<?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-8883863</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:18:19.767+05:30</updated><title type='text'>En Veedu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-115454291530418307</id><published>2006-08-02T22:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:51:55.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Update After a really long time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;After my last post a lot of things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I got my Visa and I'll be going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Iowa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; in another 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;* Few of my sweetheart's relatives know about our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;* Met a few friends from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Iowa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; and well of course an apartment mate: D.&lt;br /&gt;* My good friend Ranjitha has joined ACJ and into Broadcast Journalism (Her fav... ;))&lt;br /&gt;* I quit Novell after 1 year and a few months (Great Experience...)&lt;br /&gt;* Got my bank loan sanctioned from PNB which happened in a span of few days. (If this hadn't happened I wouldn't have gone to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; won the World Cup (Zizu deserved one more world cup :(( )&lt;br /&gt;* Miami Heat won the NBA (Good work)&lt;br /&gt;* Floyd Landis won the Tour De France (Well at least as of now he has... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time of the day I can’t think of many things. But here starts a new journey and a part of my life where I need to prove a lot. (Hmm I' am not sounding philosophical, it is just that I' am scared:-ss). Wish me luck in my new endeavor and I will keep blogging about my experience. (This time around I will have regular updates).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-115454291530418307?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/115454291530418307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=115454291530418307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/115454291530418307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/115454291530418307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2006/08/update-after-really-long-time.html' title='Update After a really long time.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-114792776331997226</id><published>2006-05-18T09:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-18T10:19:23.376+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BARCA ARE THE CHAMPIONS !!!</title><content type='html'>Well I havent posted for a few days and time to start off again. And this time with the news of the best team in Europe undoubtedly. The match was a thriller it had everything in it to be called a "BIG FINAL". Here is more http://www.uefa.com/competitions/UCL/FixturesResults/Round=2205/match=1108503/Report=RP.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-114792776331997226?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/114792776331997226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=114792776331997226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/114792776331997226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/114792776331997226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2006/05/barca-are-champions.html' title='BARCA ARE THE CHAMPIONS !!!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-114197921663060290</id><published>2006-03-10T13:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:56:56.643+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Uppi Dialogues in English</title><content type='html'>U can study and get any certificates.. but  u cannot get ur death certificate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U may have AIRTEL or BSNL connection but when u sneeze u ll say HUTCH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can bcom an engineer if u study in Engineering college .. u cannot bcom a president if u study in Presidency College &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can expect a BUS from a BUS stop ... u cannot expect a FULL from FULL stop &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mechanical engineer can bcom a mechanic but a software engineer cannot bcom a software &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can find tea in tea cup.. but cannot find world in world cup &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can find keys in Key board but u cannot find mother in mother board..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-114197921663060290?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/114197921663060290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=114197921663060290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/114197921663060290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/114197921663060290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2006/03/uppi-dialogues-in-english.html' title='Uppi Dialogues in English'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-114184233631294449</id><published>2006-03-08T23:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-08T23:55:36.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary !!!</title><content type='html'>Well on this day a certain someone was born and most importantly I met the certain someone. On this day a year back I met my lady love and she has made me feel special all through the year and everymoment. So here I go wishing a "Happy Anniversary" to myself and my lady love. Thank you for everything :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-114184233631294449?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/114184233631294449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=114184233631294449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/114184233631294449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/114184233631294449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary !!!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-114102378716101660</id><published>2006-02-27T12:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-27T12:33:07.226+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Loud Speakers and Losers yelling :(</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't blogged for a long time now and I have social issue to write about. Yesterday was Shivaratri. There were 6-8 loud speakers in the temple and half a dozen or more outside the temple. I believe in God and I appreciate people playing religious songs and religious numbers but one doesn't have to "blaze" it to that extent. The worst part was that people who were staying awake all night were entertained by the others there and they killed the people outside as well. The worst part is when people in Bangalore celebrate Rajyostava day all through the year. It is true trust me last month near my place and all that was played were songs from "Jogi". Now that is bad. What are the police and government doing regarding this.... God only knows!!! Till then I will have listen to bad music on wrong days for all the holy reasons. (*sigh*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-114102378716101660?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/114102378716101660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=114102378716101660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/114102378716101660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/114102378716101660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2006/02/loud-speakers-and-losers-yelling.html' title='Loud Speakers and Losers yelling :('/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-113859257657376646</id><published>2006-01-30T09:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-30T09:12:56.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: July 15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take life as it is, and you find happiness in a variety of things.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be close to family and friends. But it's hard to get into your inner circle.&lt;br /&gt;Making the little things wonderful is important to you, and you probably have an inviting home.&lt;br /&gt;You seek harmony with others, but occasionally you have a very stubborn streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your intense optimism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You shy away from exploring your talents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Jade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: June&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-113859257657376646?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/113859257657376646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=113859257657376646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113859257657376646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113859257657376646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2006/01/your-birthdate-july-15-you-take-life.html' title=''/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-113635613410628953</id><published>2006-01-04T11:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:58:54.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SUPERMAN !!!</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Superman&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Superman&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=80&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 80%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Flash&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=80&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 80%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Lantern&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=80&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 80%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Iron Man&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=65&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 65%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Robin&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=62&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 62%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Supergirl&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=45&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 45%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hulk&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Spider-Man&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=35&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 35%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Batman&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=25&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 25%&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are mild-mannered, good, &lt;BR&gt;strong and you love to help others.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero"&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-113635613410628953?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/113635613410628953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=113635613410628953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113635613410628953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113635613410628953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2006/01/superman.html' title='SUPERMAN !!!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-113612655395497494</id><published>2006-01-01T20:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-01T20:12:36.040+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well one of the most interesting year I would say. I had a lot of learning to do and a lot of tests to pass. The most important mention goes to my lady love whom I met this year and till date has been the happiest moment :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a lot of new friends and of course got to know a lot of old friends a lot better. But my year 2005 has not yet ended will know a lot of the outcomes in the first few days of the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see how this year goes; a lot of my future will be decided in the first few months of 2006. I have to welcome 2006 with that much apprehension. I will update with my future posts!!!!  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-113612655395497494?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/113612655395497494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=113612655395497494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113612655395497494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113612655395497494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2006/01/bye-bye-2005.html' title='Bye Bye 2005'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-113553528296524562</id><published>2005-12-25T23:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-25T23:58:02.976+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday.</title><content type='html'>It has been more than a year and half since I know &lt;a href="http://ranjhu.blogspot.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;. I have learnt a lot from her and indeed a great pleasure in saying "Happy Birthday!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you read more and more and more !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-113553528296524562?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/113553528296524562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=113553528296524562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113553528296524562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113553528296524562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-113525058200440403</id><published>2005-12-22T16:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:53:32.796+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.0  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="root"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20051222;16511500"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt;            &lt;style&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Alas I can claim that I have some knowledge about community service and how to go about it. At least I can handle up to 50 kids and teach them what I intended to for that day. In this context there is a small thought that is running in my mind (but involves a lot of effort though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought Number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been to Adigas Hotel on Dispensary road and it was very bad to see the number of kids below 14 years working there. In fact all the others were also not very old they all would be around 18 years of age. My thought revolves around these kids (if I can call them so). I thought I will go to the person who runs the show at Adigas and tell him that we are ready to help these kids so that they acquire some knowledge of the world outside. Well what we (Myself and a friend of mine) are going to teach and how we are going to teach, we are not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought Number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We find a lot of kids on the main roads selling petty things and sometimes begging, which is a very bad sight indeed. My second thought involves around helping these people. As of now neither myself nor my friend have enough money to help these kids financially, so the only way we can help is part with the knowledge we have. I cannot stop them begging as I don't have anything with me to serve them but I sure can help them by taking some classes of what they should know and what they should do and what they shouldn't. Well on the one side it is a very big thought indeed but if my "Thought Number 1" is anywhere close to success then we shall start looking into this and start implementing some bits of this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I do not have any practical experiences with any of these thoughts I would like to at least move towards it optimistically.  We have to see whether it will work the way we want it to work. With a lots of hope and apprehension I step into a new role .... and hope that I can make a difference in any of these "kids" life !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-113525058200440403?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/113525058200440403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=113525058200440403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113525058200440403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113525058200440403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/12/thought.html' title='Thought.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-113515317498430539</id><published>2005-12-21T13:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-21T13:49:34.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Weird.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought that by sorting out differences between two people you will fall into both their bad books and they shake hands comfortably? Well that is what happened to me. Besides I' am laughing about it because I don't lose anything but it is extremely funny the way people react to certain things :D (Oops I'am not supposed to be happy.... well what the hell it doesn't matter now or it has never mattered).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-113515317498430539?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/113515317498430539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=113515317498430539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113515317498430539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113515317498430539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/12/weird.html' title='Weird.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-113461843068202597</id><published>2005-12-15T09:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-15T09:17:17.613+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What is happening to me ... well nothing serious just another boring post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.0  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="psantoshkumar"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20051215;9162700"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt;            &lt;style&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Yes indeed I agree I was supposed to blog more often than this, had a lot of incomplete work to take care of and yes now I' am totally free for another month at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so hear is a brief summary of what I have been upto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I' am planning to start a pirated DVD shop with one of my "I want to tag you" friends. We did see the scope of this business and we see a lot of profit in this ;)&lt;br /&gt;* There was an instance in the last week where my guesses just about got me a good response lets see if they actually turn fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;* Mis-understandings and mushy quarrels are something that one cannot avoid in a relationship, these are a type of learning indeed.&lt;br /&gt;* Work as such has been interesting with people trying to decide what I have to be doing after January, I' am actually praying something comes up good here. There is a lot of learning for me to do which will help me in all my future endeavors, it better !!!&lt;br /&gt;* I have started my reading this time it was "Angels and Daemons" and a P G Wodehouse. It is good to be reading again after a month of reading nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing I will be changing my cube at office going from a very isolated place to another where there are lot of people. This basically means basically making more friends, which is what I love to do. I just hope the people there would not mind me singing loudly ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-113461843068202597?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/113461843068202597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=113461843068202597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113461843068202597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113461843068202597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-is-happening-to-me-well-nothing_15.html' title='What is happening to me ... well nothing serious just another boring post.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-113272765998589279</id><published>2005-11-23T10:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-23T12:04:19.993+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back to blogging ways.</title><content type='html'>After a hectic three months initially with work and with other commitments I' am back to blogging. I have been through a lot these three months will elaborate all in the coming posts. And about whether I had a productive three months, well... yes I did to an extent but only time can tell whether I was sucessful or not. I' am actually praying for things to go my way because I have put in a lot of effort and don't want any of those to be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There also a few things that I need to take care of as well, I mean I have been tagged by people for asking them to write stuff for me, but when the time comes I shall say "Merry Christmas" ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-113272765998589279?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/113272765998589279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=113272765998589279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113272765998589279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/113272765998589279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-blogging-ways.html' title='Back to blogging ways.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-112528992652630295</id><published>2005-08-29T09:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:03:36.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nodi Swamy Navu irodhu hinge !!!</title><content type='html'>I have been living in Bangalore for the past 15 years, i.e., from the time when Brigade road was a two way and there used to cricket matches where there is the inner ring road from Domlur to Koramangla. What has happened to Bangalore these days ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is complaining about the traffic and the conditions of the roads and the flyovers but as citizens are we doing anything but blame and curse the politicians (who are the main reasons for all this calamity) and the authorities, including the police (the most inefficient people). What is going to happen to the so called "happening" place. It is already being spoken about that many of the IT bigshots are going to leave Bangalore, one way that will be good which means there the population will reduce a bit and there can be some re-building. Few years back when IT companies started opening up in Bangalore there was so much discipline in the city and the environment was appreciated by all, in fact Krishna almost treated all IT companies with great respect and provided a great infrastructure to survive. Roads were laid overnight and there used to be no significant "traffic jams" anywhere. Now with all the malls and other shopping complex everywhere there is crowd and chaos everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the old charm of Bangalore? Have KFC, Pizza Hut and the others taken over "Vidhyarthi Bhavan", "India Coffee House", "MTR"? When there is talk about making Mumbai an Union Territory why not Bangalore? I'm not very sure who can answer all this but looking back one answer to this could be "Krishna Nee Begane Baro" !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-112528992652630295?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/112528992652630295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=112528992652630295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112528992652630295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112528992652630295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/08/nodi-swamy-navu-irodhu-hinge.html' title='Nodi Swamy Navu irodhu hinge !!!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-112349263810352829</id><published>2005-08-08T14:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-08T14:47:18.103+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Attitude??</title><content type='html'>It is often observed that attitude is used as a metric to test the intelligence of an individual. But there are always been instances when people who show "Attitude" will not have knowledge in the relevant field, but inspite of that why is it so that it is such an important factor? Does that mean that if one possesses the "Attitude" whether right or wrong (we don't know that opens another new topic altogether), the individual has very high intelligence?!!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-112349263810352829?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/112349263810352829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=112349263810352829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112349263810352829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112349263810352829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/08/attitude.html' title='Attitude??'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-112226269732663698</id><published>2005-07-25T09:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-25T09:08:17.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"GOD" completed the 7th wonder !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.letour.fr/2005/TDF/LIVE/us/2100/index.html"&gt;Lance Armstrong does it again !!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-112226269732663698?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/112226269732663698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=112226269732663698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112226269732663698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112226269732663698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/07/god-completed-7th-wonder.html' title='&quot;GOD&quot; completed the 7th wonder !!!!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-112145187945442059</id><published>2005-07-15T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:54:39.463+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wiser by one more year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I turned 22. It was one of the most, well if I can put it the most interesting and special of the birthdays I have celebrated. I couldn't have asked for more than meeting the person I wanted to meet first thing in the morning that made my day. The "same reason" is now a part of my life which has a lot of added features over the last one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition from 21 to 22 has been that of a student to a working professional. It has been one of the most difficult transitions to make, lots and lots to learn, actually I can say that I have learnt twice more than what I had in my academics. A transition always means making new friends and that is exactly what I did, made a lot of friends, and well now I can claim to know a lot of interesting people. The last one year has also brought in me the quality of mental toughness. The best part of professional life is that it increases the maturity and the thought process involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year ahead looks really (really…. …. really) promising, again lots to learn. There is always that one wish that everyone has, "May all that I wish come true", me hoping for that philosophy to be working for me. At the moment there are many incomplete wishes, let me first try to accomplish them successfully, so let me wish myself a "Happy Birthday!!!".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-112145187945442059?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/112145187945442059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=112145187945442059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112145187945442059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112145187945442059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/07/wiser-by-one-more-year.html' title='Wiser by one more year.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-112021254547315871</id><published>2005-07-01T15:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-01T15:39:05.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Misinterpretations.</title><content type='html'>I hate to be misinterpreted. That is the worst thing that can ever happen to me. It has happened before but not to an extent where someone is hurt. I hate it, can't help it now difficult to convince people. All I can see is hard times ahead of me, and all in all end of an horrendous week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to start everything afresh next week onwards. There are times when obstacles are created by the person itself and that is exactly what I did. May be it is an opportunity to clear the obstacle by myself. Lets see only time can tell. For now I'm off, hating myself for something that I did not do but for something that I supposedly did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-112021254547315871?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/112021254547315871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=112021254547315871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112021254547315871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/112021254547315871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/07/misinterpretations.html' title='Misinterpretations.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111995205901262079</id><published>2005-06-28T13:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-28T15:17:39.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aniyan, Tell me your dreams.... Spot the difference !!</title><content type='html'>There have been adaptations and inspirations, I don't know where this one is going to fit. Shankar who creates this aura and curiosity for all his movies has made his audiences wait for a long time and eventually has disappointed to his standards for his latest venture "Aniyan". As always there is an attempt to bring a social theme but that has been subdued with Vikram's flambuoyant acting the only reason the movie will be a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story being a direct replication of "Tell me your dreams by Sidney Sheldon" and other split personality stories the screenplay could have been more effective. There had to be more stress on the social theme rather than the split personality. Vivek was at his best with the spontaneity that he showed a few years back, another reason to watch the movie. Music was sore, more because Harris Jeyaraj was new to the carnatic theme, Ilayraja or AR Rehman would have been a great option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk of the town will definetly be Vikram's acting, the last scene fetched more applause than that received by Tom Hanks for "Terminal" or "Cast Away". Split personlaty was potryaed flawlessly by Vikram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall if I had to be Khaled Mohammed would have given the movie three stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111995205901262079?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111995205901262079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111995205901262079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111995205901262079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111995205901262079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/06/aniyan-tell-me-your-dreams-spot.html' title='Aniyan, Tell me your dreams.... Spot the difference !!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111753997756194631</id><published>2005-05-31T17:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-01T11:09:29.946+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Karma.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the past two weeks my aunt has been suffering from liver cancer which was detected in its last stage. This weekend saw her demise because of the same disease. The struggle that she went through for the same time was to an observer unbearable. The first things that she said when we felt sorry for her struggle were that "this is my karma, let me face it in this birth itself!!” At that precise moment I remembered the statement made by Ramana Maha Rishi on the same lines, said that "It is my karma to suffer from cancer and hence it is my karma to struggle", the operation was carried out without any anesthesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything like Karma? Many believe that it is non-existent and just a sentimental faith but if that is true then why do few people struggle more than the other during birth and death and life. I being a neutral observer have this thought running for a long time and feeling it difficult to comprehend the concept of "Karma".&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111753997756194631?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111753997756194631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111753997756194631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111753997756194631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111753997756194631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/05/karma.html' title='Karma.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111647429396836940</id><published>2005-05-19T09:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-19T09:14:53.970+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Weddings these days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last week I had been to my nephew's marriage. My nephew is 5 years elder to me who is my sister's son, and my sister is as old as my dad. But the funniest part was that there was a reception the day before the actual marriage. That is how marriages are being conducted. The concept of having the reception the day before the marriage is kind of ridiculous, as the groom will introduce his bride as "Well she is my wife... but from tomorrow :)" (Give a big smile to everyone). The reason people give for this is that they can reduce the rent paid to the marriage hall which is paid in tens of thousands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one more sad part to the whole marriage thing - "A concert by a big or famous classical singer". Now that is what I call waste of money. It is believed that in the ancient days marriages were celebrated like an event which lasts for a week in south &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Then the custom used to be to have a cultural night to entertain the people who have come all the way for the wedding. The concert or the event will be watched and followed by the entire audience, unlike these days where there is a lot of noise when the performance is happening and no one to follow the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days marriages and especially "receptions" have become a source of projecting the status and the false vanity. There are always groups of people discussing about what the other person is wearing and what each person is up to these days in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding ceremonies used to be an event to remember. These days it has been an occasion to complete the formality of the invitation that is made to people. Has the time come for us to go back to the conventional marriages which lasted for days and was an occasion to remember with all the relatives getting together at one time?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111647429396836940?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111647429396836940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111647429396836940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111647429396836940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111647429396836940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/05/weddings-these-days_18.html' title='Weddings these days.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111632997216089122</id><published>2005-05-17T16:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-17T17:09:32.183+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Relatives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the past week there has been an overflowing crowd of relatives at home. Usually they used to ask me &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"How are you?”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How is work?"&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now they have only one question to ask&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"How is your health? When are you going to recover completely?" &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Liking a relative is also relative. The worst part is when a couple or more of old women get together. Every conversation of theirs has more negative thoughts than any constructive forethought. I guess the guys who make the "soap opera(s)" must be really proud as they could influence at least this set of people. My mom is one person who insists that I treat all my relatives equally with the same respect and same closeness. But "Naaah" that doesn’t appeal to me, relatives or not I guess they are people first. So isn't it fair to treat people by the way they approach life and the amount of appeal they for your positive thoughts!!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111632997216089122?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111632997216089122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111632997216089122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111632997216089122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111632997216089122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/05/relatives.html' title='Relatives.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111570694547323514</id><published>2005-05-10T12:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:05:45.493+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Help Needed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are times when one feels that what he knows is not enough at all. But he cannot even act as though he doesn't know because he is supposed to know it. But then who decides who should know what? This is some unanswered question. The human psyche is such that it wishes to learn a lot and everything, at the same time the learning is controlled by an external force or thing. I'm still in a confused in this aspect and still confused as to know what to learn and how fast!!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111570694547323514?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111570694547323514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111570694547323514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111570694547323514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111570694547323514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/05/help-needed.html' title='Help Needed.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111535523832349110</id><published>2005-05-06T10:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-06T10:26:30.093+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Story so far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once upon a time there lived a king who wanted to be with his sweetheart the “queen” all the time. They had a great time together and forgot the world around them when they were together. The king was in a little “I love her and I’m lost when with her” state. The queen is in much stable state. She keeps him in her control and in a state which she prefers and he loves to be controlled by her this way. Two months and there is a mutual appreciation and in a more obvious sense affection. The king still lives in the memory of the day he sang (yes he actually sang) “wonderful tonight” to her. He still can remember the way they spent the most romantic of moments in places where they did not bother about the crowd or friends or anyone around. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now that they are more in a settled framework they are planning their future. What to do and when to do what? The king has a future planned and just is praying that the future that he has thought of can be established. Every single time he thinks of the future there is that bit of apprehension. But now he doesn’t have to think alone everyday when he wakes up in the morning he knows there is always his queen to listen to him and assist him in planning their future and their life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111535523832349110?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111535523832349110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111535523832349110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111535523832349110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111535523832349110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/05/story-so-far.html' title='The Story so far.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111528180890836798</id><published>2005-05-05T13:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-05T14:00:08.913+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me... 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Me ... Me... !!!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111503083061940514</id><published>2005-05-02T15:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-02T16:17:10.620+05:30</updated><title type='text'>And they were all yellow....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The worst thing that can happen to anybody is to eat buttermilk and rice everyday with bland cooked vegetables. I know it is the most awful thing. And that is what I have been doing and all because of the weirdest disease called "Jaundice". The region in my eyes that were supposed to be white was yellow as though some kid that has paint in its hand just sprinkled it on a white paper. Another bad thing the medicine that is given for this disease makes one feel more hungry than normal that means more bland food. This is what my life is going to be for another two months, yeah TWO MONTHS!!! GOD SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I was struggling with fatigue there were some bright points. I have to thank my mother at this moment for the great care that she took like always. In fact she had to struggle more than me as she had to cook something that I can eat that does not cause any harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two weeks here I'm at work trying to concentrate and follow a strict diet (Oh btw I carry food from home!!!) hope this thing doesn’t worsen!!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111503083061940514?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111503083061940514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111503083061940514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111503083061940514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111503083061940514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-they-were-all-yellow.html' title='And they were all yellow....'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111345327758604646</id><published>2005-04-14T09:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-14T10:04:37.586+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thank You.</title><content type='html'>Let me start the way you did "The last one month has been one where I have had the best time of my life ...". Yes very true from my side too. While I'm struggling to fill in this column with words to appreciate the time I have spent with you, the sweetest sound that you are, express your emotions in an artistic way on a romantic evening and make me feel on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I ask for !!! Thank You !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111345327758604646?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111345327758604646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111345327758604646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111345327758604646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111345327758604646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank You.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111207903068000786</id><published>2005-03-29T12:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-29T12:20:30.683+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cricket craze.</title><content type='html'>I had been to watch the match on Sunday just to watch Afridi tear the Indian bowlers apart. The best part of the match was the crowd. There were people of all age groups and every time there was an appeal by any Indian bowler the entire crowd went up. It was indeed good fun. The best thing that could have happened to the ground here at Bangalore is the "Big Screen" as they call it. I think all Indian grounds should have this facility, it really helps the people present, it is like watching at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian cricket team all of sudden looks bad. The batting is awful. The so called best batting line-up seems to be good only on paper. Now after all that they drop Dinesh Karthik for the one-day series. The selectors shouldn't be complaining that they are not able to find a wicket keeper, it is their fault they should give the guy chance for a longer duration and in both forms, it was stupid on their part not to select him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111207903068000786?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111207903068000786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111207903068000786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111207903068000786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111207903068000786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/03/cricket-craze_28.html' title='Cricket craze.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-111086431920861679</id><published>2005-03-15T10:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-15T10:57:42.500+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Last few days of my first job.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today is the first day of my last week at McAfee. Like always I made a lot of friends, a lot in fact. I have learnt a lot from these guys. If at all there will be anything that I will miss is the coffee and lunch break where I had a great time everyday. There is not a single thing that we have not spoken about. At the end of the day, I wish to keep in touch with these guys more frequently and spend time may be not as an employee of McAfee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight months is very early quit, I still remember the day when I sent my resume to the HR here. At this point I have accept that I did not want to quit at all, only if the people here had given me something better and interesting, would have stayed back. But now no looking back, I have to do justice to my new employer. I'm just hoping that the new place will be a better place and I wish to have a better learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here begins my new novel!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-111086431920861679?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/111086431920861679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=111086431920861679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111086431920861679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/111086431920861679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-few-days-of-my-first-job.html' title='Last few days of my first job.'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-110923221239909564</id><published>2005-02-24T13:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-24T13:33:32.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Tonight.....</title><content type='html'>It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.&lt;br /&gt;And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"&lt;br /&gt;And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to a party and everyone turns to see&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.&lt;br /&gt;And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"&lt;br /&gt;And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel wonderful because I see&lt;br /&gt;The love light in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And the wonder of it all&lt;br /&gt;Is that you just don't realize how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head,&lt;br /&gt;So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed.&lt;br /&gt;And then I tell her, as I turn out the light,&lt;br /&gt;I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Eric Clapton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wish to say !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-110923221239909564?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/110923221239909564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=110923221239909564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110923221239909564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110923221239909564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/02/wonderful-tonight.html' title='Wonderful Tonight.....'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-110854072407946406</id><published>2005-02-16T13:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-16T13:28:44.080+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mark Knopfler in Bangalore!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/1022186.cms"&gt;Mark Knopfler is coming to Bangalore in March..!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-110854072407946406?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/110854072407946406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=110854072407946406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110854072407946406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110854072407946406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/02/mark-knopfler-in-bangalore.html' title='Mark Knopfler in Bangalore!!!!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-110732322000215767</id><published>2005-02-02T10:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-02T11:21:27.483+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Group Discussion as an elimination round...!!!</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The current trend in universities and even corporate is to conduct a "Group Discussion" to choose the right person to be part of their institution. At the end of the day what do they achieve from this, as the topics that are given are cliché topics, which everyone in the group is dying to talk about as they have read in the editorial of all the newspapers few weeks back. When 10 guys or girls who have never met before talk on a real "HOT" topic there is not going to be a discussion, but a brawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, the argument that the universities and corporate have is that they are able to assess many hidden qualities in the "candidate" (Wonder what they are actually looking for). What can a person impress 3 or 4 judges by talking for a maximum of a minute or two and how do these guys judge them in such a short duration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being all the B-School aspirants like me have to go through this phase of "I don't know why I'm doing this".....!!!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-110732322000215767?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/110732322000215767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=110732322000215767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110732322000215767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110732322000215767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/02/group-discussion-as-elimination-round.html' title='Group Discussion as an elimination round...!!!'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-110689971733470120</id><published>2005-01-28T13:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:38:37.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Social Service.........??????????</title><content type='html'>For the past 6 odd months I have been involved in this community service, which is based on the concept of "Social Integration". It has been a real good experience, in fact "AMAZING". All that I do is talk to the so called "Under priviledged" kids, the main reason being my fluency in the local language. After looking at the kids the only difference between them and "us" is that they lack that bit of opportunity which we got and of course the exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apart from that I had a conversation who comes to the same place and she asked something for which I wasn't really convinced with my answer. She asked "Well, why do you do all this., as in what impact do you think you can have on these kids?". I said "I just like teaching these kids." But actually is that the reason, like the famous saying goes "Behind every selfless act there is a selfish intent", well I know this will help me (to an extent)  get admission in some university, but that is  hardly a reason,  there is got to be a concrete reason,  why do I really feel happy when I see those kids, why do the kids have to come and greet me in a way that they missed me as much as I missed them? A lot of unanswered questions, but nevertheless feel good so far about what I'm involved in :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-110689971733470120?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/110689971733470120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=110689971733470120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110689971733470120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110689971733470120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/01/social-service.html' title='Social Service.........??????????'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-110611617380721468</id><published>2005-01-19T11:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-19T12:18:54.223+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Fairy Godmother</title><content type='html'>It was my Fairy Godmother's birthday Today.... !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call her in the afternoon, really scared hoping that her dad or mom doesnt pick the phone, fortunately (dont know for whom) she picked up the phone. At this moment i have to bring some nostalgia and sentimental talk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is been 6 years since I met my "Fairy Godmother", since then I have had great times in her company ... and we have appreciated each other's company (I think I can say that now).... I have to really thank her for all that she has done to me...!!! Thanks a Ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue with the phone call yesterday ... She was really happy that I actually remembered her Birthday... Good for me that I actually made someone happy (That is one of the few occasions that I have achieved that... :D) .... The conversation was of short duration... and one question that is to be answered at the end of the whole conversation is what do I gift her... Planning to get her a book...  !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Again............!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-110611617380721468?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/110611617380721468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=110611617380721468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110611617380721468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110611617380721468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-fairy-godmother.html' title='Happy Birthday Fairy Godmother'/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-110533770904021869</id><published>2005-01-10T11:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-10T11:45:09.040+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back to blogging ... ways... </title><content type='html'>Was off for a long time. I guess now i can say i was "Busy" not sure how many will actually take my word on that, but nevertheless that is what everyone who is working says....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a weekend of mixed fortunes (Am i talking like Bejan Daruwala's TOI horoscope...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was good fun at the Community service place.... was really hectic... and the crisis management team came to the rescue... ( and i was part of the crisis management team makes one feel really good at the end of the whole thing....:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was really bad... Went to play a cricket match where i had no chance to prove my skills not that i have a bag full of them... but never got a chance to prove anything and i think i would have been a better option than many others who actually tried to do something constructive on the pitch... ( It hurts .. Ouuuuuccccccch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-110533770904021869?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/110533770904021869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=110533770904021869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110533770904021869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/110533770904021869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-to-blogging-ways.html' title='Back to blogging ... ways... '/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8883863.post-109885077995198718</id><published>2004-10-27T09:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-10-27T09:49:39.950+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me just entered the world of blogging.....!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8883863-109885077995198718?l=spanchap.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/feeds/109885077995198718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8883863&amp;postID=109885077995198718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/109885077995198718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8883863/posts/default/109885077995198718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spanchap.blogspot.com/2004/10/me-just-entered-world-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>santosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18401572800499573492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
