove doubts about how final placements will be. “One needs to understand that for a company participating in final placements, the cost of recruitment per student is over Rs one lakh. This would mean that more companies would participate in summer placements, some may opt out of final placements and participate in summer placements and give out a higher number of pre-placements offers than normal,” explains Professor Prashant Salwan, Chairman-Placements at IIM Indore.“Even at the top IIMs and other quality colleges such as MDI Gurgaon, companies may opt out of placements or recruit fewer students than usual. At these institutes the pool of companies will remain similar with one or two companies opting out. The lower ranked colleges will be severely affected,” comments Professor Subir Verma, Chairman (PGP) at Management Development Institute (MDI), Gurgaon.Professor CS Venkata Ratnam, Director International Management Institute (IMI) Delhi, says, “Some banks have delayed the joining dates for MBA graduates. Usually students join in the months of July or August but this year it hasn’t been so. Banks are waiting for the situation to improve.” Earlier this year, ICICI Bank (India’s largest private bank) had said that it would not announce any annual promotions and large bonuses this year. The bank had explained that the move was aimed at reducing costs in a less optimistic economic environment.The media had also reported that Oracle and IBM have had to engage in cost-cutting exercises such as lower salary hikes and removal of employees’ fringe benefits respectively. “I do know of students who were placed in the software sector and have been asked to join later in the year than what is usually the case,” adds Professor Salwan of IIM Indore. He goes on to say, “Many new companies will be coming on B-school campuses. Cost-cutting will cause more outsourcing and hence consultants will be well off. Further, a lot of students, particularly engineers, who had opted for finance are now shifting to operations. Reason being that going by current trends, corporate finance will be the important sector in finance. Work in this sector requires much more training and a thorough knowledge of finance (thereby implying that engineers will not have it easy to shift to finance and would have to look at alternatives such as operations). Of course the importance of corporate finance is subject to the involvement of Foreign Institutional Investors and may change in the next few months.”“In the last 15-20 years, the focus has been more on IT. It is high time we started looking beyond this technology. We need to look at promoting innovations and ownership of intellectual properties,” Infosys Technologies CEO and MD K Gopalakrishnan had commented at a press conference held earlier this month.&lt;br /&gt;“Companies and sectors go through a cycle. The situation in the IT sector will result in old sectors such as manufacturing, civil and cement coming to the fore. The playing field will be level now that the salary offered by IT firms will no longer be a huge attraction. Students will now be required to be prove themselves at the time of placements, have a clear vision as regards their career and not simply jump into companies without thinking!” explains Mr CS Somu, Chairman – Admissions at SDM-IMD, Mysore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy:&lt;br /&gt;Harsh Maskara&lt;br /&gt;Pagalguys.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-8450960265097163660?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/8450960265097163660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=8450960265097163660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8450960265097163660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8450960265097163660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-ppos-less-direct-placements-at-b.html' title='More PPOs, less direct placements at B-schools as economy slides'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-8255366793940662767</id><published>2008-05-30T16:10:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:02:07.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'>...coz "SHE" worth it...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Many a time you just feel so low. You don't know whats the reason behind this, you just feel frustrated and irritated. Might be that you are angry with someone and a greater chance is that you are angry with yourself. Sometime you don't get what you want or the life is not going the way you want it to and at that point of time there is high chance that you will take out all your frustration at the weaker sections (might be in power or post or age etc.) or at that person who loves you unconditionaly i.e, it doesn't makes much difference to them whether you love them or not,whether you talk to them properly or not.They will keep you loving the way they used to ,ever and always. And I think one of those person who is with you always in all your odd and even time is your "mother".&lt;br /&gt;The mother's day has crossed , but its said that to express your feeling you just don't need a day. I fully agree to this statement.&lt;br /&gt;Through all my experience ,what I have observed is that the whole world can go against you but the person who will be with you without slightest change in her attitude even at your odd times is no one else than your mother. Her unadulterate love can't replace any body else in the whole world. She is the one who compromises with all her happiness so that you can grow up well and tries to do the maximum she can so that you stand properly on your feet , get name and fame . Its rightly said " har ma ko apne bachhe achhe sur sache lagte hai". Yup its true to an extent. I have seen many cases,where the mother spend her whole life for her child , compromises with everything , so that her child gets a better future, but when he grows up, stand on his feet, get name and fame , he just forget who brought him to his present situation? Whose compromised of not having one more cloth for his extra books.&lt;br /&gt;Who walked 3 km on foot to save 10 rupees so that she can buy biscuit for him and who just forget all her pain and suffering she is going through by just having one glance at his success. Who else it can be apart from your mother? Your lover, yor kins, your sibling , your friends? Naaa..At one time or the other , they have some complain with you, but a mother is a mother .&lt;br /&gt;This post of mine is decated to all the mothers who have compromised with their daily lives to give their child a better future. And my Ma is also one of them. I just can't return even a fraction of what she has given to me. Even a million dollar will not equate to her indepth and true love. But before winding up with this post I want to convey this story to all the readers. I heard this one in radio fm, but it really touched me till the bottom of my heart. Although it was an audio and a script can't match the emotion, but I just can't resist myself from sharing it to you all.&lt;br /&gt;It goes likethis-&lt;br /&gt;A son tell to his mother " maa main itni der se bell baja raha hu aur aapko sunai nahi deta".&lt;br /&gt;Maa-'kya"?&lt;br /&gt;Beta-"main itni der se bell baja raha hu aur aap ho ki sunai nahi de raha tha".&lt;br /&gt;Maa(smiles innocently)-"haan sunai hi nahi diya".&lt;br /&gt;Beta(irritated)-" aapko to ek baar me kuch samajh me hi nahi aata".&lt;br /&gt;Ma (murmers)-tumhe bhi kabhi nahi aata tha bete, farak bas itna hai ki main tujhe apna samajh kar samjhati thi aur tum bojhh samajh kar batata hai..&lt;br /&gt;Maa smiles and went in her past and remembers.&lt;br /&gt;Beta-" ma ye kya hai".&lt;br /&gt;Ma-"ye indra dhanush hain"&lt;br /&gt;Beta-"kya"?&lt;br /&gt;Ma-indradhanush..&lt;br /&gt;Beta-kaun sa dhanush ?&lt;br /&gt;Ma (smiles)- indra dhanush..bolo indra aur dhanush..&lt;br /&gt;Beta- achha indra dhanush ..thik kaha na ??&lt;br /&gt;Ma- haan&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the story is-&lt;br /&gt;When you don't understand anything SHE don't mind repeating it as many times you ask..but you just don't bother to answer her questions when you don't need her any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we forget all the things she has done for us. So, my one and only messege to everyone is "love your mother and respect her always....SHE really worth it !!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-8255366793940662767?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/8255366793940662767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=8255366793940662767' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8255366793940662767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/8255366793940662767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/05/many-times-you-just-feel-so-low.html' title='...coz &quot;SHE&quot; worth it...!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-9054166172644846311</id><published>2008-05-16T13:25:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:52:50.501+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gurgaon or Guurrrr,its a Gaon...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Although I never wanted to be in Delhi/NCR region..but destiny dragged me to this place "the millenium city" Gurgaon. The problem here is not one which can be just listed and sorted out. But the list of problems is so long that it can roll down the whole highway.&lt;br /&gt;The first problem I faced just after stepping in here is of conveyance...You really need to have your own vehicle..&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Delhi there is no proper bus facility . Even though buses are there for few routes ,their frequency is very low...the time taken sometimes to reach a particular place fall short of the time waiting for the bus..&lt;br /&gt;Another problem is costly accomodation...those who owns a house or a building behaves as if they have conquered the whole planet..&lt;br /&gt;And the rate of rent shoots up so high...getting just a bed at just an okay place will cost you more than the charges of your monthly rent, food and conveyance altogether at chennai.&lt;br /&gt;And now comes the people, the people out here are so self-centered that they just don't care for anybody...but mark it they will be your best friend at times...obviously when they need something from you.&lt;br /&gt;Their whole life revolves around just two things..1) their respective job and job prospects during weekdays ..and 2) their bf/gf whatever the case may be during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;The life here is very practical and extremely fast… One sunday passed after the other...turning days into months and month into years.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to explore Guragon you will end up with just three places: Malls, Malls and more Malls.&lt;br /&gt;In the initial days I used to hate this place like hell. Use to feel so lonely as if I am all alone in this world..I just didn't wanted to expand my social link either.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't trusted anyone...coz I know people here are just made of flesh..no soul..no heart..&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't tolerate dual character people at all…I prefered to be alone over involving in fake frienship…&lt;br /&gt;I was really frustrated to my tolerance limit..I even joined "I HATE GURGAON" commitee on ORKUT..&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was living in a posh area, I used to hate the place where I was living....you can only see homes and cars...but no person... I just hated the silence..I simply hate silence…. Then later I thought to change the place...I shifted to a place where middle class people were living , the kids used to play on road..shouting to the peak of their throat capacity..the atmosphere was lively...&lt;br /&gt;Gradually I started liking this place I even made few good friends..who didn't have so high profile and huge pay package but they had a nice soul...and thats what I was searching for..&lt;br /&gt;Now, I like this place and even unjoined from that community on orkut..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I just don’t understand…who kept its name as “Gurgaon”… very wrong selection of name…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being “jeena yaha marna yaha iske siwa jaana kahan”….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-9054166172644846311?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/9054166172644846311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=9054166172644846311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/9054166172644846311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/9054166172644846311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/05/gurgaon-or-guurrrrits-gaon.html' title='Gurgaon or Guurrrr,its a Gaon...!!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-1057460057178733508</id><published>2008-05-14T17:09:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:22:13.098+05:30</updated><title type='text'>dats what you call...PNB..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Few days back, I had to deposite a sum of money in PNB, fountain chawk, Gurgaon .Generally I want to take complete rest and don't want to move anywhere from my room during weekends but as it was urgent so couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Going out had been always a great tension for me. From friday night itself I was planning at what time I have to wake up the next day to reach the bank before 12:30 am (as the bank closes after that). Then it just clicked in my mind that I have to go to HSBC first to withdraw the money before depositing it to PNB. So, I decided to wake up early at 10:00 (thats what you call it during weekends) to reach HSBC . As per the plan I woke up early feeling soooo proud of myself to rise sooo early on weekend.&lt;br /&gt;The sun outside was terrible, resisting my soul to go out and the mercury was shooting 43+ some digits after decimal. I just crawled out of my house obviously unwillingly..Anyhow I managed to reach PNB after completing the work at HSBC...and thereafter my miserable story began...yup thats what you call when you have an account with any PSU bank. I reached there and was standing in a long queue waiting for my turn. Just two people were left before me and suddenly the lady at that counter said..."No more work can be done now...the link is fail"..&lt;br /&gt;"Wah ?? standing since long, coming out in such an scorching heat and the result...totally reverse...and what next?? I have to wait for the next saturday...and most terrible...have to come again in such a killing summer?? No.. better I should wait here than to go back and come again the next week..disturbing my sweet sleep of saturday morning...no...no way..I have to do something"..that all came to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;I just asked the lady at the counter..that how much time it will take ..she said.."can't say last day it took 3-4 hours... "&lt;br /&gt;3-4 hours..oh no...but its better than coming again the next week..&lt;br /&gt;The lady at the counter was sooo dogmatic sort of lady...she had close cropped hair..was wearing bead necklace and was looking as the sibling of laluji...(haan haan apne laluji..)&lt;br /&gt;She was behaving as if she is ruling the world and we all are begger , begging her to deposit our cash..that is the problem I have noticed at these govt. organisation...there you beg like anything...I am depositing the money still begging as I am asking for their money...see the private banks how nicely they treat you...as a special guest...wanna to visit them again and again contrary to these old govt. banks...to hell with this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to my poor story..&lt;br /&gt;Till the time clock had turned half past 12..and the guard was asking everyone to leave...I asked the lady that I will be waiting till the link will start working...but soon the guard say that you all have to leave..&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to kill that lady..seriously... !&lt;br /&gt;Finally I left with no other option except to wait for yet another 7 days..what man ..why it always happens with me...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways came the next friday..."so next day I have to go there again"...slept with the thought at night.&lt;br /&gt;And what?? its 11:45 am !!! feeling soooo hungry...but wah... I had to reach there before 12:30...oh no...how will I manage it now...It takes 15 minutes from my home to fountain chawk when I be pedestrian ..and approx 10 minutes by rickshaw (as they go by the longer route)..after doing all these time calculations, I finally ended up with the decision to take an auto as it would take just 5 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;All in hurry I somehow managed to take an auto...but why I feeling sooo hungry..desperately want to eat something ...&lt;br /&gt;"Oh god...I am stuck in traffic now"...now I was so confused , as to wait in the tarffic or go walking...then suddenly the way was cleared and I reached my destination ..the great PNB..&lt;br /&gt;It was 12:25...just 5 minutes left..now I realized the importance of time..."time is money"..well said... !&lt;br /&gt;Just two person were there before my turn and no..whats it..the lady said" sorry the link is fail".. nooo...can't hear these words any more..its better to kill this lady and be in jail than to come here again..&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the person next to her counter said ..."it has started working now"...&lt;br /&gt;and finally I got the receipt of payment on my hand...I was feeling as if the I have won the battle...no not the battle but the WAR...&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to celebrate.."will eat something on the way"..&lt;br /&gt;My fingers just started searching for the money in the wallet....but oops.... just 3 bucks.!! what can I have with this trivial amount of money..."hey Shivani be optimistic never loose hope"..hmmm..hey I can have that roadside icecream....should try everything..that what life is all about...I came out of the bank and asked for icecream...and managed to get a white stick called creambar...and I would have hardly taken 2 bites of it and that icecream finished off...i cursed that vendor a lot...but thats what you can get out of this small amount...so no regret....but soon my cell rang ...its ma..."you have got the draft of your college caution money and I have deposited it in PNB will be encashed in few days"...noooo...no more of it..just can't handle it any more ..can't prepare again for "mission transaction from PNB"...or better said "WAR PNB-II".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a story of approx a month back ...but still the draft has not been cleared...&lt;br /&gt;So,dats what you call...PNB..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-1057460057178733508?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/1057460057178733508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=1057460057178733508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/1057460057178733508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/1057460057178733508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/05/dats-what-you-callpnb.html' title='dats what you call...PNB..!!!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-5715355695186666819</id><published>2008-05-08T11:51:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:20:50.947+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Arrey mujh par daya karoooo..."plzzzzzzzzzzzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey these words are not said by me, but someone who is near to you right now..any guess who is it??..jst try. ..it's near you..just turn your head around..couldn't find it..??&lt;br /&gt;its your lappy..or mobile..(who ever you exploit the most)..&lt;br /&gt;Can't u hear them saying that..?? try ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youths in today's scenario spend much of their time on them only..few spend hours glued to their cell phone chatting to their respective gf/bf ( sometime to others also)...doing all sort of irrelevant talks possible..that too to its minutest detail..for instance-if the gal say" today i got a green chilli in my dinner and it ws so annoying i jst wanted to kill the cook of my hostel/pg..."&lt;br /&gt;Then if guy wanna show that how much he loves and cares for her he will ask all the irrelevant question possible.."oh you got that damn green chilli..what was the shade of that green chili"(as if he will give that shade to asian paints to increase their shades by one more).."a bit darker?? the darker one ?? what was its length?? and thickness?? "(as if he will try to take out its volume so that he be conscious not to swallow chilli of that volume or if he wanna do some mental calculation on volume ..practice for CAT).. "how your cook cooks?? where is he from?...must be from bihar"(hey why to blame biharis for all odd person you meet..not fair, haan..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after having all the permutation and combination of questions the guy, finally settle down by saying .."take care from the next time..etc..etc.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please end up your call now, enough of your chilli discussion...seems to be equilvalent to the discussion of nuclear deal or even more ..you all don't want rest but give me some.."...no not the gal or the guy but the mobile will say so...(of course how much exploitation it can bear)...&lt;br /&gt;The battery (the best friend of cel) will help the cel to finally swith off ... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making odd faces, now the guy will enter into another world....the world of web and of course the world of "ORKUT"..&lt;br /&gt;Here soooo many of his friends (and unofficial gf) must be waiting for him..&lt;br /&gt;Not even a second after he logins ...so many "hi"s.. will fill up his scrapbook..as they were just waiting keeping their fingers on the key board to make the person their first prey....&lt;br /&gt;Here also so soon hindi chaating will replace, chatting( english).....&lt;br /&gt;All of these is the daily routine as we brush our teeth...&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I hear the cell ,the lappy saying...&lt;br /&gt;"Arrey mujh par daya karoooo..."plzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't you hear that, sometimes??&lt;br /&gt;Hey !! I m hearing it right now that too at a high decibel..&lt;br /&gt;I think right now my system is saying that...&lt;br /&gt;I sympathize for everyone may it be non living...&lt;br /&gt;So gotta go now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-5715355695186666819?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/5715355695186666819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=5715355695186666819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5715355695186666819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/5715355695186666819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/05/arrey-mujh-par-daya-karooooplzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='&quot;Arrey mujh par daya karoooo...&quot;plzzzzzzzzzzzz...'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793584506648787074.post-1863500536957369598</id><published>2008-05-07T17:08:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:40:04.601+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>My first post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey, this is my first post on bloggers.com. Although I keep on posting here and there but now I have got a proper place to share my views, experiences and what not!&lt;br /&gt;So keep visiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shivani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4793584506648787074-1863500536957369598?l=shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/feeds/1863500536957369598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4793584506648787074&amp;postID=1863500536957369598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/1863500536957369598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4793584506648787074/posts/default/1863500536957369598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shivani-blahblah.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-first-post.html' title='My first post!'/><author><name>Shivani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06470585177452689299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YsGvAe3Sk_U/SdmGuK-YWyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2pZw0gXQIhA/S220/confident+girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
