<?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-15645059</id><updated>2011-12-28T22:52:20.157-05:00</updated><category term='art'/><category term='tv shows'/><category term='songs'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='seattle tourism'/><category term='carving-on-paper'/><category term='movies'/><category term='food'/><category term='photography'/><category term='books'/><title type='text'>Karyz Blog World</title><subtitle type='html'>I never was interested in blogging, until I came here to the States. I am an amateur artist. I think, hence I am.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>itskary</name><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>455</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-8126189083888934522</id><published>2011-12-28T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:52:20.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>The Fray - How to Save a Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cjVQ36NhbMk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8126189083888934522?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8126189083888934522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8126189083888934522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8126189083888934522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8126189083888934522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/12/fray-how-to-save-life.html' title='The Fray - How to Save a Life'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cjVQ36NhbMk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-2783076135959850362</id><published>2011-12-11T00:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T01:04:33.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Sutra (CNBC Show)</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon an awesome series on CNBC which is a mix of mythology, management and the interpretations of the old and the new. It contains interviews with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devdutt_Pattanaik"&gt;Devdutt Pattanaik&lt;/a&gt;. I haven't exactly figured out why I like it, but I do .. and probably will start making sense as I think more about it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LxpIzXGqMUU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LxpIzXGqMUU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tHrvJ5hlCxo?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tHrvJ5hlCxo?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/On42zjOiLzg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/On42zjOiLzg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2783076135959850362?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2783076135959850362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2783076135959850362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2783076135959850362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2783076135959850362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/12/business-sutra-cnbc-show.html' title='Business Sutra (CNBC Show)'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-7182260305375409040</id><published>2011-10-22T15:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T15:45:39.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Dildara - Stand By Me</title><content type='html'>Hi there! Its been a long time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought of posting a song that I really liked recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An awesome medley of an old English classic, Stand By Me; some sufi lyrics and tune, Dildara and some  remix beats. Also the producers claim to have bought the rights to use the english lyrics from Stand By Me. A very welcome initiative from Bollywood. I think we should definitely reuse good lyrics, tunes from the local and international music industry - as long as the right credit is given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes .. Dildara - Stand By me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pm8kijPKB3w" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-7182260305375409040?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7182260305375409040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7182260305375409040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7182260305375409040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7182260305375409040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/10/dildara-stand-by-me.html' title='Dildara - Stand By Me'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pm8kijPKB3w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-2780716572012348066</id><published>2011-08-06T20:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T21:35:34.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Angels from Lake Washington</title><content type='html'>Today I had a chance to strike off that long time todo item from the bucket list. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss. Had I known that it would be more than 6 miles of rowing in the waves of Lake Washington, I would have probably thought twice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One wise decision as a novice was to not take the kayak, take a canoe instead. Canoe is much better for stability, higher than the water level and less scary when riding the waves created by the motorboats and jet-ski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazing experience to watch the Blue Angels air show from the water level. Our canoe was surrounded by huge boats with people on their tubes and floating lounge chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRT6XLV0Xc8/Tj3zTvquk1I/AAAAAAAAIpY/gGhckFuE0HI/s1600/canoe.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRT6XLV0Xc8/Tj3zTvquk1I/AAAAAAAAIpY/gGhckFuE0HI/s320/canoe.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637929829076472658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYJXR2-xyKk/Tj3z8HYrF2I/AAAAAAAAIpg/_JmpYB7eNY4/s1600/Canoe-Blue%2BAngels.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 460px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYJXR2-xyKk/Tj3z8HYrF2I/AAAAAAAAIpg/_JmpYB7eNY4/s400/Canoe-Blue%2BAngels.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637930522637965154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn the technique through kayak lessons to flip the kayak and get back into it.  Once I am assured that I can get back into the kayak after it flips, I'll be much more relaxed when on the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rei.com/expertadvice/articles/paddleboarding.html"&gt;Paddle board&lt;/a&gt; is one more todo for this summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2780716572012348066?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2780716572012348066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2780716572012348066&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2780716572012348066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2780716572012348066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/08/blue-angels-from-lake-washington.html' title='Blue Angels from Lake Washington'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRT6XLV0Xc8/Tj3zTvquk1I/AAAAAAAAIpY/gGhckFuE0HI/s72-c/canoe.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-4217614107999164465</id><published>2011-08-04T18:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T20:48:47.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless in Seattle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;.. after maintaining a regular journal of my thoughts for 6 years (since August 2005), I suddenly got 'speechless' on the blog :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month was the first time in last 6 years that there was no blog post. The very purpose of my blog was to write what's going on in my life, mostly very vaguely of course. Blog was the (only) medium of expression, the one who listens without asking questions, the one who is available any time of day (and night). &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I will never write regularly again, but certainly not on my &lt;em&gt;must do&lt;/em&gt; list at this point :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..  and oh, its also been 6 years for the 'Baltimore Tea Party', when a bunch of kids landed at the Port of Maryland. Also its been almost 4 years since the kids traveled cross country to the Port of Seattle. I can't believe that it has almost been a year since the cross country road trip from &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/23gj7sf"&gt;Seattle to Boston&lt;/a&gt;. Time flies, it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I have stopped dreaming, I just started living one. So adios, for a while, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-4217614107999164465?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/4217614107999164465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=4217614107999164465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4217614107999164465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4217614107999164465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/08/speechless-in-seattle.html' title='Speechless in Seattle'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-7053545231487371749</id><published>2011-06-05T23:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T23:28:26.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, my friend ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Howdy blog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. I started writing something. Then I deleted one word. Then a sentence. Then the whole para... then I tried to write again. But I fell short of words. My words didn&amp;#39;t do any justice to what I wanted to tell her. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided to borrow some words from &lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/18094"&gt;Merwin&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: -1em; padding-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your absence has gone through  me   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: -1em; padding-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like thread through a needle.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: -1em; padding-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything I do is stitched  with its color.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: -1em; padding-left: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: -1em; padding-left: 1em;"&gt;.. and btw, PS: Same to you. &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/15645059-7053545231487371749?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7053545231487371749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7053545231487371749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7053545231487371749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7053545231487371749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-long-my-friend.html' title='So long, my friend ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-1041522225807399878</id><published>2011-05-03T22:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:10:00.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I always thought ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I always thought that .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never be able to speak on the phone for hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never be able to decide on anyone, as The One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never entertain late night calls&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never speak to grown-ups as if they were kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never like anyone the way they are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will end up single&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. Bollywood drama's dont happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. 'Socha Na Tha' is an unreal drama&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;.. 3 weeks is a very long vacation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. I am right about all I thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Thanks to You, for proving me wrong about everything :)&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/15645059-1041522225807399878?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1041522225807399878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1041522225807399878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1041522225807399878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1041522225807399878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-always-thought.html' title='I always thought ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-5921926714073457227</id><published>2011-04-22T22:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:14:31.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching Dilli ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was in Dilli (popularly spelt as Delhi) recently and visited the historic museum at the Red Fort. That suddenly made me curious to know the historic developments until the establishment of Dilli sultanate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here goes - interesting dates from the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timeline_of_religion"&gt;history of religions&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;223,000 - 100,000 BC (Eurasia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Evidence of Neanderthals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;40,000 BC (Lake Mungo, Australia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Anatomically modern human burials found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;25,000 BC - 21,000 BC (Europe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Use of red-ochre (pigments or paint) in burials, clothing, beads, artifacts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;9130 - 7370 BC (Europe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Early cities, kingdoms and place of worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;5000 - 4000 BC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Suggested dates of Ramayana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;3228 - 3102 BCE (North India – UP, Bihar, Delhi, Haryana and Gujarat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Krishna's life on Earth (&lt;b style=""&gt;founder of Hinduism&lt;/b&gt;?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Suggested dates of Mahabharata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2635 - 2650 BCE (Egypt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Oldest Egyptian Pyramid discovered, followed by Pyramid of Giza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2000 - 1850 BCE (Northern Africa, Southern Europe near Mediterranean Sea) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Lifetime of the Judeo-christian/Islamic patriarchal figure Abraham (Ibrahim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1100 BCE (Persia, Iran)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Zoroastrianism&lt;/b&gt; is thought to have been born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;877 BCE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Parsva, the penultimate (23rd) Tirthankara of &lt;b style=""&gt;Jainism&lt;/b&gt; is born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;800 BCE (India)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Early Brahmanas, time of Rigveda, Yajurveda, Samveda, Atharvaveda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;599 BCE, 563 BCE, 551 BCE (India, China)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Mahavira, the final (24th) Tirthankara of Jainism is born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gautama Buddha, &lt;b style=""&gt;founder of&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;Buddhism&lt;/b&gt; is born &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Confucius, &lt;b style=""&gt;founder of&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;Confucianism&lt;/b&gt;, is born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;7 BCE - 36 CE&lt;span style=""&gt; (Mediterranian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lifetime of Jesus of Nazareth (&lt;b style=""&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/b&gt;), the central figure of Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;570 – 632 (Arabia, Mecca)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Life-time of &lt;b style=""&gt;Muhammad&lt;/b&gt; SAW ibn 'Abdullāh RA, the &lt;b style=""&gt;founder of Islam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;650&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The Quran is completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1191 &lt;span style=""&gt; (India)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Delhi Sulatanate is stablished (pre-Mughal Islamic kingdoms of Turkic origins in Northern India)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1469 - 1539&lt;span style=""&gt;  (India)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The life of &lt;b style=""&gt;Guru Nanak&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style=""&gt;founder of Sikhism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1817 - 1892 (Persia, Iran)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The life of Bahá'u'lláh, &lt;strong&gt;founder of the Bahá'í Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1952&lt;span style=""&gt;  (Los Angeles, USA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Scientology is created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5921926714073457227?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5921926714073457227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5921926714073457227&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5921926714073457227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5921926714073457227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/04/reaching-dilli.html' title='Reaching Dilli ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-1578225722910122956</id><published>2011-04-16T12:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:27:16.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memento Mori</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memento mori&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Latin_phrases" title="List of Latin phrases" target="_blank"&gt;Latin phrase&lt;/a&gt;  translated as "Remember your mortality", "Remember you must die" or  "Remember you will die" - literally " [in the future] remember to die".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shockingly awesome monologue from &lt;a href="http://x-files.wikia.com/wiki/Memento_Mori" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The X Files&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, when Agent Scully is diagnosed with an incurable cranial cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/158502/the-x-files-memento-mori" target="_blank"&gt;Video link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7o_ptrhSDM/TanRQ7IFfLI/AAAAAAAAIIQ/kLephEAclIE/s1600/memento%2Bmori.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7o_ptrhSDM/TanRQ7IFfLI/AAAAAAAAIIQ/kLephEAclIE/s320/memento%2Bmori.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596234100664270002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;"&lt;i&gt;For the first time, I feel time like a heartbeat, the  seconds pumping in my breast like a reckoning; the numinous mysteries  that once seemed so distant and unreal threatening clarity in the  presence of a truth entertained not in youth, but only in its passage. I  feel these words as if their meaning were weight being lifted from me,  knowing that you will read them and share my burden as I have come to  trust no other. That you should know my heart, look into it, finding  there the memory and experience that belong to you, that are you, is a  comfort to me now as I feel the tethers loose and the prospects darken  for the continuance of a journey that began not so long ago, and which  began again with a faith shaken and strengthened by your convictions. If  not for which I might never have been so strong now as I cross to face  you and look at you incomplete, hoping that you will forgive me for not  making the rest of the journey with you.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;— &lt;a href="http://x-files.wikia.com/wiki/Dana_Scully" title="Dana Scully" target="_blank"&gt;Dana Scully&lt;/a&gt;'s diary &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt;Scully stands in a hospital gown next to a bare lighted wall,  studying a cranial x-ray that she holds. The x-ray shows an  irregularly-shaped transparent mass, between the eyes and behind the  nasal cavity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1578225722910122956?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1578225722910122956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1578225722910122956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1578225722910122956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1578225722910122956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/04/memento-mori.html' title='Memento Mori'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7o_ptrhSDM/TanRQ7IFfLI/AAAAAAAAIIQ/kLephEAclIE/s72-c/memento%2Bmori.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-8327923807417548423</id><published>2011-04-16T12:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:07:13.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand marbles ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OiRpteFwu8/TanMpmt0VSI/AAAAAAAAIII/KLzDL_kql_0/s1600/marbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OiRpteFwu8/TanMpmt0VSI/AAAAAAAAIII/KLzDL_kql_0/s320/marbles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596229027123975458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tom, a radio show host gets a call ..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital." He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "Thousand marbles".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years." "Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part. It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and throw it away.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight. "Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then God has blessed me with a little extra time to be with&lt;br /&gt;my loved ones It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good morning!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8327923807417548423?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8327923807417548423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8327923807417548423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8327923807417548423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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remind myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong ..&lt;br /&gt;(anonymous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong as they  sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you are trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;When the  funds are low and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to  sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;Rest, if you must, but do  not quit.&lt;br /&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;As everyone of us  sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;When he might have won  had he stuck it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow -&lt;br /&gt;You  may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out,&lt;br /&gt;The  silver tint of the clouds of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you  are,&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far.&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when  you're hardest hit -&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1160003937846006735?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1160003937846006735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1160003937846006735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1160003937846006735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1160003937846006735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/04/rest-if-you-must.html' title='Rest if you must 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-4737901150608756085</id><published>2011-03-26T13:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T13:21:22.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on your mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has become really hard to tell or say &amp;quot;what&amp;#39;s on your mind&amp;quot;. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lucky are those who can write every damn thought that comes to their minds on Facebook and Twitter. Well, I am not the lucky one. My very limited Google Talk list used to be my way of saying - Whats on your mind. Unfortunately, that privilege is gone too. Now there are more people on the list than what I am comfortable with.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;While I do want them to be on the list, I cannot speak up anymore. I do not know what is their acceptance level, comfort level, level of understanding, humor level  ..  Also if I update the status, I&amp;#39;ll have comments to answer to. I am just too busy to respond, or respond on time. I am lucky to have my family and close friends around though to hear all that I have to say. Thankfully, this publicly private blog also comes to the rescue. If you happen to read this, you already know a lot :)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hopefully, this too shall pass. That&amp;#39;s all .. (and I conveniently got away without telling &amp;#39;What&amp;#39;s on my mind, as usual?&amp;#39;)&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/15645059-4737901150608756085?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/4737901150608756085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=4737901150608756085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4737901150608756085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4737901150608756085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-your-mind.html' title='What&apos;s on your mind?'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-8396693353097667718</id><published>2011-03-20T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T11:54:55.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being A. Monk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It must be hard to be &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adrian_Monk"&gt;Adrian Monk&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just another normal guy. Like you ..,  like me..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly. May be a couple of phobias more than you or me. By couple, I mean a &lt;a href="http://www.usanetwork.com/series/monk/webexclusives/dictionary/index.html"&gt;couple hundreds actually&lt;/a&gt;. But who doesn't have fears and phobias. I fear the fact that I am undecided about a lot of things. I fear the fact that I don't know so many things. I fear uncertainty. I fear deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;.. and may be he has a couple of obsessive compulsive disorders. But hey, you've got it too. Don't you watch Netflix for an entire weekend, don't you listen to a single song for days, sometimes weeks - in the morning, on the way to work, at work, while cooking ... Ok, may be that's not you, that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The point is, we are all like 'Monk'. But wait, may be not. Monk is intelligent, I mean really really intelligent. In spite of his fears, phobias, obsessive compulsive disorders, grief and loneliness, A. Monk can solve the most difficult crime cases in San Francisco. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the Monk in all of us .. to patience, to confidence, to faith, to assurance, to learning and to satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(thanks JK for introducing me to A. Monk :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8396693353097667718?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8396693353097667718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8396693353097667718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8396693353097667718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8396693353097667718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/03/being-monk.html' title='Being A. Monk'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-5656091870322689365</id><published>2011-03-19T15:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T15:10:40.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sLkYTgk4x5Y/TYUNTqZqIrI/AAAAAAAAIG8/xTEMvgchjm4/s1600/fortune-cookie-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sLkYTgk4x5Y/TYUNTqZqIrI/AAAAAAAAIG8/xTEMvgchjm4/s320/fortune-cookie-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585885544273552050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(from a friend's email)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very thought provoking blog post by a doctor about his conversations&lt;br /&gt;with a patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of my patients, a successful businessmen, tells me that before his cancer he would become depressed unless things went a certain way. Happiness was "having the cookie." If you had the cookie, things were good. If you didn't have the cookie, life wasn't worth a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the cookie kept changing. Sometimes it was the new car, the biggest contract or the most prestigious address. A year and a half after his diagnosis of prostate cancer he sits shaking his head ruefully. "It's taken me this long to understand that the cookie will never make me happy for long. The minute you have the cookie it starts to crumble or you start to worry about it crumbling or about someone trying to take it away from you. You know, you have to give up a lot of things to take care of the cookie, to keep it from crumbling and be sure that no one takes it away from you. You may not even get a chance to eat it because you are so busy just trying not to lose it. Having the cookie is not what life is about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My patient laughs and says cancer has changed him. For the first time he is happy. No matter if his business is doing well or not, no matter if he wins or loses at golf. "Two years ago, cancer asked ne, 'Okay, what's important? What is really important?' Well, life is important. Life. Life any way you can have it. Life with the cookie. Life without the cookie. Happiness does not have anything to do with the cookie, it has to do with being alive." He pauses thoughtfully. "Damn, I guess life is the cookie."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5656091870322689365?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5656091870322689365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5656091870322689365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5656091870322689365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5656091870322689365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/03/fortune-cookie.html' title='Fortune cookie'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sLkYTgk4x5Y/TYUNTqZqIrI/AAAAAAAAIG8/xTEMvgchjm4/s72-c/fortune-cookie-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-1256733071283433049</id><published>2011-03-17T12:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T12:35:49.944-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Empire State of Mind</title><content type='html'>Found a new rap that is helping me focus on work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7wTxzpv3APs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1256733071283433049?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1256733071283433049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1256733071283433049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1256733071283433049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1256733071283433049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/03/empire-state-of-mind.html' title='Empire State of Mind'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7wTxzpv3APs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-7847109488543586615</id><published>2011-03-11T14:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:14:44.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't worry about a thing ..</title><content type='html'>A song that comes to my mind, on and on .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LanCLS_hIo4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;Singin: dont worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;cause every little thing gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up this mornin,&lt;br /&gt;Smiled with the risin sun,&lt;br /&gt;Three little birds&lt;br /&gt;Pitch by my doorstep&lt;br /&gt;Singin sweet songs&lt;br /&gt;Of melodies pure and true,&lt;br /&gt;Sayin, (this is my message to you-ou-ou:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singin: dont worry bout a thing,&lt;br /&gt;cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;Singin: dont worry (dont worry) bout a thing,&lt;br /&gt;cause every little thing gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up this mornin,&lt;br /&gt;Smiled with the risin sun,&lt;br /&gt;Three little birds&lt;br /&gt;Pitch by my doorstep&lt;br /&gt;Singin sweet songs&lt;br /&gt;Of melodies pure and true,&lt;br /&gt;Sayin, this is my message to you-ou-ou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singin: dont worry about a thing, worry about a thing, oh!&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing gonna be all right. dont worry!&lt;br /&gt;Singin: dont worry about a thing - I wont worry!&lt;br /&gt;cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singin: dont worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;cause every little thing gonna be all right - I wont worry!&lt;br /&gt;Singin: dont worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;Singin: dont worry about a thing, oh no!&lt;br /&gt;cause every little thing gonna be all right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-7847109488543586615?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7847109488543586615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7847109488543586615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7847109488543586615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7847109488543586615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-worry-about-thing.html' title='Don&apos;t worry about a thing ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LanCLS_hIo4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-2029965885623365631</id><published>2011-02-27T19:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T19:53:31.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Collision Course</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you watch a screenplay and it just imprints on your memory. One of the best screenplays that I will always remember .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KyrMhKsHHd0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Button: Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it. A woman in Paris was on her way to go shopping, but she had forgotten her coat - went back to get it. When she had gotten her coat, the phone had rung, so she'd stopped to answer it; talked for a couple of minutes. While the woman was on the phone, Daisy was rehearsing for a performance at the Paris Opera House. And while she was rehearsing, the woman, off the phone now, had gone outside to get a taxi. Now a taxi driver had dropped off a fare earlier and had stopped to get a cup of coffee. And all the while, Daisy was rehearsing. And this cab driver, who dropped off the earlier fare; who'd stopped to get the cup of coffee, had picked up the lady who was going to shopping, and had missed getting an earlier cab. The taxi had to stop for a man crossing the street, who had left for work five minutes later than he normally did, because he forgot to set off his alarm. While that man, late for work, was crossing the street, Daisy had finished rehearsing, and was taking a shower. And while Daisy was showering, the taxi was waiting outside a boutique for the woman to pick up a package, which hadn't been wrapped yet, because the girl who was supposed to wrap it had broken up with her boyfriend the night before, and forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Button: When the package was wrapped, the woman, who was back in the cab, was blocked by a delivery truck, all the while Daisy was getting dressed. The delivery truck pulled away and the taxi was able to move, while Daisy, the last to be dressed, waited for one of her friends, who had broken a shoelace. While the taxi was stopped, waiting for a traffic light, Daisy and her friend came out the back of the theater. And if only one thing had happened differently: if that shoelace hadn't broken; or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier; or that package had been wrapped and ready, because the girl hadn't broken up with her boyfriend; or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier; or that taxi driver hadn't stopped for a cup of coffee; or that woman had remembered her coat, and got into an earlier cab, Daisy and her friend would've crossed the street, and the taxi would've driven by. But life being what it is - a series of intersecting lives and incidents, out of anyone's control - that taxi did not go by, and that driver was momentarily distracted, and that taxi hit Daisy, and her leg was crushed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2029965885623365631?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2029965885623365631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2029965885623365631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2029965885623365631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2029965885623365631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/02/collision-course.html' title='Collision Course'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KyrMhKsHHd0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-3209758775029495607</id><published>2011-02-26T20:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T21:04:25.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Robot</title><content type='html'>A machine that can act like a human is called a Humanoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to find the right word of what I have been thinking of myself lately. I need a word that means - "A human that has to act like a machine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to do what you got to do.&lt;br /&gt;You got the sleep when you got the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;You got to wake up when you got to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;You got to laugh when you got to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;You got to cry when you got to cry.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be stupid when you got to be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be anxious when you got to be anxious.&lt;br /&gt;You got to work when you got to work.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be confused when you got to be confused.&lt;br /&gt;You got to say it when you got to say it.&lt;br /&gt;You got to shout when you got to shout.&lt;br /&gt;You got to happy when you got to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be sad when you got to be sad.&lt;br /&gt;You got to mess up when you got to mess up.&lt;br /&gt;You got to wait when you got to wait.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be nervous when you got to be nervous.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be excited when you got to be excited.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be patient when you got to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be angry when you got to be angry.&lt;br /&gt;You got to misunderstand when you got to misunderstand.&lt;br /&gt;You got to be jealous when you got to be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;You got to talk nonsense when you got to talk nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;You got to write such an insane post when you got to write such an insane post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and there is nothing the human in me can do about it :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3209758775029495607?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3209758775029495607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3209758775029495607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3209758775029495607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3209758775029495607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/02/living-robot.html' title='Living Robot'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-844465197173409388</id><published>2011-02-20T22:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:51:57.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy blog!</title><content type='html'>Everything's fine, everything's still the same (yay). Have had a very (very (very)) busy month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined a new group, with a completely different work culture. Different planning and execution style. Different area with no relevant experience whatsoever (though I did not tell them that :P). Its a 75% gradient but I am catching up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and upon that there have been so many randomizations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is a welcoming change. Complete reset was just what I needed. Also picture speaks a thousand word's. So Heil Karycatures for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-844465197173409388?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/844465197173409388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=844465197173409388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/844465197173409388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/844465197173409388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/02/howdy-blog.html' title='Howdy blog!'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-1941889922201511353</id><published>2011-02-03T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:28:38.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking through a child's eye</title><content type='html'>Looking through a child's eye - Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are&lt;br /&gt;going to take over my yard. My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing&lt;br /&gt;white fluff you can wish on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty&lt;br /&gt;person who probably wants money and I look away. My kids see someone&lt;br /&gt;smiling at them and they smile back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear music I love, I know I can’t carry a tune and don’t have&lt;br /&gt;much rhythm so I sit self-consciously and listen. My kids feel the&lt;br /&gt;beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don’t know them,&lt;br /&gt;they make up their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it&lt;br /&gt;messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk. My kids close&lt;br /&gt;their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the&lt;br /&gt;ground laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and&lt;br /&gt;clothes, and dirty carpets. My kids sit in it. They see dams to build,&lt;br /&gt;rivers to cross and worms to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(thanks for sending ~Gopal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1941889922201511353?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1941889922201511353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1941889922201511353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1941889922201511353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1941889922201511353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/02/looking-through-childs-eye.html' title='Looking through a child&apos;s eye'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-8587595356996198695</id><published>2011-01-25T00:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T01:41:58.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond human reach ..?</title><content type='html'>Since a past few weeks, I have been watching a lot of videos related to ancient history, alien theories, about Egypt and Egyptology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, "Do you believe in Aliens?", my answer would be "No"&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, "Do you believe in the possibility of Aliens?", I would say "Yes" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be very rude on the part of mankind to dismiss the possibility that many unknown things might have existed on this planet long before we did. Considering that fact that we made it to the moon and can look at the galaxies several light years from us using &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hubble_Space_Telescope"&gt;Hubble&lt;/a&gt;, how can we dismiss the possibility that "aliens" might have visited us or still do without our knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the same argument, I would like to believe that UFOs exist. And note that we are not saying they are indeed alien spaceships. We are saying they are UFOs - Unidentified Flying Objects. And they will be so until we identify them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was very enthused that know that the &lt;a href="http://www.nuforc.org/"&gt;National UFO Reporting Center&lt;/a&gt; is in Seattle! The website keeps track of hundreds of UFO spotting all over the country. While most of the times it is bound to be a false alarm, do we know how many positive alarms we might be missing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the UFO reports &lt;a href="http://www.nuforc.org/webreports/ndxlWA.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. In some cases these guys have also posted photos they clicked and I must say, there is something there. Science, go figure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of curiosity, I also tried an iPhone app called "UFO Spot". It shows the most recent UFOs reported by general public in your vicinity. The app only geo-locates the report on the map. I wish there was an alerting service of such "unusual spottings". I would have definitely loved to go and photograph it myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TT5siH4WnGI/AAAAAAAAIDc/MjyYdTfXvKA/s1600/ufospot.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TT5siH4WnGI/AAAAAAAAIDc/MjyYdTfXvKA/s400/ufospot.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566005522963274850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things are really intriguing from scientific point of view, apart from the sci-fi element attached to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an amazing documentary on Netflix - Close Encounters: Proof of Alien Contact&lt;br /&gt;which interviews several astronauts, doctors and NASA scientists. They talk about the famous &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roswell_UFO_incident"&gt;Roswell UFO incident&lt;/a&gt; in New Mexico, the "unearthly implants" found in the reported &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Close_encounter"&gt;Class 4 encounters (alien abductions)&lt;/a&gt;. It is certainly very interesting and entertaining, even if not completely believable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8587595356996198695?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8587595356996198695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8587595356996198695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8587595356996198695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8587595356996198695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/01/beyond-human-reach.html' title='Beyond human reach ..?'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TT5siH4WnGI/AAAAAAAAIDc/MjyYdTfXvKA/s72-c/ufospot.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-4374890719097641737</id><published>2011-01-16T14:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T00:48:07.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Understanding the Nutrition Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.netrition.com/rdi_page.html"&gt;http://www.netrition.com/rdi_page.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TT5kAJOURCI/AAAAAAAAIDM/kYdKLhzB3Bw/s1600/nutrients.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TT5kAJOURCI/AAAAAAAAIDM/kYdKLhzB3Bw/s400/nutrients.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565996143115256866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-4374890719097641737?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/4374890719097641737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=4374890719097641737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4374890719097641737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4374890719097641737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/01/understanding-nutrition-facts.html' title='Understanding the Nutrition Facts'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TT5kAJOURCI/AAAAAAAAIDM/kYdKLhzB3Bw/s72-c/nutrients.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-380534813634800342</id><published>2011-01-14T20:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:56:42.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomple.. Bucket List for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;New Year resolutions sound like a compulsion. Bucket list sounds like something you really .. really really want to do .. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1. Time lapse photography &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. Experiment with DSLR manual modes&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. Try the portrait filter (pending for lack of a model)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. Video editing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;5. Buy a f/&amp;lt;very very small&amp;gt; lens&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;6. Create a Kary(cature)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;7. Complete the Lake Washington bike loop (60 miles?)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;8. Prepare for STP (Seattle to Portland biking)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;9. Stretch - Mt. St. Helens volcanic crator summit&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;10. Stretch - Muir base camp, Mt. Rainier&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;11. Scuba diving lessons&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;12. Ocean kayaking lessons&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;13. Sky diving&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;14. Keep no unfinished paintings in the bedroom&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;15 ... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-380534813634800342?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/380534813634800342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=380534813634800342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/380534813634800342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/380534813634800342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/01/incomple-bucket-list-for-2011.html' title='Incomple.. Bucket List for 2011'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-2875421083433053632</id><published>2011-01-13T23:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:34:57.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Minute Fly</title><content type='html'>One day I came back home very tired and bored; and then saw something really interesting .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Minute Fly has got a very limited lifespan. One minute in which it wants to experience everything that makes life worth living.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="221"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Wf8yEb1cwY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Wf8yEb1cwY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="221"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2875421083433053632?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2875421083433053632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2875421083433053632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2875421083433053632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2875421083433053632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-minute-fly.html' title='One Minute Fly'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-6175196110343101936</id><published>2011-01-08T18:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T18:40:59.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Traceroute Ramayan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TSj2DBNCqgI/AAAAAAAAIBI/3V63aQQcVQo/s1600/Rama-759230.PNG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TSj2DBNCqgI/AAAAAAAAIBI/3V63aQQcVQo/s320/Rama-759230.PNG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559964271712053762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Just out of curiosity was tracing down the route that Ram might have taken based on &lt;a href="http://www.funonthenet.in/forums/index.php?topic=16479.0;wap2"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A: Start from Ayodhya, the birthplace&lt;br&gt; B: Bharat comes to meet Ram and returns with the Ram&amp;#39;s sandals&lt;br&gt;C: Nasik, couple of days of halt on the journey&lt;br&gt;D: Bhadrachalamin Andhra Pradesh, Sita was abducted&lt;br&gt;E: Hampi, Ram first met Hanuman&lt;br&gt;F: Rameshwaram, the start of Ram&amp;#39;s Setu to Lanka&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/15645059-6175196110343101936?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6175196110343101936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6175196110343101936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6175196110343101936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6175196110343101936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/01/traceroute-ramayan.html' title='Traceroute Ramayan'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TSj2DBNCqgI/AAAAAAAAIBI/3V63aQQcVQo/s72-c/Rama-759230.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-4016578636855238016</id><published>2011-01-08T18:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T18:31:39.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Aliens</title><content type='html'>Have been watching some interesting History Channel videos on Ancient Aliens (aka Gods?) recently. Quite interesting, if you keep an open mind and accept the possibility that "We are not alone" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bYjVfySUOAM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bYjVfySUOAM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-4016578636855238016?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/4016578636855238016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=4016578636855238016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4016578636855238016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4016578636855238016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/01/ancient-aliens.html' title='Ancient Aliens'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-8465290438953475611</id><published>2011-01-07T13:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T13:47:45.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Brandy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was glad that my favorite contestant won, not only she was beautiful and sexy - but she indeed had the brains. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And now I know that she also writes really well .. so here&amp;#39;s to Brandy! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://brandykuentzel.blogspot.com/2011/01/brandy-congratulations.html"&gt;http://brandykuentzel.blogspot.com/2011/01/brandy-congratulations.html&lt;/a&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/15645059-8465290438953475611?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8465290438953475611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8465290438953475611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8465290438953475611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8465290438953475611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-brandy.html' title='To Brandy!'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-5536854000250107686</id><published>2011-01-07T01:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T01:12:05.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FlightControl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TSautoksIRI/AAAAAAAAIBA/RxN9bnJ1M3I/s1600/image-725605.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TSautoksIRI/AAAAAAAAIBA/RxN9bnJ1M3I/s320/image-725605.png"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559322889044107538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now I am in the top 10% players of FlightControl ;)&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/15645059-5536854000250107686?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5536854000250107686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5536854000250107686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5536854000250107686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5536854000250107686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2011/01/flightcontrol.html' title='FlightControl'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TSautoksIRI/AAAAAAAAIBA/RxN9bnJ1M3I/s72-c/image-725605.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-1340451381375913023</id><published>2010-12-26T23:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T23:25:22.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In search of a Kary ..</title><content type='html'>[haha] .. don&amp;#39;t expect a &amp;quot;in search of self&amp;quot; post here. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have been drawing a lot of caricatures lately, I feel the need of a permanent avatar that I can use to portray myself in the caricature. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Having an avatar of yourself must be a real convenience. Put forth all the sarcasm and criticism through your avatar and you are free of any guilt whatsoever. The way &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stewie_Griffin"&gt;Stewie Griffin&lt;/a&gt; speaks for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seth_MacFarlane"&gt;Seth MacFarlane&lt;/a&gt;, the way &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Dunham#Achmed_the_Dead_Terrorist"&gt;Achmed (the dead terrorist)&lt;/a&gt; speaks for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Dunham"&gt;Jeff Dunham&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chintoo"&gt;Chintoo&lt;/a&gt; speaks for Charuhas Pandit and Prabhakar Wadekar and the Common Man speaks for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R._K._Laxman"&gt;R. K. Laxman&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I hope that 2011 will help me in creation of an avatar, though I won&amp;#39;t call it Kary (suggestions welcome). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have identified some common characteristics for my avatar: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical: &lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. Should be simple - very few lines &lt;br&gt; 2. A big head (that thinks a lot)&lt;br&gt;3. A big mouth (that speaks a lot)&lt;br&gt;4. ... I know I know its tending toward being Stewie, but why not - Stewie is a masterpiece! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mental:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. Thinker &lt;br&gt;2. Confused&lt;br&gt; 3. Politely sarcastic (unlike Stewie)&lt;br&gt;4 ... ?&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/15645059-1340451381375913023?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1340451381375913023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1340451381375913023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1340451381375913023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1340451381375913023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-search-of-kary.html' title='In search of a Kary ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-8803455736407013197</id><published>2010-12-23T17:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T17:19:31.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monk: A Tribute</title><content type='html'>If you liked &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Byomkesh_Bakshi"&gt;Byomkesh Bakshi&lt;/a&gt;, you'll love &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monk_%28TV_series%29"&gt;Monk&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TRPKW5Yht6I/AAAAAAAAH-c/zPoSXg4V-XU/s1600/monk.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TRPKW5Yht6I/AAAAAAAAH-c/zPoSXg4V-XU/s320/monk.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554005260187580322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Burn_Notice" title="Burn Notice" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Sam Axe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:  You know, a couple of my FBI buddies were telling me about this guy up  in San Francisco who was really cleaning up the streets... and, of  course, now I know that they meant that, um... literally.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Psych" title="Psych" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Shawn Spencer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Monk? Sure, I know that guy! I went parasailing with that guy.&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Psych" title="Psych" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Burton "Gus" Guster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No, you didn't.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shawn&lt;/b&gt;: I built sand castles with him.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gus&lt;/b&gt;: No, you didn't.&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Law_%26_Order:_Criminal_Intent" title="Law &amp;amp; Order: Criminal Intent"&gt;Zach Nichols&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Monk is masterful. I have a picture of him on my refrigerator. I sit at his feet.&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/In_Plain_Sight" title="In Plain Sight"&gt;Marshall Mann&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Like an actual monk, he embodies the realization of his true nature.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/In_Plain_Sight" title="In Plain Sight"&gt;Mary Shannon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: ...What?&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shawn&lt;/b&gt;: We were roadies for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H%C3%BCsker_D%C3%BC" class="extiw" title="w:Hüsker Dü"&gt;Hüsker Dü&lt;/a&gt; together...&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gus&lt;/b&gt;: No, you weren't!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Royal_Pains" class="extiw" title="w:Royal Pains"&gt;Hank Lawson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I invited Monk out to the Hamptons! But he hates sand... the sun... and the ocean, so I don't know if it's gonna work out...&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zach Nichols&lt;/b&gt;: Well, I tell you, I'm glad he's on our side.  Because can you imagine a criminal that is so neat that he doesn't leave  behind any hairs or fibers or fingerprints?&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shawn&lt;/b&gt;: He's basically my partner in crime-solving.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gus&lt;/b&gt;: That's me, Shawn!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shawn&lt;/b&gt;: ...I'm sorry, who are we talking about again?&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gus&lt;/b&gt;: Adrian Monk!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8803455736407013197?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8803455736407013197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8803455736407013197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8803455736407013197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8803455736407013197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/12/monk-tribute.html' title='Monk: A Tribute'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TRPKW5Yht6I/AAAAAAAAH-c/zPoSXg4V-XU/s72-c/monk.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-9016490919678773144</id><published>2010-12-23T03:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T03:44:16.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's something about H (pronounced 'hech')</title><content type='html'>Proving a point to my Iyer friend, its always about the &lt;a href="http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/12/sitcoms.html"&gt;BATH&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TRMLmpN2rfI/AAAAAAAAH-U/Z1WzItLU8nU/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TRMLmpN2rfI/AAAAAAAAH-U/Z1WzItLU8nU/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553795524004851186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-9016490919678773144?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/9016490919678773144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=9016490919678773144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/9016490919678773144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/9016490919678773144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/12/theres-something-about-h-pronounced.html' title='There&apos;s something about H (pronounced &apos;hech&apos;)'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TRMLmpN2rfI/AAAAAAAAH-U/Z1WzItLU8nU/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-3203193828451569872</id><published>2010-12-17T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:32:12.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>It's a jungle out there</title><content type='html'>'Monk's theme song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQA3xsAZHPA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQA3xsAZHPA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3203193828451569872?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3203193828451569872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3203193828451569872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3203193828451569872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3203193828451569872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-jungle-out-there.html' title='It&apos;s a jungle out there'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-1813616743324406403</id><published>2010-12-09T11:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:37:13.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitcoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;With a big jolly group of my hangout buddies, sitcom (situational comedy) has become a norm. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Last weekend we were at an Indian restraunt and someone started with a Ranjikant one-liner - "Rajnikant knows Victoria's secret"&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;There it began -- &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;"Ranjikant doesn't pay attention, Attention pays Ranjikant"&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;"Rajnikant gets bakarwadi at Chitale's at 3 PM"&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;From Rajnikant, it was an easy shift to southern India. We have a friend from the south who is born and brought up in Mumbai. So he does become a target of the 'hech' jokes and he does get it :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Kavita and Sunita in Hindi become Kavi&lt;strong&gt;tha&lt;/strong&gt; and Suni&lt;strong&gt;tha&lt;/strong&gt; in the south. And these guys put an 'h' (pronounced as 'hecchh') in most other Hindi words as well, ofcourse unknowingly. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And there it began again, how a south Indian would tell Rajnikant one-liners: &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Rajnikant &lt;strong&gt;bath&lt;/strong&gt; (baat) nahi karta. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;everyone ROTF&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Rajnikant ke saath koi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; (baat) nahi kar sakta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;thank God!&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Aaj tak kisi ne Ranjikant ko &lt;strong&gt;bath&lt;/strong&gt; (baat) karte nahi dekha hai.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;ROTFLMAO - hum dekhna bhi nahi chahte&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Irritated by all this, another south Indian friend would say --&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Kisne kaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thumko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;, maine Rajnikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; ke sath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; (baat) kiya hai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;all laughs&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Another hypothetical coversation: &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Me]: &lt;/strong&gt;Kya dude, aajkal tu baat (he hears it as BATH) nahi karta. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[Friend]: Thuje&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; khaise pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; mei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;bath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; nahi karta? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;lol&amp;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/15645059-1813616743324406403?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1813616743324406403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1813616743324406403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1813616743324406403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1813616743324406403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/12/sitcoms.html' title='Sitcoms'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-5116545158741022265</id><published>2010-12-07T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:40:16.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dhadkan jara ruk gayi hai - Prahar</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;dhadakan  jaraa ruk gayee hai, kahee jindagee bah gayee hai&lt;br&gt;palakon mein yaadon kee dolee, bheetar khushee has rahee hai&lt;br&gt;ye khushee tum ho, tum hee tum  meree jaanam  karu ayetabaar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;cheharon ke mele me, chehare the gum&lt;br&gt; yek cheharaa thaa mai, yek cheharaa the tum&lt;br&gt;jaane kyaa, tum ne de diyaa&lt;br&gt;muz ko jahaan mil gayaa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hothhon par baat rahe, baaton mein soor bahe&lt;br&gt;suron mane geet wahee, tumhaaree hee baat kahe&lt;br&gt;mit jaaoo sapanon kee aagosh mein&lt;br&gt; bheeg jaaoo yaadon kee bauchhaar mein&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;milate hee aankho ne, rishtaa pahachaanaa&lt;br&gt;yehasaas seene me, saanson ne jaanaa&lt;br&gt;choopake se, pyaar chhoo gayaa&lt;br&gt;dilaa ke yek, janam nayaa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(PS: Don&amp;#39;t try to make any intelligent guesses or derivations, its just a song that I love :))&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5116545158741022265?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5116545158741022265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5116545158741022265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5116545158741022265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5116545158741022265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/12/dhadkan-jara-ruk-gayi-hai-prahar.html' title='Dhadkan jara ruk gayi hai - Prahar'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-5335455054532712457</id><published>2010-12-06T14:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T14:40:43.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all a gamble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Some friends of yesterday are long lost memories,&lt;br&gt;Some acquaintances of today are potential friends of tomorrow,&lt;br&gt;Some friends of today might be complete strangers the other day,&lt;br&gt;People meet, people depart. &lt;br&gt; It&amp;#39;s all a gamble. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We don&amp;#39;t say a word to those whom we meet everyday,&lt;br&gt;And tell everything to whom we never met. &lt;br&gt;Those who live far away are still your best friends,&lt;br&gt;We chat with online friends more than a friend next door. &lt;br&gt; It&amp;#39;s all a gamble. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We get all that we don&amp;#39;t want so easily,&lt;br&gt;What we really want scarcely comes even after lots of effort,&lt;br&gt;How do we decide what we really want?&lt;br&gt;Do we go by the feeling or by the logical thinking?&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s all a gamble.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5335455054532712457?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5335455054532712457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5335455054532712457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5335455054532712457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5335455054532712457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-all-gamble.html' title='It&apos;s all a gamble.'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-2132576724020550554</id><published>2010-11-22T01:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T01:04:14.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bank rates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Excellent websites to track Savings and CD rates which I use all the time. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ratebrain.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://ratebrain.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depositaccounts.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.depositaccounts.com/&lt;/a&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/15645059-2132576724020550554?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2132576724020550554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2132576724020550554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2132576724020550554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2132576724020550554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/11/bank-rates.html' title='Bank rates'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-1791460353455613006</id><published>2010-11-13T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T13:39:41.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a 'quote'</title><content type='html'>When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me."  ~Erma Bombeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is simple, it's just not easy.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it.  ~Jack Handey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.&lt;br /&gt;~Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the cost of living, it's still popular.  ~Kathy Norris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've discovered the secret of life - you just hang around until you get used to it.  ~Charles Schulz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a blanket too short.  You pull it up and your toes rebel, you yank it down and shivers meander about your shoulder; but cheerful folks manage to draw their knees up and pass a very comfortable night.  ~Marion Howard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can.  ~Danny Kaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a simple philosophy:  Fill what's empty.  Empty what's full.  Scratch where it itches.  ~Alice Roosevelt Longworth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are born wet, naked, and hungry.  Then things get worse.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everybody should get rich and famous and do everything they ever dreamed of so they can see that it's not the answer.  ~Jim Carrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My formula for living is quite simple.  I get up in the morning and I go to bed at night.  In between, I occupy myself as best I can.  ~Cary Grant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what things are good:  friendship and work and conversation.  These I shall have.  ~Rupert Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like sailing.  You can use any wind to go in any direction.  ~Robert Brault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love.  ~Diego Marchi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.  ~Havelock Ellis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotegarden.com/life.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1791460353455613006?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1791460353455613006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1791460353455613006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1791460353455613006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1791460353455613006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-as-quote.html' title='Life as a &apos;quote&apos;'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-3532395643194019677</id><published>2010-11-11T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T17:11:41.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of being OOF sick</title><content type='html'>If you ever happen to be on a sick leave (OOF sick) on a weekday, there are lots of things on TV to make you feel better. Have you ever seen or heard about TV shows like "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judge_Judy"&gt;Judge Judy&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joe_Brown_%28judge%29"&gt;Judge Joe Brown&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_People%27s_Court"&gt;The People's Court&lt;/a&gt;" around noon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic idea of these shows is that a court session is played on TV where the two opponents put forth their case details. Most often, these are domestic conflicts - husband and wife, neighbors, the local auto-repair shop and so on. The case penalties range from 200$ to 2000$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the reason I said that these shows make you feel better about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;- I don't have such tiny conflicts in my life&lt;br /&gt;- If at all, I have bigger things to worry about which keep me human&lt;br /&gt;- I have a much higher standard of living&lt;br /&gt;- I have a paid sick leave when I can relax&lt;br /&gt;- I am not a loser to take domestic quarrels on the public television.&lt;br /&gt;- I am feeling lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNxp9MxxbJI/AAAAAAAAHyU/R5dd5M44tHs/s1600/oof.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNxp9MxxbJI/AAAAAAAAHyU/R5dd5M44tHs/s320/oof.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538418141881789586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am OOF, but not sick :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3532395643194019677?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3532395643194019677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3532395643194019677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3532395643194019677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3532395643194019677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/11/joy-of-being-oof-sick.html' title='The Joy of being OOF sick'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNxp9MxxbJI/AAAAAAAAHyU/R5dd5M44tHs/s72-c/oof.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-1703589234737725452</id><published>2010-11-09T23:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:22:53.706-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>In the air tonight ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNod_JsoUqI/AAAAAAAAHyM/yIENjsifCFE/s1600/phil%2Bcollins.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNod_JsoUqI/AAAAAAAAHyM/yIENjsifCFE/s320/phil%2Bcollins.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537771662577521314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Phil Collins song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this  moment, all my life, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh  Lord, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you told me you were drowning&lt;br /&gt;I would not lend  a hand&lt;br /&gt;I've seen your face before my friend&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know if you know  who I am&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was there and I saw what you did&lt;br /&gt;I saw it with my own two  eyes&lt;br /&gt;So you can wipe off the grin, I know where you've been&lt;br /&gt;It's all been  a pack of lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh  Lord&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;I can feel  it in the air tonight, Oh Lord, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I've been waiting for this moment  all my life, Oh Lord, Oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I remember, I remember don't  worry&lt;br /&gt;How could I ever forget, it's the first time, the last time we ever  met&lt;br /&gt;But I know the reason why you keep your silence up, no you don't fool  me&lt;br /&gt;The hurt doesn't show; but the pain still grows&lt;br /&gt;It's no stranger to you  or me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1703589234737725452?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1703589234737725452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1703589234737725452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1703589234737725452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1703589234737725452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-air-tonight.html' title='In the air tonight ...'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNod_JsoUqI/AAAAAAAAHyM/yIENjsifCFE/s72-c/phil%2Bcollins.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-1115886287246909309</id><published>2010-11-04T20:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:39:23.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rules of Being Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNNgE5smF1I/AAAAAAAAHvY/rhtkIdUG4ow/s1600/human.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNNgE5smF1I/AAAAAAAAHvY/rhtkIdUG4ow/s320/human.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535874004292081490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You will                                         receive a body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; You may                                         like it or hate it, but it will be                                         yours for as long as you live.                                          How you take care of it or                                         fail to take care of it can make                                         an enormous difference in the                                         quality of your life.&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You will                                         learn lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; You are                                         enrolled in a full-time, informal                                         school called Life.  Each                                         day, you will be presented with                                         opportunities to learn what you                                         need to know.  The lessons                                         presented are often completely                                         different from those you think you                                         need.&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There are no                                         mistakes, only lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Growth is                                         a process of trial, error and                                         experimentation.  You can                                         learn as much from failure as you                                         can from success. Maybe                                         more.&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A lesson is                                         repeated until it is                                         learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; A lesson                                         will be presented to you in                                         various forms until you have                                         learned it.  When you have                                         learned it (as evidenced by a                                         change in your attitude and                                         ultimately your behavior) then you                                         can go on to the next                                         lesson.&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Learning                                         lessons does not end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; There is                                         no stage of life that does not                                         contain some lessons.  As                                         long as you live there will be                                         something more to learn.&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"There" is                                         no better than "here".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; When your                                         "there" has become a "here" you                                         will simply discover another                                         "there" that will again look                                         better than your "here." Don't be                                         fooled by believing that the                                         unattainable is better than what                                         you have.&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Others are                                         merely mirrors of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; You                                         cannot love or hate something                                         about another person unless it                                         reflects something you love or                                         hate about yourself.  When                                         tempted to criticize others, ask                                         yourself why you feel so                                         strongly.&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What you                                         make of your life is up to                                         you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; You have                                         all the tools and resources you                                         need.  What you create with                                         those tools and resources is up to                                         you.  Remember that through                                         desire, goal setting and                                         unflagging effort you can have                                         anything you                                         want. Persistence is the key                                         to success.&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;                                         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The answers                                         lie inside of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; The                                         solutions to all of life's                                         problems lie within your grasp.                                          All you need to do is ask,                                         look, listen and trust                                         yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westhartfordcounselingcenter.com/rules.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Source: http://www.westhartfordcounselingcenter.com/rules.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1115886287246909309?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1115886287246909309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1115886287246909309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1115886287246909309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1115886287246909309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/11/rules-of-being-human.html' title='The Rules of Being Human'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TNNgE5smF1I/AAAAAAAAHvY/rhtkIdUG4ow/s72-c/human.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-7986909522129244169</id><published>2010-10-31T19:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:23:53.862-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Kadhi Tu ..</title><content type='html'>Amazing song from a recent Marathi movie - Mumbai Pune Mumbai&lt;br /&gt;(Hero jara chamya ahe, really needs to get in shape though ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[removed the video, I think it was very poorly choreographed and shot]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu rimzim zarnari barsaat&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu chamcham karnari chandanyat&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu .., kosaltya dhara&lt;br /&gt;Thaiman vara, Bijlichi nakshi ambara&lt;br /&gt;Salsaltya lata, Bhijlelya vata&lt;br /&gt;Chimb pawsachi oli raat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kadhi tu rimzim zarnari barsaat&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu chamcham karnari chandanyat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kadhi tu ang ang moharnari&lt;br /&gt;Asamant darwaLnari ratrani vedya jangalat&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu hirwya chafyachya paklyat&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu rimzim zarnari barsat&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu .., kosaltya dhara&lt;br /&gt;Thaiman vara, Bijlichi nakshi ambara&lt;br /&gt;Salsaltya lata, Bhijlelya vata&lt;br /&gt;Chimb pawsachi oli raat&lt;/p&gt;Jari tu kalale tari na kalnare&lt;br /&gt;Disale tari Na disanre, virnare mrugjal ek kshanat&lt;br /&gt;Tari tu mitlelya mazya papanyat&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu rimzim zarnari barsat&lt;br /&gt;Kadhi tu .., kosaltya dhara&lt;br /&gt;Thaiman vara, Bijlichi nakshi ambara&lt;br /&gt;Salsaltya lata, Bhijlelya vata&lt;br /&gt;Chimb pawsachi oli raat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-7986909522129244169?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7986909522129244169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7986909522129244169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7986909522129244169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7986909522129244169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/10/kadhi-tu.html' title='Kadhi Tu ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-3787299579182794457</id><published>2010-10-31T14:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T14:16:26.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly unwinder ..</title><content type='html'>We were in one of our regular singles coffee meet at the Starbucks last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a technology discussion as at most times and one of us exclaimed, "Whats with Mac owners anyway? Do you need a Macbook to be at Starbucks or do you have to drink coffee before you can even use a Macbook?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this there was a witty retort. "Look its like this .. if you have a beautiful wife, you tend to show up at all the parties". If not, the reply is "Skipping ..", "Busy this weekend ..", "Sorry, prior plans ..".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All laughs :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3787299579182794457?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3787299579182794457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3787299579182794457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3787299579182794457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3787299579182794457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/10/weekly-unwinder.html' title='Weekly unwinder ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-6715521495374021268</id><published>2010-10-28T22:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:47:45.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Soy protein shake</title><content type='html'>1 spoon Hersheys chocolate syrup (contains sugar)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 glass milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 glass water&lt;br /&gt;3 scoops Soy protein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and done :)&lt;br /&gt;Works great after a workout. Quick, easy and healthy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6715521495374021268?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6715521495374021268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6715521495374021268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6715521495374021268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6715521495374021268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/10/chocolate-soy-protein-shake.html' title='Chocolate Soy protein shake'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-3888512382134214060</id><published>2010-10-23T23:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:52:08.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Roasted Cauliflower Garlic</title><content type='html'>I am not much of a hobbiest cook, but I do like to cook. Mostly what I cook has to be healthy, very quick (within 30 mins) and shouldn't require any elaborate shopping and preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to be on a healthy diet to since a few days. Trying to reduce processed food, frozen food, cheese (which I never ate much actually), no egg yellows, reducing paneer and most of all trying to increase soluble fiber, protein, fruits and vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I tried today, its pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Garlic-Cauliflower/Detail.aspx"&gt;http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Garlic-Cauliflower/Detail.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;8 cups cauliflowerets&lt;br /&gt;5 cloves garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon butter&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons reduced sodium chicken broth (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Place cauliflower in a steamer basket. Place in a saucepan over 1 in. of water; bring to a boil. Cover and steam for 9-11 minutes or until crisp-tender.&lt;br /&gt;2. Meanwhile, in a small nonstick skillet, saute garlic in butter for about 2 minutes or until tender. Stir in broth. Drain cauliflower and transfer to a serving bowl. Pour butter mixture over cauliflower. Sprinkle with salt and pepper; toss to coat evenly. Serve immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3888512382134214060?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3888512382134214060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3888512382134214060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3888512382134214060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3888512382134214060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/10/roasted-cauliflower-garlic.html' title='Roasted Cauliflower Garlic'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-2348247384972194302</id><published>2010-10-21T01:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:21:51.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>Girls of the small screen</title><content type='html'>I dont have any favorite actress on the big screen. Absolutely none. 'Coz Hollywood doesn't really have any single ruling Queen and Bollywood has had none since Rani (in my opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;There are some amazing girls on the small screen though, that I really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lost_%28TV_series%29"&gt;Lost&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kate_Austen"&gt;Kate Austen&lt;/a&gt; played by Evangeline Lilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_dkf8EbSI/AAAAAAAAHts/ZG0t6wW5GBo/s1600/kate.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_dkf8EbSI/AAAAAAAAHts/ZG0t6wW5GBo/s320/kate.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530382486552735010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesomest girl on the show! There were many other girls on the show in and out, but none had the potential to be Kate! Evangeline is a terrific actress. Kate aka "freckles" was in a Love Triangle on the show (Jack, Sawyer and Kate). But little did they know that it was actually a Love Rectangle - (Jack, Sawyer, Kate and the Audience). Kate was sexy, brave, loving, adventurous and a murderer in her pre-Lost life. A hazel eyed Canadian damsel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/24_%28TV_series%29"&gt;24&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nina_Myers"&gt;Nina Myers &lt;/a&gt;played by Sarah Clarke&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_d33aguXI/AAAAAAAAHt0/Vt0PkU9siVc/s1600/nina+meyers.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_d33aguXI/AAAAAAAAHt0/Vt0PkU9siVc/s320/nina+meyers.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530382819271948658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Meyers was a perfect bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Nina Meyers character started as just another girl in the office. We  thought that she was a character to portray office romance and awkward  situations with Jack. As the character developed we got to know that she  was a brilliant brain and Jack's confidante'. Then one fine day the  audience was taken aback when Nina Meyers eyes sparkled like a lady  vampire. Excellent character and amazing acting. Nina Meyers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bones_%28TV_series%29"&gt;Bones&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temperance_%22Bones%22_Brennan" title="Temperance &amp;quot;Bones&amp;quot; Brennan"&gt;Temperance "Bones" Brennan&lt;/a&gt; played by Emily Deschanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_eEoXDDYI/AAAAAAAAHt8/8TMn5UkvfJE/s1600/bones.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_eEoXDDYI/AAAAAAAAHt8/8TMn5UkvfJE/s320/bones.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530383038569188738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bones is a beautiful geek forensic anthropologist. She is a complete science kind of person. Being a perfect geek and due to her early life, she has absolutely zero social skills and does not understand human emotions and interactions. This leads to several funny moments during her work with FBI agent Booth. Booth is a believer in the church, understands emotions. Bones and Booth completely complement each other. While the show is a bit monotonous, the screen chemistry is so excellent that I keep watching it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_I_Met_Your_Mother"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robin_Scherbatsky"&gt;Robin Scherbatsky&lt;/a&gt; played by Cobie Smulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_eIi53j_I/AAAAAAAAHuE/4gQf9cOtbAA/s1600/robin.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_eIi53j_I/AAAAAAAAHuE/4gQf9cOtbAA/s320/robin.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530383105824100338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another Canadian beauty on the American TV. The blue eyed beauty  stole many hearts since her first appearance on the show. We watched the  first two seasons of the show open mouthed only for Robin. After that  the show got too boring and we realized that that Cobie cannot really  act well, but hey shes hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/24_%28TV_series%29"&gt;24&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Renee_Walker"&gt;Reene Walker&lt;/a&gt; played by Annie Wersching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_gtCOENEI/AAAAAAAAHuc/1JZIxE1qaQM/s1600/reene+walker.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_gtCOENEI/AAAAAAAAHuc/1JZIxE1qaQM/s320/reene+walker.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530385931728860226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Walker enters the show as a very particular, always by the book kinda agent. Then she has to work with Jack Bauer. Ever since, she is always caught between doing the right thing vs doing what is legal lawfully. Amazing character and very well played Reene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/30_Rock"&gt;30 Rock&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liz_Lemon"&gt;Liz Lemon &lt;/a&gt; played by Tina Fey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_fBbu_sMI/AAAAAAAAHuU/bv580StRfM0/s1600/tina+fey.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_fBbu_sMI/AAAAAAAAHuU/bv580StRfM0/s320/tina+fey.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530384083151990978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mostly know Tina Fey for her imitation of the stupid lady - Sarah Palin, the vice presidential candidate of 2008 US Elections.&lt;br /&gt;In real life Tina Fey is an amazing woman - author, producer, actor, journalist and a comedian. Liz Lemon is a very realistic character. A single working American woman in mid 30s, quite successful in her career, devoted to her work extremely, no luck at love. You 30 Rock Liz Lemon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2348247384972194302?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2348247384972194302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2348247384972194302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2348247384972194302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2348247384972194302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/10/girls-of-small-screen.html' title='Girls of the small screen'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_dkf8EbSI/AAAAAAAAHts/ZG0t6wW5GBo/s72-c/kate.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-8680252870569151241</id><published>2010-10-20T23:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:22:33.872-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Mefuz Har Kadam Karna Eh Khuda Eh Khuda..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_IhM22L1I/AAAAAAAAHtk/ITzkbXbDziI/s1600/aamir.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_IhM22L1I/AAAAAAAAHtk/ITzkbXbDziI/s320/aamir.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530359340146765650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful song from an amazing movie "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aamir_%28film%29"&gt;Aamir&lt;/a&gt;  ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aani Jaani Hai Kahani,&lt;br /&gt;Bulbule Si Zindagani&lt;br /&gt;Banti Kabhi Bigadti&lt;br /&gt;Tez Hawa Se Ladti Bhidti&lt;br /&gt;Ha Reham Ha Reham Farmaaye Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Ha Reham Ha Reham Farmaaye Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Mefuz Har Kadam Karna Eh Khuda Eh Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Mefuz Har Kadam Karna Eh Khuda Eh Khuda…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saanson Ki Sukhi Door Anoothi Jal Jaayegi Jal Jaayegi&lt;br /&gt;Bandh Jo Laayethe Haath Ki Mutthi, Khul Jaayegi Khul Jaayegi&lt;br /&gt;Kya Ghumar Karen Kayaa Yeh Ujli Mitti Mein Mil Jaayegi&lt;br /&gt;Chaahe Jitni Shamayein Roshan Kar Le, Dhoop To Dhal Jaayegi Dhal Jaayegi&lt;br /&gt;Ha Reham Ha Reham Farmaaye Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Ha Reham Ha Reham Farmaaye Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Mefuz Har Kadam Karna Eh Khuda Eh Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Mefuz Har Kadam Karna Eh Khuda Eh Khuda…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sone Chamak Mein, Sikko Kanak Mein Milta Nahin, Milta Nahin&lt;br /&gt;Dhool Ke Sadko Mein, Dhunde Koi To Milta Wahin Milta Wahin&lt;br /&gt;Kya Majaal Teri Marzi Ke Age, Bandon Ki Chal Jaayegi&lt;br /&gt;Thaane Ugli Jo Tu Katputhli Ki Chaal Badal Jaayegi Jaayegi&lt;br /&gt;Ha Reham Ha Reham Farmaaye Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Ha Reham Ha Reham Farmaaye Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Mefuz Har Kadam Karna Eh Khuda Eh Khuda&lt;br /&gt;Mefuz Har Kadam Karna Eh Khuda Eh Khuda..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8680252870569151241?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8680252870569151241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8680252870569151241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8680252870569151241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8680252870569151241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/10/mefuz-har-kadam-karna-eh-khuda-eh-khuda.html' title='Mefuz Har Kadam Karna Eh Khuda Eh Khuda..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TL_IhM22L1I/AAAAAAAAHtk/ITzkbXbDziI/s72-c/aamir.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-5682392374827570346</id><published>2010-10-03T16:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:21:51.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>Desis conquer Netflix, Bellevue :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TKj7WTd_eNI/AAAAAAAAHs8/9MhUuL4uYh0/s1600/netflix.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 105px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TKj7WTd_eNI/AAAAAAAAHs8/9MhUuL4uYh0/s320/netflix.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523941303571675346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5682392374827570346?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5682392374827570346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5682392374827570346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5682392374827570346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5682392374827570346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/10/desis-conquer-netflix-bellevue.html' title='Desis conquer Netflix, Bellevue :)'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TKj7WTd_eNI/AAAAAAAAHs8/9MhUuL4uYh0/s72-c/netflix.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-6268292374757058474</id><published>2010-10-01T17:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:23:26.787-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>The best time of my life ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TKZfTaVo25I/AAAAAAAAHso/zPEjJu4uRUA/s1600/road.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523206780108725138" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TKZfTaVo25I/AAAAAAAAHso/zPEjJu4uRUA/s320/road.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two days I was to turn thirty and I was really insecure about entering a new decade of my life and feared that my best years were now behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I would see my friend Nicholas at the gym. He was seventy-nine years old and in terrific shape. As I greeted Nicholas on this particular day, he noticed I wasn't full of my usual vitality and asked if there was anything wrong. I told him I was feeling anxious about turning thirty. I wondered how I would look back on my life once I reached Nicholas's age, so I asked him, "What was the best time of your life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without hesitation, Nicholas replied, "Well, Joe, this is my philosophical answer to your philosophical question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was a child in Austria and everything was taken care of for me and I was nurtured by my parents, that was the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was going to school and learning the things I know today, that was the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I got my first job and had responsibilities and got paid for my efforts, that was the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I met my wife and fell in love, that was the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Second World War came, and my wife and I had to flee Austria to save our lives. When we were together and safe on a ship bound for North America, that was the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we came to Canada and started a family, that was the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was a young father, watching my children grow up, that was the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And now, Joe, I am seventy-nine years old. I have my health, I feel good and I am in love with my wife just as I was when we first met. This is the best time of my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(thanks ~Gopal for sending this)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6268292374757058474?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6268292374757058474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6268292374757058474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6268292374757058474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6268292374757058474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-time-of-my-life.html' title='The best time of my life ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TKZfTaVo25I/AAAAAAAAHso/zPEjJu4uRUA/s72-c/road.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-7248603490045586632</id><published>2010-09-23T20:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:23:26.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>The Cup of Life</title><content type='html'>Not referring the the Ricky Martin song here .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TJv_Hs_ofhI/AAAAAAAAHr0/E_J_j1H5d88/s1600/coffee-cups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TJv_Hs_ofhI/AAAAAAAAHr0/E_J_j1H5d88/s320/coffee-cups.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520286276074896914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was this wise teacher who took all his students for coffee. They were surprised that all the cups on the table were different. They all took a cup and started drinking their coffee, each looking at the cups of others. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The teacher let them do that for a while and then said: &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Do you notice your behavior? You all are looking at each other´s coffee cup and I can see some of you with the chipped ones are even envious of the finer cups of others. Is this not so?" &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The students agreed, amused of their own behavior. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"You may have wondered why you all had different cups, but I put them here on purpose. You see - they represent life itself. Life is like that coffee - and the cups are like the physical circumstances of your life. You all got the same thing in your cups - coffee. And yet you cannot truly enjoy it in your envy of another´s cup. It´s just the same with life. You forget to enjoy your own life when you concentrate on envying the circumstances of someone else´s life. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So now, close your eyes, and taste your own coffee. Really taste it. And tell me - did it matter from which cup it came from?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Thanks ~Gopal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-7248603490045586632?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7248603490045586632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7248603490045586632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7248603490045586632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7248603490045586632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/09/cup-of-life.html' title='The Cup of Life'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TJv_Hs_ofhI/AAAAAAAAHr0/E_J_j1H5d88/s72-c/coffee-cups.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-6917862254512389536</id><published>2010-09-19T20:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:56:42.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Benjamin Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TJa78315AwI/AAAAAAAAHrs/dt1kBQk7zr4/s1600/capture.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TJa78315AwI/AAAAAAAAHrs/dt1kBQk7zr4/s320/capture.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518805047845651202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally sat down and watched the movie this Sunday. It is definitely worth a watch, some of the best screenplays I have seen a long time. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes 'The curious case of Benjamin Button'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it.  Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do  about it. A woman in Paris was on her way to go shopping, but she had  forgotten her coat - went back to get it. When she had gotten her coat,  the phone had rung, so she'd stopped to answer it; talked for a couple  of minutes. While the woman was on the phone, Daisy was rehearsing for a  performance at the Paris Opera House. And while she was rehearsing, the  woman, off the phone now, had gone outside to get a taxi. Now a taxi  driver had dropped off a fare earlier and had stopped to get a cup of  coffee. And all the while, Daisy was rehearsing. And this cab driver,  who dropped off the earlier fare; who'd stopped to get the cup of  coffee, had picked up the lady who was going to shopping, and had missed  getting an earlier cab. The taxi had to stop for a man crossing the  street, who had left for work five minutes later than he normally did,  because he forgot to set off his alarm. While that man, late for work,  was crossing the street, Daisy had finished rehearsing, and was taking a  shower. And while Daisy was showering, the taxi was waiting outside a  boutique for the woman to pick up a package, which hadn't been wrapped  yet, because the girl who was supposed to wrap it had broken up with her  boyfriend the night before, and forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;[continued ...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: When the package was wrapped, the woman, who was back in the cab, was  blocked by a delivery truck, all the while Daisy was getting dressed.  The delivery truck pulled away and the taxi was able to move, while  Daisy, the last to be dressed, waited for one of her friends, who had  broken a shoelace. While the taxi was stopped, waiting for a traffic  light, Daisy and her friend came out the back of the theater. And if  only one thing had happened differently: if that shoelace hadn't broken;  or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier; or that package had  been wrapped and ready, because the girl hadn't broken up with her  boyfriend; or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes  earlier; or that taxi driver hadn't stopped for a cup of coffee; or that  woman had remembered her coat, and got into an earlier cab, Daisy and  her friend would've crossed the street, and the taxi would've driven by.  But life being what it is - a series of intersecting lives and  incidents, out of anyone's control - that taxi did not go by, and that  driver was momentarily distracted, and that taxi hit Daisy, and her leg  was crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Voice over; letter to his daughter&lt;/i&gt;] For what it's  worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you  want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can  change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make  the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope  you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt  before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope  you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you  have the strength to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0412378/"&gt;Mrs. Maple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Benjamin, we're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0364813/"&gt;Captain Mike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear,  curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0378245/"&gt;Queenie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You never know what's comin' for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Momma? Momma? Some days, I feel different than the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0378245/"&gt;Queenie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Everyone feels different about themselves one way or another, but we all goin' the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: It's funny how sometimes the people we remember the least make the greatest impression on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;last lines&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Some people, were born to sit by a river. Some get struck by lightning.  Some have an ear for music. Some are artists. Some swim. Some know  buttons. Some know Shakespeare. Some are mothers. And some people,  dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6917862254512389536?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6917862254512389536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6917862254512389536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6917862254512389536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6917862254512389536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/09/benjamin-button.html' title='Benjamin Button'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TJa78315AwI/AAAAAAAAHrs/dt1kBQk7zr4/s72-c/capture.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-7569074371646136438</id><published>2010-08-30T15:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:23:26.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Regrets of the Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/THwW09Eko7I/AAAAAAAAHrc/f477MyAptcI/s1600/regrets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511305142997394354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/THwW09Eko7I/AAAAAAAAHrc/f477MyAptcI/s320/regrets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reposting from &lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?Top-Five-Regrets-of-the-Dying&amp;amp;id=3268063"&gt;ezinearticles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For many years I worked in palliative care. My patients were those who had gone home to die. Some incredibly special times were shared. I was with them for the last three to twelve weeks of their lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People grow a lot when they are faced with their own mortality. I learnt never to underestimate someone's capacity for growth. Some changes were phenomenal. Each experienced a variety of emotions, as expected, denial, fear, anger, remorse, more denial and eventually acceptance. Every single patient found their peace before they departed though, every one of them. When questioned about any regrets they had or anything they would do differently, common themes surfaced again and again. Here are the most common five:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made. It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. I wish I didn't work so hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children's youth and their partner's companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence. By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result. We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying. It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called 'comfort' of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again. When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[mail forward, thanks V!v]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-7569074371646136438?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7569074371646136438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7569074371646136438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7569074371646136438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7569074371646136438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/08/regrets-of-dying.html' title='Regrets of the Dying'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/THwW09Eko7I/AAAAAAAAHrc/f477MyAptcI/s72-c/regrets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-1613732529405701600</id><published>2010-08-15T12:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T12:44:41.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am 'proud' to be an Indian?</title><content type='html'>Happy Independence Day! It's 15th August 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day you suddenly see a surge of status messages on Facebook that folks are 'so proud' to be an Indian (nice showoff btw). This is no different than a corrupt political leader giving an Independence Day speech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me assure you that I wholeheartedly commend the sacrifice of the pre-Independence leaders and the junta. I am proud of the people like Bhagat Singh and Savarkar, but proud of myself to be an Indian? Hell NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I also read in some other blogs (just to confirm that my thoughts are not completely anti-Indian), we must be proud of our achievements that made the life of our folks happy or better. Our people meaning our family, relatives, my city, my state or my country. That is what we should be proud of. But proud of the fact that you were merely born in India? Come on, that's not even an achievement on your part! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, I would have not been proud to being born in USA or Great Britain either. In fact I am not proud of being born on this Earth! Watch the documentaries on first and second world war, watch the inhumane killings, look at the crime and terrorism we are living with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are born somewhere, people die somewhere. What matters is the time between the birth and death. It starts with - were you able to make at least one person happy in your lifetime? That is what matters! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To set the facts straight: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am NOT proud to be an Indian.&lt;br /&gt;2. I DO LOVE India because MY people live there.&lt;br /&gt;3. Thinking rationally, if given a second chance - India is NOT the best place to be born (Sorry, but it is true - corruption, poverty, pollution, population)&lt;br /&gt;4. Similarly, I am NOT proud to be a Maharashtrian or a Marathi Manoos. It is just imposed upon me due to the region I was born in. &lt;br /&gt;5. I LOVE to speak in Marathi. I LOVE Marathi literature to the extend to which I understand it. I LOVE good Marathi movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I have seen or been at any Marathi Sammelan we get to hear a lot of this: &lt;br /&gt;'गर्व आहे मला मराठी भाशेचा'. गर्व म्हटला की इतरांचा द्वेष आला. त्या पेक्षा असा म्हणा की मी प्रेम करतो मराठी भाशेवर. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting reads: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sids.in/blog/2009/08/im-not-proud-to-be-an-indian/"&gt;http://www.sids.in/blog/2009/08/im-not-proud-to-be-an-indian/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jadedism.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-not-proud-to-be-indian-because.html"&gt;http://jadedism.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-not-proud-to-be-indian-because.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments welcome, I promise I will not moderate any!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1613732529405701600?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1613732529405701600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1613732529405701600&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1613732529405701600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1613732529405701600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-proud-to-be-indian.html' title='I am &apos;proud&apos; to be an Indian?'/><author><name>itskary</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-8590661187823973243</id><published>2010-08-07T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T22:13:43.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee shop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TF4gyFxivFI/AAAAAAAAHqA/Suj5qJCSlRI/s1600/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TF4gyFxivFI/AAAAAAAAHqA/Suj5qJCSlRI/s320/coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502871839608847442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I have lot to say and moreover; a lot to crib about. But I have certainly hit a writer's block on the blog. Or may be I found a better medium of expression - coffee shop and my buddies (oh yes, real people, not the so called 'online friends', REAL PEOPLE).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is never a bad time to hit the coffee shop. A pickup car runs through Redmond / Bellevue and within a few minutes we are at the Starbucks on 85th St. Coffee shop at Kirkland will always be very special and close to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love coffee shops! A perfect aroma of the light roasted coffee beans, a flock of strangers surrounding your table; busy with their lives and a constant white noise of the chit-chat; plus mostly jazz in the background. This "trusted and secure" environment nourishes unending discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee shop gives me a great sense of decision making and accomplishment (thank you Tom Hanks, You've got mail). With complete confidence, I blabber - "Tall, double shot, extra hot Latte, Irish creme, no whipped please". While usually I am so confused about anything and everything in my life lately, this gets me elated. I am at least certain about something in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the table amidst perfect strangers. To my 12 O' clock is a group of pretty college girls, to my 6' O clock is 'I don't care who'. To the 3 O' clock and 9 O' clock is usually a college kid or a cool geek using his Mac. What's with Mac users and coffee shops anyway? Again, back to my point .. there is always a round table of 5 amidst there ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It usually starts with a joke from work, about a colleague or someones' manager. Technology discussions are definitely the favorites. Mocking these famous tech CEO's is a definite favorite! &lt;a href="http://minimsft.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mini&lt;/a&gt; helps a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the more "friendly" topics. What should we do this weekend? What should we do this summer? What should we do this year? What should we do in the next 3 years to come? Lots of nice ideas emerge! I am not counting how many of those materialize though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make hiking plans in the Rainier area (we all worship Mt. Rainier and a slight glimpse amidst the clouds gets us high!), discuss new photo locations, new places to dine. We discuss cross country trips, swimming in the lake, the trip to South America, the trip to Egypt, some trip to south-east Asia on the way to India etc etc. We mock, we imitate, we criticize, we share, we laugh, we talk bullshit, but its cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitching about people was not my thing few years ago, but with the way people talk, comment and post on Facebook - they surely become the butt of many jokes. The self admiration and the mutual 'Like'ing community on Facebook is enchanting! There is always some 'washing the dirty linen' at the 'dhobhi ghat'. But I love them all, they make my life interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one "child marriage" and the rest mostly bachelors (as far as I know :P) at the table, there is always a topic about being single, the plight of finding that right someone and how the probability theory, sex ratio in India and our expectations affects entire the Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long live coffee shops!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8590661187823973243?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8590661187823973243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8590661187823973243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8590661187823973243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8590661187823973243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/08/coffee-shop.html' title='Coffee shop!'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TF4gyFxivFI/AAAAAAAAHqA/Suj5qJCSlRI/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-5430093478990250771</id><published>2010-08-06T15:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:21:51.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>Dexter Morgan</title><content type='html'>Last couple of days I was watching a TV show called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dexter_%28TV_series%29"&gt;Dexter&lt;/a&gt;. Needless to say, finished 2 seasons in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexter is a serial killer who operates his killing around "The Code of Harry", a body of ethics and procedures devised by his adoptive father Harry (who was a Miami cop) to (1) ensure that Dexter only kills other killers and (2) make sure Dexter never gets caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexter is very cold. He doesn't "feel" anything about things but is very good at pretending. Half of the screen dialogues are about what's going on in his mind. The mind talking and the real world talking gel into an awesome dark comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TF4hop_vKyI/AAAAAAAAHqI/ixeIXdRwSks/s1600/dexter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TF4hop_vKyI/AAAAAAAAHqI/ixeIXdRwSks/s320/dexter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502872777044994850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favorite dialogues / quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt; People fake a lot of human interactions, but I feel like I fake them all, and I fake them very well, that's my burden, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt; My sister puts up a front so the world won't see how vulnerable she is. Me, I put up a front so the world won't see how vulnerable I'm not. I don't care who these fingertips belong to, only what my new friend out there is trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: I dream. I dream I'm floating on the surface of my own life. Watching it unfold. Observing it. I'm the outsider looking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: The worst thing about finally putting together a puzzle is finding there are missing pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: There are no secrets in life, just hidden truths that lie beneath the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: Needless to say I have some unusual habits, yet all these socially acceptable people can't wait to pick up hammers and publicly smash their food to bits. Normal people are so hostile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: [&lt;i&gt;voiceover&lt;/i&gt;] Everyone hides who they are at least some of the time. Sometimes you bury that part of yourself so deeply you have to be reminded it's even there at all. And sometimes you just want to forget who you are altogether... I'm not the monster he wants me to be so I'm neither man nor beast. I'm something new entirely... I'm Dexter. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: People think it's fun to pretend your a monster. Me I spend my life pretending I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Human bonds always lead to messy complications. Commitment. Sharing. Driving people to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: I'm Dexter and I'm not sure what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1358539/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Debra Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: If dad taught us one thing, it's the value of human life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/" target="_blank"&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: [&lt;i&gt;voiceover&lt;/i&gt;] Yeah, but I think we had different homework assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0355910/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dexter Morgan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: My therapist wants me to accept the things that are out of my hands. Tragically for him, he's not out of my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5430093478990250771?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5430093478990250771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5430093478990250771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5430093478990250771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5430093478990250771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/08/dexter-morgan.html' title='Dexter Morgan'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TF4hop_vKyI/AAAAAAAAHqI/ixeIXdRwSks/s72-c/dexter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-343347374730585702</id><published>2010-07-08T18:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T18:44:17.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot ..</title><content type='html'>I guess a side effect of growing up is having biases, opinions and firm(er) beliefs. It means a better understanding of what you &lt;strong&gt;don't want&lt;/strong&gt; than what you &lt;strong&gt;do want&lt;/strong&gt;. Understanding of what you &lt;strong&gt;don't like&lt;/strong&gt; than what you &lt;strong&gt;do like&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TDZitYErxVI/AAAAAAAAHpA/qY1z_IWx9xI/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TDZitYErxVI/AAAAAAAAHpA/qY1z_IWx9xI/s200/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491685327320630610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my (partial) list of cannots ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fake interest in anything or anyone, when I don't have any&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say "Let's meet up sometime ..", if I never indent to&lt;br /&gt;I cannot ask "How's life ..", if I don't give a crap&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say "Hey, long time no see ..", if I pray I don't run into you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say "Yes" when I mean to say "No". So I say "Ok".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't hold a grudge if I happen to say any of the above to you. Because if I say that to you, I most certainly meant it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-343347374730585702?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/343347374730585702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=343347374730585702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/343347374730585702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/343347374730585702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-cannot.html' title='I cannot ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TDZitYErxVI/AAAAAAAAHpA/qY1z_IWx9xI/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-6473811719934235158</id><published>2010-06-19T14:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T15:04:36.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>HDR in Gimp</title><content type='html'>HDR is high density range imaging technique. I do believe that it is one of those powerful tools that can make an average picture a WOW picture, along with global contrast reduction and increasing color saturation.&lt;br /&gt;While multiple photo technique might be difficult to achieve (not tried yet), the software technique is really simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://herselfswebtools.com/2008/02/how-to-create-hdr-images-in-gimp-with-a-single-image.html"&gt;How to create HDR image in GIMP using a single image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my samples: Original, Overlay filter, Multiply filter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TB0dhKkkHoI/AAAAAAAAHmw/UTAbZgTPV10/s1600/914+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484572376817737346" border="0" alt="Original" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TB0dhKkkHoI/AAAAAAAAHmw/UTAbZgTPV10/s320/914+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TB0dt8yJmNI/AAAAAAAAHm4/CI-quAGC9DA/s1600/914+-+HDR+using+overlay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484572596454922450" border="0" alt="HDR using Overlay filter" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TB0dt8yJmNI/AAAAAAAAHm4/CI-quAGC9DA/s320/914+-+HDR+using+overlay.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TB0d7U_qzmI/AAAAAAAAHnA/qguMNJDEdM0/s1600/914+-+HDR+using+Multiply.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484572826292375138" border="0" alt="HDR using Multiply filter" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TB0d7U_qzmI/AAAAAAAAHnA/qguMNJDEdM0/s320/914+-+HDR+using+Multiply.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6473811719934235158?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6473811719934235158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6473811719934235158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6473811719934235158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6473811719934235158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/06/hdr-in-gimp.html' title='HDR in Gimp'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/TB0dhKkkHoI/AAAAAAAAHmw/UTAbZgTPV10/s72-c/914+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-8098402219601999978</id><published>2010-06-15T23:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:04:13.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythm Divine</title><content type='html'>In Enrique's words, "All I need is the rhythm divine, Lost in the music your heart will be mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"heart-beart" has always been a distant stranger, so don't know about that. But I do think I have found my rhythm divine. And BTW it has nothing to do with divinity or "wink wink, what up?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all starts at at 9am or so. Thereafter it is time to take care of that blocking if .. else that was solved in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rapid_eye_movement_sleep"&gt;REM sleep&lt;/a&gt;. A daily dose on ginger tea takes care of the blocking issues very well (now that sounds like a pun, but I assure you it is not! I am only talking about the code) and I am ready for work by 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach office in about 6 mins and at 12:30 pm it is time for an hour long lunch with office friends. We call it the "lunchtime CEOs meeting". It is our (only) chance for bashing the products like our phone, gaming products, the search engine, our brandnames .. and much more. We praise our competitors for what they are worth. We do make a lot of important decisions in our lunch time CEOs meeting. We shutdown projects, we fire the management, we give negative bonus for the higher ups. Then at 1:30 pm, we forget all that shit and get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30 pm to 6:30 pm is the golden work time. AR Rehman channel on &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt; makes work worth working on! If everything goes well, 7 pm to 8 pm is the gym time. &lt;a href="http://www.proclub.com/"&gt;PRO club&lt;/a&gt; is indeed a way of life and luxury. It is probably the only thing that I will miss if I leave Seattle, apart from my people of course. A 10 minute Sauna at 160F diffuses all frustrations in life (which my friends claim that I don't have any 'yet').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like a laid back and relaxed dinner watching '24'. About 2 hours of action packed drama is so relaxing, especially to know that others lives are more screwed that yours. (Oh, I am not saying that my life is screwed, its just boring mostly). Anyway, these extraordinarily amazing TV shows do make life worth living. At 10 pm, its Pandora time again - this time with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kishore_Kumar"&gt;Kishor Kumar&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norah_Jones"&gt;Norah Jones&lt;/a&gt; channel and its time to log in back into work, a good soothing time to reply to that burning conversation, to debug that spaghetti code that you end up owning. At 12 am, it is either time to sleep or getting another 45 min dose of '24'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and its next day! Life goes on. Rhythm divine :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8098402219601999978?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8098402219601999978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8098402219601999978&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8098402219601999978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8098402219601999978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/06/rhythm-divine.html' title='Rhythm Divine'/><author><name>itskary</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-3945689297545806739</id><published>2010-05-22T20:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:25:16.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The good 'ol 'Whats up?'</title><content type='html'>Clearly not much into blogging these days .. so the usual question is back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV shows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely spellbound by the quality TV shows in the American production houses. Lost and 24 tops my chart so far. Amazing cast, awesome story, great direction, fantastic camera work is just the tip of the iceberg. Once you start watching, you are put into a deep trance, the characters talk to you, they become part of your daily life and the difference between real life and reel life vanishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the light comedy side, 30 Rock and The Big Bang Theory steals the show. Tina Fey's superb direction and acting; and Sheldon's 'geeky gibberish' are just masterpieces of comedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many hours of video I watched in the last 6 months :)&lt;br /&gt;Netflix rocks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photogprahy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed by what a good camera can produce! Just a little theory and understanding of the basic settings can take you from a beginner to one step closer to a pro. But more importantly, photo editing with a layered editing software like GIMP takes a capture to a whole new level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I was not watching TV shows, I was either out to some place with the camera (public parks, long drive, beach, lakes) or at some coffee shop with friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my clicks: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amitkary/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/amitkary/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving aimlessly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This actually does in sync with the urge to click. I discovered so many barns, farms, stables, dog parks in the Redmond area! The Eastside (Redmond and more east) is a real countryside! Loving it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how driving aimlessly works - Ignition ON, when at a turn decide which way you want to go, no prior thinking, no looking at the watch and the GPS turned off, return when hungry or thirsty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the summer arrives in the northwest, hoping to reduce on the video content, more outdoors, more photography, more adventures and oh, more work as well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3945689297545806739?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3945689297545806739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3945689297545806739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3945689297545806739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3945689297545806739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-ol-whats-up.html' title='The good &apos;ol &apos;Whats up?&apos;'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-8220803103513252032</id><published>2010-05-10T17:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:21:51.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>Fear: Prison Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;An amazing script in a long time .. on fear, from a TV show Prison Break - Season 1. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0589505/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Scofield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: When I was young, I couldn&amp;#39;t sleep at night. &lt;br&gt;[&lt;i&gt;He finishes tying his shoe&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0589505/" target="_blank"&gt;Michael Scofield&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Because I thought there was a monster in the closet. &lt;br&gt; [&lt;i&gt;Sara smiles&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0589505/" target="_blank"&gt;Michael Scofield&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: But my brother told me there wasn&amp;#39;t anything in the closet but fear. And fear wasn&amp;#39;t real. He said it wasn&amp;#39;t made of anything, it was just &lt;br&gt; [&lt;i&gt;he pauses&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0589505/" target="_blank"&gt;Michael Scofield&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: air. Not even that. He said you just have to face it. You just have to open that door, and the monster would disappear. &lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0915637/" target="_blank"&gt;Dr. Sara Tancredi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Your brother sounds like a smart man. &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0589505/" target="_blank"&gt;Michael Scofield&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: He is. In here though, you face your fear. You open that door, and there&amp;#39;s a hundred more doors behind it. And the monsters that are hiding behind them, are all real. &lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8220803103513252032?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8220803103513252032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8220803103513252032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8220803103513252032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8220803103513252032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/05/fear-prison-break.html' title='Fear: Prison Break'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-2345527078530437590</id><published>2010-04-23T01:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:22:33.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Enigma - Return to Innocence</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite songs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Return To Innocence"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the beginning of the end&lt;br /&gt;That's the return to yourself&lt;br /&gt;The return to innocence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love - Devotion&lt;br /&gt;Feeling - Emotion &lt;br /&gt;Love - Devotion&lt;br /&gt;Feeling - Emotion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to be weak&lt;br /&gt;Don't be too proud to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just look into your heart my friend&lt;br /&gt;That will be the return to yourself&lt;br /&gt;The return to innocence &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want, then start to laugh&lt;br /&gt;If you must, then start to cry&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself don't hide&lt;br /&gt;Just believe in destiny &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what people say&lt;br /&gt;Just follow your own way&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up and use the chance&lt;br /&gt;To return to innocence &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the beginning of the end&lt;br /&gt;That's the return to yourself&lt;br /&gt;The return to innocence &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what people say&lt;br /&gt;Follow just your own way Follow just your own way&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up, don't give up&lt;br /&gt;To return, to return to innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want then laugh&lt;br /&gt;If you must then cry&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself don't hide&lt;br /&gt;Just believe in destiny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2345527078530437590?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2345527078530437590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2345527078530437590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2345527078530437590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2345527078530437590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/04/enigma-return-to-innocence.html' title='Enigma - Return to Innocence'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-2857164960679195873</id><published>2010-04-18T15:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T15:16:35.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Contrast mask</title><content type='html'>If you have an image that seems to have a high global contrast and if you desire the following: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reduce the global contrast &lt;br /&gt;2. Build color intensity &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Duplicate layer &lt;br /&gt;2. On the Background layer - desaturate (luminosity), invert &lt;br /&gt;3. Mode - Overlay &lt;br /&gt;4. Pick the Opacity slider [This will decide the global contrast]&lt;br /&gt;5. Filter Blur - Gaussian blur (5 or so)  [This step will increase picture detail]&lt;br /&gt;6. Adjust Opacity again &lt;br /&gt;7. Merge layers (or Flatten image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-yZMum5I20&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-yZMum5I20&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2857164960679195873?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2857164960679195873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2857164960679195873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2857164960679195873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2857164960679195873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/04/contrast-mask.html' title='Contrast mask'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-5478772955508502754</id><published>2010-04-17T23:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:29:15.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Gimp: Levels and Histograms</title><content type='html'>The most basic fix that EACH picture taken needs after a crop is the contrast adjustment. We can adjust the tonal range in a much better way using the level and tonal histograms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAomnn2Bbus&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAomnn2Bbus&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5478772955508502754?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5478772955508502754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5478772955508502754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5478772955508502754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5478772955508502754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/04/gimp-levels-and-histograms.html' title='Gimp: Levels and Histograms'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-6878822261125973778</id><published>2010-03-28T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:32:15.594-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Camera tripods</title><content type='html'>Buying a tripod was as hard as buying a camera! May be that was expected because a post said - &amp;quot;The best photographers talk tripods, tripod heads, and quick releases.&amp;quot; (as opposed to camera body, lens and filters). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally settled down with &lt;a href="http://www.adorama.com/SU4300B.html"&gt;Sunpak 4300 PRO B Tripod with Metal Ball Head&lt;/a&gt; after taking advice from a friend. While I think that I am an aspiring photographer, my current equipment and requirements do not need anything more fancy and expensive than this. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if anyone needs a good start point check &lt;a href="http://www.adorama.com/alc/article/BUYING-GUIDE-Tripods-for-Photographers"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://photo.net/equipment/tripods/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6878822261125973778?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6878822261125973778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6878822261125973778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6878822261125973778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6878822261125973778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/camera-tripods.html' title='Camera tripods'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-6629479678709056132</id><published>2010-03-21T16:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:27:43.244-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Motion blurs</title><content type='html'>Motion blur can be achieved by several ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still camera pointing at the background with slow shutter and let the object pass by quickly [this will blur the foreground moving object]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moving camera focusing on the moving object and following it with the same speed. [this will blur the background and keep the moving object in sharp focus]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moving camera focusing on the moving object (but different speed than the moving object) [this will blur the background and also the object]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Practically, all these effects are easier to achieve in software than with the camera itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S6aO_fdK5_I/AAAAAAAAHHU/cmrXOFVN2UE/s1600-h/DSC_0067+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S6aO_fdK5_I/AAAAAAAAHHU/cmrXOFVN2UE/s320/DSC_0067+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451201620405315570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S6aPFO_1AnI/AAAAAAAAHHc/Tf0EglL1uo0/s1600-h/DSC_0067+-+Copy+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S6aPFO_1AnI/AAAAAAAAHHc/Tf0EglL1uo0/s320/DSC_0067+-+Copy+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451201719066493554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6629479678709056132?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6629479678709056132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6629479678709056132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6629479678709056132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6629479678709056132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/motion-blurs.html' title='Motion blurs'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S6aO_fdK5_I/AAAAAAAAHHU/cmrXOFVN2UE/s72-c/DSC_0067+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-3937263538046421653</id><published>2010-03-21T00:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T15:22:33.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>GIMP: Motion Blur an image background</title><content type='html'>I think this is one of the most used effects in image post-processing; mainly in sports photography. Now that I have tried it, it seems really simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Duplicate layer &lt;br /&gt;2. Blur - Gaussian blur &lt;br /&gt;3. Add layer mask (white - full opacity)&lt;br /&gt;4. Pick brush and foreground color as black&lt;br /&gt;5. Start erasing on the mask &lt;br /&gt;6. Merge down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjGNAAeBgdE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjGNAAeBgdE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-T7Q4jKRkqY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-T7Q4jKRkqY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3937263538046421653?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3937263538046421653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3937263538046421653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3937263538046421653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3937263538046421653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/gimp-motion-blur-image-background.html' title='GIMP: Motion Blur an image background'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-6535882553890390922</id><published>2010-03-21T00:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:28:28.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Curves</title><content type='html'>As sexy as the word might sound, 'Curves' is indeed the sexiest tool available in GIMP for image contrast manipulation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a very simple basic tutorial: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCoOyqt9qa8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCoOyqt9qa8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6535882553890390922?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6535882553890390922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6535882553890390922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6535882553890390922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6535882553890390922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/curves.html' title='Curves'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-3127409024316605803</id><published>2010-03-17T12:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:22:33.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Sunrise - Norah Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ss3148ZXwuc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ss3148ZXwuc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sunrise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sunrise, sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Looks like mornin' in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But the clocks held 9:15 for hours&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise, sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't tempt us if it tried&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the afternoon's already come and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said hoo...&lt;br /&gt;To you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't find it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure it's written all over my face&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise&lt;br /&gt;Never something I could hide&lt;br /&gt;When I see we made it through another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said hoo...&lt;br /&gt;To you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now good night&lt;br /&gt;Throw its cover down&lt;br /&gt;On me again&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and if I'm right&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way&lt;br /&gt;To bring me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoo...&lt;br /&gt;To you&lt;br /&gt;Hoo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3127409024316605803?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3127409024316605803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3127409024316605803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3127409024316605803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3127409024316605803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunrise-norah-jones.html' title='Sunrise - Norah Jones'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-4999952240492909787</id><published>2010-03-12T00:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:14:30.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>BW background for the colored image</title><content type='html'>Black and white background photo editing turned out to be pretty easy using the &lt;a href="http://makeebookcovers.com/tutorial/make-image-color-with-black-and-white-background/"&gt;'free select' tool of GIMP&lt;/a&gt;. But this is the easy way though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to me the difficult way that uses layers is more visually appealing. But I couldn't get it right yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a picture from our Yellowstone trip (Summer of '09). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S5nMsOCjykI/AAAAAAAAHAc/MtNgoECHNrg/s1600-h/IMG_3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S5nMsOCjykI/AAAAAAAAHAc/MtNgoECHNrg/s320/IMG_3169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447610284336466498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S5nMRvtfQiI/AAAAAAAAHAU/lvgzvNEn8qE/s1600-h/IMG_3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S5nMRvtfQiI/AAAAAAAAHAU/lvgzvNEn8qE/s320/IMG_3169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447609829518426658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-4999952240492909787?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/4999952240492909787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=4999952240492909787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4999952240492909787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4999952240492909787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/bw-background-for-colored-image.html' title='BW background for the colored image'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S5nMsOCjykI/AAAAAAAAHAc/MtNgoECHNrg/s72-c/IMG_3169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-5311086553979131689</id><published>2010-03-09T00:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:22:33.874-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Soft lights and hard country music!</title><content type='html'>[amazing song by Moe Bandy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it really tears me up when I hear a hurtin' song&lt;br /&gt;And I'm someone who likes a good cold beer&lt;br /&gt;Baby's gone and after hurtin' all day long&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels the need to come in here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need soft lights and hard country music&lt;br /&gt;Those cheatin' songs assure me that her leaving's real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need soft lights and hard country music&lt;br /&gt;A steel guitar in a dimly bar knows exactly how I feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the tempo's up the lights're low and I'm a gettin' down&lt;br /&gt;With that woman that I met in here last night&lt;br /&gt;She's hurtin' like I am and we don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;So play that country music and keep it tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we need soft lights...&lt;br /&gt;A steel guitar in a dimly bar knows exactly how I feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5311086553979131689?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-406991635797562481</id><published>2010-03-08T01:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T01:31:53.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions ..</title><content type='html'>I was flying back from India on the eve of 31st December 2009 .. had nothing better to do on the fight .. so was scribbling my mind out. These were not the resolutions for the new year but the resolutions for life actually .. &lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t let anyone or anything make you feel like crap:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Sometimes (read as always) we compare ourselves to others so much that anything that we don&amp;#39;t get (and others do) makes us feel like crap. Our thoughts become so focused to one thing that we cannot see what we have that others don&amp;#39;t. As the Oracle (in Matrix) says: &lt;i&gt;We are all here to do what we are all here to do&lt;/i&gt;. Hence there should be really no issues if we cannot do what others can, &lt;i&gt;because we can do something that others cannot&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;All is well:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;As the 3rd Idiot says: Tell yourself - All is well. &lt;br&gt;Because if it was not you would probably be sitting below the poverty line, crippled, no one to love you and kicked around by the powerful ones. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be Yourself: &lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;If you need to pose as someone different each time you need to impress someone, probably you are not what you wanted to be. It means it is time to change yourself to that someone so that you do not need to use a false identity anymore. Be Yourself. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smile, that&amp;#39;s all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-406991635797562481?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/406991635797562481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=406991635797562481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/406991635797562481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/406991635797562481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-7428204208462559530</id><published>2010-03-05T14:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T14:39:50.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret of Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;A young man once asked  Socrates the secret of success. Socrates told the young man to meet him  near the river the next morning. They met. Socrates asked the young man  to walk with him into the river. When the water got up to their neck,  Socrates took the young man by surprise and swiftly ducked him into the  water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The boy struggled to get out but Socrates was strong and kept him  there until the boy started turning blue. Socrates pulled the boy’s head  out of the water and the first thing the young man did was to gasp and  take a deep breath of air. &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socrates asked him, "what did you want the most when you were  there?" The boy replied, "Air". Socrates said, "That is the secret of  success! When you want success as badly as you wanted the air, then you  will get it!" There is no other secret.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ~Gopal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-7428204208462559530?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7428204208462559530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7428204208462559530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7428204208462559530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7428204208462559530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/secret-of-success.html' title='The Secret of Success'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-7452684766138386944</id><published>2010-03-03T01:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T01:56:49.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Variable exposures at ISO 200</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44Glx9eUPI/AAAAAAAAG8o/RlFJhd1KU0I/s1600-h/4s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44Glx9eUPI/AAAAAAAAG8o/RlFJhd1KU0I/s320/4s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444296245673611506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    4s ISO 200(over exposed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44Ggh3oRsI/AAAAAAAAG8g/jzAig8GZfis/s1600-h/1_6s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44Ggh3oRsI/AAAAAAAAG8g/jzAig8GZfis/s320/1_6s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444296155454785218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   1/6 s, f/6.0, ISO 200 (bit over exposed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44GbWxOzYI/AAAAAAAAG8Y/f3X7qJG-NQA/s1600-h/1_20s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44GbWxOzYI/AAAAAAAAG8Y/f3X7qJG-NQA/s320/1_20s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444296066575814018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  1/20 s, f/6.3, ISO 200 (looks best to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44GVk355hI/AAAAAAAAG8Q/dP5EqO9H2rk/s1600-h/1_800s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44GVk355hI/AAAAAAAAG8Q/dP5EqO9H2rk/s320/1_800s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444295967282685458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 1/800 s, f/6.3, ISO 200 (under exposed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S44GMB5FQDI/AAAAAAAAG8I/KOH2nbN0Qa0/s1600-h/1_4000s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F-stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The different aperture settings are called f-stops. The larger the number, the smaller the aperture. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S43ZYxCigkI/AAAAAAAAG6g/FB6wyzWP3gM/s1600-h/fstop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 82px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S43ZYxCigkI/AAAAAAAAG6g/FB6wyzWP3gM/s320/fstop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444246544064873026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shutter speed and Aperture: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;A faster shutter speed will require a larger aperture to allow enough light into the camera, and a slower shutter speed will need a smaller aperture to prevent too much light from getting in. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Shutter speed is how long the shutter is open to allow light into the camera. Shutter speed is measured in seconds. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;[FASTEST] 1/4000 s, 1/3200 s, 1/250 s, ...&lt;br /&gt;1/60 s, 1/30 s, ... 1 s, 10 s, 30s [SLOWEST]&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The ISO is simply how sensitive the film, or censor in a digital camera, is to light. The lower the ISO is, the less sensitive it is to light. The higher the ISO is, the more sensitive it is to light. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The higher the ISO, the grainier your photo will look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S43Y-FXFchI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/dLmeKMW76Tc/s1600-h/isoandlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S43Y-FXFchI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/dLmeKMW76Tc/s320/isoandlight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444246085663289874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S43ZPyNbGHI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/HYTawfJMNEQ/s1600-h/isoandgrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S43ZPyNbGHI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/HYTawfJMNEQ/s320/isoandgrain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444246389760137330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8025509475405681259?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8025509475405681259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8025509475405681259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8025509475405681259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8025509475405681259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/03/iso-aperture-shutter-speed.html' title='ISO, Aperture, Shutter speed'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S43ZYxCigkI/AAAAAAAAG6g/FB6wyzWP3gM/s72-c/fstop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-7182509626960973586</id><published>2010-02-28T20:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:02:58.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Spring in Redmond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S4sd5dYXCeI/AAAAAAAAG5o/MhXJKhrtceU/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S4sd5dYXCeI/AAAAAAAAG5o/MhXJKhrtceU/s320/061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443477447583926754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-7182509626960973586?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7182509626960973586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7182509626960973586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7182509626960973586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7182509626960973586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/02/spring-in-redmond.html' title='Spring in Redmond'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S4sd5dYXCeI/AAAAAAAAG5o/MhXJKhrtceU/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-3325710195980142730</id><published>2010-02-27T21:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:51:25.419-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Blurring the background (A mode)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S4nZdV58_nI/AAAAAAAAG5I/YJ_fYuUbNgA/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S4nZdV58_nI/AAAAAAAAG5I/YJ_fYuUbNgA/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443120722773606002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next few days I am hoping to write down what I learn, so that I remember it and also get some expert suggestions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the SLR cameras, &lt;a href="http://www.slrphotographyguide.com/camera/settings/av-mode.shtml"&gt;A mode determines&lt;/a&gt; whether all the photograph is in focus or part of. For example you can choose to have a sharp foreground and background, or they can blur the background. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aperture#In_photography"&gt;Aperture priority&lt;/a&gt; is a semi-automatic shooting mode used in cameras. It allows the photographer to choose an aperture setting and allow the camera to decide the shutter speed and sometimes ISO sensitivity for the correct exposure. This is sometimes referred to as Aperture Priority Auto Exposure or the A mode.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smaller the aperture size mean higher F number. The higher the F number, the more of the photo that will be in focus. &lt;br /&gt;Opening the lens wide means lowering the F stop number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F number = Focal length / Aperture diameter&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Tamron 18-200 provides f/3.5 - f/22 range. I am guessing that f/4.0 to f/7.0 is going to be my range.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3325710195980142730?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3325710195980142730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3325710195980142730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3325710195980142730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3325710195980142730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/02/blurring-background-mode.html' title='Blurring the background (A mode)'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S4nZdV58_nI/AAAAAAAAG5I/YJ_fYuUbNgA/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-2684994753605434370</id><published>2010-02-27T20:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:29:26.211-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>My high power zoom and wide angle eyes!</title><content type='html'>For long I curbed my desire to buy a real camera (read as DSLR) with a (valid) excuse that digital photography is going to be an art killer for me. When you have the convenience of the advanced gadgets to show your creativity, it is hard to go back to basics (paper and pencil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But considering the reality that I am getting nowhere with the paper and pencil I succumbed. I got my digital SLR shipped and I soon realized that DSLR is for those who are serious about photography. Thankfully I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too early for me to give any advice, but if you are generally hoping to use the auto mode in the camera, do not buy a DSLR. Instead a high end point and shoot will do the work - at much lower price, much smaller size and much lower weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pointed by one of my photographer friends - &lt;a href="http://dpreview.com/"&gt;http://dpreview.com/&lt;/a&gt; was the most comprehensive site to browse for all the detailed reviews and basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Nikon D90 with Tamron 18-200mm lens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2684994753605434370?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2684994753605434370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2684994753605434370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2684994753605434370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2684994753605434370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-high-power-zoom-and-wide-angle-eyes.html' title='My high power zoom and wide angle eyes!'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-7794128566300695646</id><published>2010-02-21T14:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T14:07:38.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever? Drink lots of water.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freedrinkingwater.com/water-education3/18-water-fever.htm"&gt;http://www.freedrinkingwater.com/water-education3/18-water-fever.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When          one has a fever, despite the discomfort, it is a good thing- it means          the body is fighting off an illness or infection. The normal body temperature          is 98.6 degrees. Most fevers up to 100 degrees do not even need a visit to the doctor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The most          important thing though is to keep body fluids flowing. Like in heat exhaustion          and heat stroke and other similar ailments, when the body temperature          goes up, the more fluid it uses. So, although inactive and lying in bed,          one can still become dehydrated with a fever. To prevent dehydration during          a fever, body fluids need to be replenished. The average adult should          drink about 10 glasses of water per day, more than the usual average. If your fever is the cause of          another illness, such as the cold or the flu, water is equally important          in flushing out the body of the "bug" that is causing the illness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-7794128566300695646?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/7794128566300695646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=7794128566300695646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7794128566300695646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/7794128566300695646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/02/fever-drink-lots-of-water.html' title='Fever? Drink lots of water.'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-1143833030585675470</id><published>2010-02-16T17:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:26:20.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S3saOHMDF0I/AAAAAAAAG2Q/9XcCDvUFA6E/s1600-h/coin_flip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438969804730079042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S3saOHMDF0I/AAAAAAAAG2Q/9XcCDvUFA6E/s320/coin_flip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When faced with two choices, simply toss a coin. It works not because it settles the question for you, but because, in that brief moment when the coin is in the air, you suddenly know what you are hoping for.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an awesome grook by Piet Hein on this :&lt;br /&gt;A PSYCHOLOGICAL TIP&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're called on to make up your mind,&lt;br /&gt;and you're hampered by not having any,&lt;br /&gt;the best way to solve the dilemma, you'll find,&lt;br /&gt;is simply by spinning a penny.&lt;br /&gt;No -- not so that chance shall decide the affair&lt;br /&gt;while you're passively standing there moping;&lt;br /&gt;but the moment the penny is up in the air,&lt;br /&gt;you suddenly know what you're hoping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1143833030585675470?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1143833030585675470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1143833030585675470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1143833030585675470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1143833030585675470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/02/toss.html' title='Toss'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S3saOHMDF0I/AAAAAAAAG2Q/9XcCDvUFA6E/s72-c/coin_flip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-5727331477859327574</id><published>2010-02-07T15:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:21:03.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>Prehistoric Beasts: BBC documentary</title><content type='html'>This is the missing link between the demise of dinosaurs and the rise of the Apes. Not often that we get to see these magnificent post-dinosaur creatures that ruled our planet amongst several droughts and the ice ages in the history of earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28hvAimVCI/AAAAAAAAG1M/4pSRLbI-dM0/s1600-h/prehistoric.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28hvAimVCI/AAAAAAAAG1M/4pSRLbI-dM0/s320/prehistoric.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435600366742164514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Taking up where the Walking with Dinosaurs documentary ended, Prehistoric Beasts will awe you with up-close and personal looks at species that became extinct a few thousand years ago -- just a blink of an eye on history's time line. It's the dawn of the age of mammals when creatures such as the smilodon, the giant ground sloth and the saber-toothed tiger roamed the savannahs … as did man in his earliest incarnations."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen million years after dinosaurs have disappeared, &lt;b&gt;Germany &lt;/b&gt;is a steamy jungle inhabited by &lt;b&gt;giant ants, tiny horses, "walking whales" and gigantic flightless birds&lt;/b&gt;. As these and other animals struggle to survive, carbon dioxide trapped beneath a nearby lake threatens to escape and extinguish all life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five million years ago, the largest land mammal that ever lived -- a massive &lt;b&gt;hornless rhinoceros&lt;/b&gt; called the indricotherium -- roamed &lt;b&gt;central Asia and southern Pakistan&lt;/b&gt;. This episode follows the fate of one such giant from its birth to adulthood as it struggles to survive drought, killer hogs and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans haven't always been at the top of the food chain: More than 3 million years ago, the small &lt;b&gt;hominid Australopithecus&lt;/b&gt; inhabited what today is &lt;b&gt;Ethiopia&lt;/b&gt;, and though they walked upright, their brains were similar in size to those of chimps, making them easy prey for saber-toothed cats and other predators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focusing on the trials and tribulations of Half Tooth, a &lt;b&gt;saber-toothed cat&lt;/b&gt; ousted from his pride by a pair of rivals, this episode shines the spotlight on the exotic creatures that inhabited prehistoric &lt;b&gt;South America&lt;/b&gt;: 9-foot "&lt;b&gt;terror birds&lt;/b&gt;," giant ground sloths, armadillo-like beasts the size of cars and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final episode, viewers travel back in time 30,000 years to follow a herd of &lt;b&gt;wooly mammoths&lt;/b&gt; as they migrate from their North Sea summer home to their winter digs in the &lt;b&gt;Swiss Alps&lt;/b&gt;. Along the way, the prehistoric beasts encounter numerous obstacles, including frozen bogs and &lt;b&gt;murderous Neanderthals&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5727331477859327574?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5727331477859327574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5727331477859327574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5727331477859327574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5727331477859327574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/02/prehistoric-beasts-bbc-documentary.html' title='Prehistoric Beasts: BBC documentary'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28hvAimVCI/AAAAAAAAG1M/4pSRLbI-dM0/s72-c/prehistoric.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-8111344454748352295</id><published>2010-02-07T15:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:21:03.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>Desi impact on Netflix, Bellevue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28cDGcCjPI/AAAAAAAAG1E/N3QXIYGxCs8/s1600-h/netflix1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28cDGcCjPI/AAAAAAAAG1E/N3QXIYGxCs8/s320/netflix1.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435594114852883698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28b_z5CYnI/AAAAAAAAG08/JcHAz7yJkts/s1600-h/netflix2.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28b_z5CYnI/AAAAAAAAG08/JcHAz7yJkts/s320/netflix2.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435594058334626418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28b8UJqVlI/AAAAAAAAG00/MKj4907V_wI/s1600-h/netflix3.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28b8UJqVlI/AAAAAAAAG00/MKj4907V_wI/s320/netflix3.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435593998274811474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28b4dRy2xI/AAAAAAAAG0s/ItNbpmVFXhQ/s1600-h/netflix4.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28b4dRy2xI/AAAAAAAAG0s/ItNbpmVFXhQ/s320/netflix4.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435593932005366546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8111344454748352295?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8111344454748352295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8111344454748352295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8111344454748352295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8111344454748352295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/02/desi-impact-on-netflix-bellevue.html' title='Desi impact on Netflix, Bellevue'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S28cDGcCjPI/AAAAAAAAG1E/N3QXIYGxCs8/s72-c/netflix1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-869007067804515081</id><published>2010-01-31T19:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:17:19.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to draw caricatures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have always been highly astonished by the cartoonists' work. Apart from the caricatures seen in the daily newspapers and magazines, the only &lt;a href="https://www.manase.org/maharashtra.php?mid=66&amp;amp;smid=11"&gt;live exhibition&lt;/a&gt; that I have seen is Raj Thakarey's (yeah the same MNS guy!) work at Balagandharva, Pune. I remember trying my hand at caricatures at that time but soon gave up due to lack of skill.&lt;/p&gt;Recently, a friend sent me the link to Raj Thakarey's caricatures and surprisingly most of these were from the collection that I had seen live years ago. That was just enough to re-ignite the spark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my skill at art still remains the same (or may be less), I am equipped with some amazing technology - lots of free learning resources online, image search, a digital camera and the tablet that I bought a year ago for this same reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I started a bit more formally. Got some basic lessons for caricature drawing from &lt;a href="http://www.learn-to-draw.com/caricature/" target="_blank"&gt;Learn to Draw Caricatures&lt;/a&gt;. The most important thing to start with caricatures is the knowledge of proportions of the human face. Measuring the whole face using the length of the eye is the best technique I have known so far. Anyone who draws portraits generally has the knowledge of these proportions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The basic question is "How do I know which features to exaggerate on the face?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observation and identification of the features is a matter of extreme practice. It is not only about the face but sometimes even the body language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once you have identified the prominient features, the next step is to minimize features that are minimized on the subject and maximize the features that are maximized on the subject. Personally I have found it easy to identify features that need to be maximised. Need a lot of practice to know which features can be minimised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://karycatures.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://karycatures.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&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/15645059-869007067804515081?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/869007067804515081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=869007067804515081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/869007067804515081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/869007067804515081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/01/learning-to-draw-caricatures.html' title='Learning to draw caricatures'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-3137145343176523956</id><published>2010-01-26T01:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:21:03.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S16K6Sfrx7I/AAAAAAAAGxY/voRRgU63diI/s1600-h/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S16K6Sfrx7I/AAAAAAAAGxY/voRRgU63diI/s320/lost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430930934657173426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S16K_CaVDUI/AAAAAAAAGxg/gLsixDhhqfE/s1600-h/lost_cast_s2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S16K_CaVDUI/AAAAAAAAGxg/gLsixDhhqfE/s320/lost_cast_s2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430931016239091010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been completely hooked on to Lost (TV show) since last 1 month. I watched 5 seasons of lost in the last 30 days! Thats about 90 hours of video content. It is definitely &lt;strong&gt;The Best TV show&lt;/strong&gt; I have ever seen in my life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3137145343176523956?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3137145343176523956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3137145343176523956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3137145343176523956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3137145343176523956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/01/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S16K6Sfrx7I/AAAAAAAAGxY/voRRgU63diI/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-8406965000094904034</id><published>2010-01-24T17:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:49:59.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Why Zebras Don't Get Ulcers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1zOJTFPZhI/AAAAAAAAGvI/_Qsb94C2Uf0/s1600-h/zebras.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1zOJTFPZhI/AAAAAAAAGvI/_Qsb94C2Uf0/s320/zebras.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430441909838374418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bestsellers in stress management. The trick is actually very simple - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;regular exercise and socialize&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In the face of strong winds, let me be a blade of grass. In the face of strong walls, let me be a gale of wind.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8406965000094904034?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8406965000094904034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8406965000094904034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8406965000094904034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8406965000094904034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-zebras-dont-get-ulcers.html' title='Why Zebras Don&apos;t Get Ulcers'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1zOJTFPZhI/AAAAAAAAGvI/_Qsb94C2Uf0/s72-c/zebras.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-5403118082493602575</id><published>2010-01-23T23:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:57:05.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Carbs, Fat and Protein</title><content type='html'>I have been in a healthy lifestyle mode since mid 2009. So that includes regular swimming, gym and of course healthy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note: Regular does not mean everyday ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about food, simply put we need 3 kinds of nutrients = Protein, Carbohydrates (Carbs), Fat.&lt;br /&gt;We often hear about eating more protein and substitute some of the carbs to burn the fat. Confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The precedence of burning these nutrients into energy (calories) for bodily functions: &lt;b&gt;Carbs &amp;gt; Fat &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Protein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 gram carbs = 4 calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Carb burns much faster to produce energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 gram fat = 9 calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;But converting fat into usable energy takes longer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 gram protein = 4 calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Protein is used for energy only under extreme physical burn down. You don't want to get there ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to burn the extra body fat, eat less carbs. Of course east less fat! This means that the body is now forced to burn the fat&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Substitute the lesser carb intake with protein. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Talking about protein, I prefer whey protein to soy protein. Firstly because whey assimilates more than soy. Secondly, it tastes much better! Blend it with strawberry, banana or mango after the workout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Consult your medical practitioner to find out what suits your body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-5403118082493602575?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/5403118082493602575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=5403118082493602575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5403118082493602575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/5403118082493602575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/01/carbs-fat-and-protein.html' title='Carbs, Fat and Protein'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-1620678178362864482</id><published>2010-01-20T23:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:15:10.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Desi ghee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1fURA_lKHI/AAAAAAAAGow/ClRyBPFaWKE/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1fURA_lKHI/AAAAAAAAGow/ClRyBPFaWKE/s320/040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429041264607963250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever tried making Desi ghee here in the US. It is actually very easy and tastes better than the Indian store ghee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a pack of unsalted butter from the grocery store and heat in a pan on medium heat for about 15-17 minutes. Thats it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not amazing, but quite close :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1620678178362864482?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1620678178362864482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1620678178362864482&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1620678178362864482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1620678178362864482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/01/desi-ghee.html' title='Desi ghee'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1fURA_lKHI/AAAAAAAAGow/ClRyBPFaWKE/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-6862005841054878745</id><published>2010-01-20T01:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:58:23.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Downtown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're alone and life is making you lonely you can always go downtown! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sku-1hqA5xw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sku-1hqA5xw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6862005841054878745?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6862005841054878745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6862005841054878745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6862005841054878745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6862005841054878745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/01/downtown.html' title='Downtown'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-6666572050931765694</id><published>2010-01-20T01:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:58:23.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Make Your Own Kind of Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNmFYwqJrHA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UNmFYwqJrHA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can tell ya;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one song worth singin'.&lt;br /&gt;They may try and sell ya,&lt;br /&gt;'cause it hangs them up&lt;br /&gt;to see somone like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you've gotta make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;sing your own special song,&lt;br /&gt;make your own kind of music even if nobody&lt;br /&gt;else sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you cannot take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;and if you must be goin',&lt;br /&gt;I will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be knowing&lt;br /&gt;the loneliest kind of lonely.&lt;br /&gt;It may be rough goin',&lt;br /&gt;just to do your thing's&lt;br /&gt;the hardest thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you've gotta make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;sing your own special song,&lt;br /&gt;make your own kind of music even if nobody&lt;br /&gt;else sings along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you cannot take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;and if you must be goin',&lt;br /&gt;I will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta make your own kind of music&lt;br /&gt;sing your own special song,&lt;br /&gt;make your own kind of music even if nobody&lt;br /&gt;else sings along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Mamas and the Papas, 1969&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-6666572050931765694?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/6666572050931765694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=6666572050931765694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6666572050931765694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/6666572050931765694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-your-own-kind-of-music.html' title='Make Your Own Kind of Music'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-4790698124139960032</id><published>2010-01-15T00:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:48:08.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1ABgpg5ZAI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/QBwJmjeWPR4/s1600-h/words.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1ABgpg5ZAI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/QBwJmjeWPR4/s320/words.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426839211392721922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There once was a wise sage who wandered the countryside. One day, as he passed near a village, he was approached by a woman who told him of a sick child nearby. She beseeched him to help this child.  So the sage came to the village, and a crowd gathered around him, for such a man was a rare sight. One woman brought the sick child to him, and he said a prayer over her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Do you really think your prayer will help her, when medicine has failed?" yelled a man from the crowd. "You know nothing of such things! You are a stupid fool!" said the sage to the man. The man became very angry with these words and his face grew hot and red. He was about to say something, or perhaps strike out, when the sage walked over to him and said: "If one word has such power as to make you so angry and hot, may not another have the power to heal?" &lt;/p&gt;Treat your words as the mighty instruments they are - to heal, to bring into being, to nurture, to cherish, to bless, to forgive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[thanks ~Gopal]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-4790698124139960032?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/4790698124139960032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=4790698124139960032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4790698124139960032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4790698124139960032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2010/01/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/S1ABgpg5ZAI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/QBwJmjeWPR4/s72-c/words.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-9144919232365039574</id><published>2009-12-25T08:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:21:39.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/Sz5ZPGI_eVI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/Htmb_cGLpHY/s1600-h/20bucks.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/Sz5ZPGI_eVI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/Htmb_cGLpHY/s320/20bucks.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421869117281892690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this." He proceeded to crumple the dollar bill up. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. "Well," he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. "Now who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. "My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[thanks ~gopal]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-9144919232365039574?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/9144919232365039574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=9144919232365039574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/9144919232365039574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/9144919232365039574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-value.html' title='Our Value'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/Sz5ZPGI_eVI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/Htmb_cGLpHY/s72-c/20bucks.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-3839377438334852299</id><published>2009-12-21T13:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:25:39.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playful killer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/Sy-9VIIULeI/AAAAAAAAGmw/mdFPIk3-Xg0/s1600-h/leopard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/Sy-9VIIULeI/AAAAAAAAGmw/mdFPIk3-Xg0/s320/leopard2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417757047407259106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of David Attenborough's Discovery Channel wildlife special beautifully describes the leopard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Playful killer whose loving embrace splits the antelopes heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Beautiful death puts on a spotted robe when he goes to his victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3839377438334852299?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3839377438334852299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3839377438334852299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3839377438334852299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3839377438334852299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-david-attenboroughs-discovery.html' title='Playful killer'/><author><name>itskary</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4qgB2CoooT8/Sy-9VIIULeI/AAAAAAAAGmw/mdFPIk3-Xg0/s72-c/leopard2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15645059.post-8710416857402507585</id><published>2009-11-17T01:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:57:16.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>.. so I guess its just me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think its only me who has been writing with an average of 7.14 posts / month. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just happened to check my google reader feeds. I think they all have found better things to do, so its just me! :|&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;[Don&amp;#39;t tell me Twitter is the reason, I still dont buy Twitter - its too much distraction :)]&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - nothing since Dec 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God Catch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - no post since Jan 2009 &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MeThinks &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;since April 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let a Thousand Ideas bloom&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;no post since May 2009 &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thinking Understanding Doing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Great work! You have atleast 1 post per month, though you are busy :)&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/15645059-8710416857402507585?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8710416857402507585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8710416857402507585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8710416857402507585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8710416857402507585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-i-guess-its-just-me.html' title='.. so I guess its just me!'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-2343734478056921629</id><published>2009-11-14T15:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:36:45.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High!</title><content type='html'>No no, not that! I don't do all that :)&lt;br /&gt;After a long time did I go &lt;a href="http://itskary.blogspot.com/2007/09/everyday-has-song.html"&gt;high on a song&lt;/a&gt;. These are the days when I have highest level of concentration and get A Lottt of work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My definition of high on a song is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The song plays as soon as I wake up on the woofers in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;2. Then the laptop follows me into that bathroom ;)&lt;br /&gt;3. The CD plays it in my car in RPT mode (loop)&lt;br /&gt;4. Phulki.com plays it in a continuous loop on the headphones in the office.&lt;br /&gt;5. Same song plays in the car as I drive back.&lt;br /&gt;6. Then again on the woofers until I sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back about which have these songs been .. (can't remember all though and in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marathi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Man Udhaan Waryache - Shankar Mahadevan&lt;br /&gt;- Hey Raje - Mee Shivaji Raje Bhosale Boltoy&lt;br /&gt;- Sukha Mhanje - Prashant Damle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hindi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Om Shanti Om - Karz&lt;br /&gt;- Ankon Mein Teri Ajab Si - Om Shanti Om &lt;br /&gt;- Kaise Mujhe - Gahjni&lt;br /&gt;- Iktara - Wake Up Sid&lt;br /&gt;- Tamaaly Maak (Kaho na kaho Arabic original)&lt;br /&gt;- Sonu Nigam's Deewana&lt;br /&gt;- Twist and Chor Bazari: Love Aaj Kal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;English&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Its Another Tequilla Sunrise: Eagles&lt;br /&gt;- Some Hearts - Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;- Something Stupid : Robbie Williams, Nicole Kidman&lt;br /&gt;- A Moment Like This: Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;- Feel the rain on you skin: Natasha Beddingfield&lt;br /&gt;- All Summer Long - Kid Rock&lt;br /&gt;- Title song: The King of Queens&lt;br /&gt;- Somewhere  Over the Rainbow: Israel Kamakawiwo'ole&lt;br /&gt;- California Here We come!&lt;br /&gt;- Rhythm Divine: Enrique&lt;br /&gt;- Every Breath You Take: Sting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instrumental&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Enya&lt;br /&gt;- Yaani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-2343734478056921629?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/2343734478056921629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=2343734478056921629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2343734478056921629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/2343734478056921629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/11/high.html' title='High!'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-3112461781930389683</id><published>2009-11-06T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:55:43.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Poker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If anyone told you that life is a game of chess, football or cricket; please wipe your board clean. Because life is a &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Your cards is all you have in that round. Just play if you stand a chance. If in doubt, go for it! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;If confident of losing this round, wait for your winning cards, &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;right away :) &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sometimes one has to take control (&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;), sometimes give it away (&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). Giving away the control at the correct time makes &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; difference. It is better to accept and understand that we cannot win in each round. Hence the important thing is to understand is which winning round you should &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;One can learn a lot by studying his own moves. Look for the signs in yourself: a shaking hand, a sparkle in the eye, a friendly nod or an unintended lean backward. Once you know from experience what means what, FAKE it all in public. Get a &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;poker face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nothing is fair in the game, sometimes you are &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the small blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sometimes &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the big blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It is not in your hands, it is the rule of the game. Sometimes you suffer for what you did not do. Everyone does, at some point or the other. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;If you believe in yourself, go for &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Each round is not an &lt;em&gt;all in&lt;/em&gt; round. Know the difference between intuition and facts.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;One has to be really lucky to get a &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pocket pair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. If you are the one, make use of it! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mostly everyone contributes to the &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Generally only one takes the jackpot home. You could be &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one. Again, just play! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Don't &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when you can &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; don't &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when you can &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, don't &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when you can &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Intuition with intellect is your power and &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; chance to win. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Don't &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bluff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when you can use the intuition, sometimes do &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bluff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;high card&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Everything is fair as long as you don't reveal your cards.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Good players learn the rules of the game and build their skills. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sometimes you invest in bad &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and lose. Sometimes you execute flawlessly and still lose. But the more you &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the more you can win. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;No single &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will kick you out of the game. &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ed games are for strategy building. Stay focused on the present game, there is the next round to be played. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Don't be afraid to &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;play&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bluff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;raise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;win&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Because no one around you is. &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Act&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2005/08/life-lessons-from-poker/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life Lessons from Poker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glossary_of_poker_terms"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Glossary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/15645059-3112461781930389683?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3112461781930389683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3112461781930389683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3112461781930389683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3112461781930389683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-poker.html' title='Life is a Poker!'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-4138407255993852647</id><published>2009-11-06T02:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:56:42.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity</title><content type='html'>Traditionally horror movies are terrifying because of the scary faces and the scary background scores. But does real horror need any music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire movie is portrayed on the screen through the handycam held by either the boy or the girl. The movie is about a girl and her boyfriend living in a house where strange things happen every night. The paranormal activities are shown over a period of 18 nights (i guess) and the strange things increase in intensity each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue grey nightvision camera work to show some real-life scary scenes is innovative! No loud background music, but the killer &lt;strong&gt;silence&lt;/strong&gt; is used to create the horror. Loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was the directorial advisor, I would stabilize the camera a bit and shoot some scenes in third person. But overall excellent work I guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-4138407255993852647?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/4138407255993852647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=4138407255993852647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4138407255993852647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/4138407255993852647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/11/paranormal-activity.html' title='Paranormal Activity'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-8596524147697004529</id><published>2009-10-28T22:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:37:12.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about Life ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;.. it always reminds me of this dialogue between Julia roberts and Hugh Grant at the dinner table ... from the movie &lt;em&gt;Notting Hill. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;[who will get the last brownie?] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anna Scott&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; Wait, what about me? &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Max:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry, you think *you* deserve the brownie? &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anna Scott:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well a shot at it at least huh? &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;William:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, you&amp;#39;ll have to fight me for it, this is a very good brownie. &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anna Scott:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I&amp;#39;ve been on a diet every day since I was nineteen, which basically means I&amp;#39;ve been hungry for a decade. I&amp;#39;ve had a series of not nice boyfriends, one of whom hit me. Ah, and every time I get my heart broken, the newspapers splash it about as though it&amp;#39;s entertainment. And it&amp;#39;s taken two rather painful operations to get me looking like this. &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Really? &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna Scott:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Really. And, one day not long from now, my looks will go, they will discover I can&amp;#39;t act and I will become some sad middle-aged woman who looks a bit like someone who was famous for a while. &lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [long pause] Nah, nice try gorgeous, but you don&amp;#39;t fool anyone. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;William:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pathetic effort to hog the brownie. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;[all laughs]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8596524147697004529?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8596524147697004529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8596524147697004529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8596524147697004529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8596524147697004529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/10/talking-about-life.html' title='Talking about Life ..'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-1786647593799279806</id><published>2009-10-28T00:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:02:12.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Poker quotes</title><content type='html'>If, after the first twenty minutes, you don't know who the sucker at the table is, it's you. ~David Levien and Brian Koppelman, Rounders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best chance to get a Royal Flush in a casino is in the bathroom. ~V.P. Pappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commonest mistake in history is underestimating your opponent; it happens at the poker table all the time. ~David Shoup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long does it take to learn poker, Dad?"&lt;br /&gt;"All your life, son." ~Michael Pertwee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker's a day to learn and a lifetime to master. ~Robert Williamson III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the money you'll win at poker comes not from the brilliance of your own play, but from the ineptitude of your opponents. ~Lou Krieger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who bets the most wins. Cards just break ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called it Poker because the word 'Fuck!' was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will show your poker greatness by the hands you fold, not the hands you play.&lt;br /&gt;~ Dan Reed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-1786647593799279806?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/1786647593799279806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=1786647593799279806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1786647593799279806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/1786647593799279806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome-poker-quotes.html' title='Awesome Poker quotes'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-3489942234651290033</id><published>2009-10-27T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T01:30:01.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving on reserve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am driving on reserve. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I cannot stop anywhere. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;No gas station at sight. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Thousands of seconds to reach. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Millions of meters to cross. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I don&amp;#39;t want to slow down. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;But the weather is too foggy. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I just want to keep going on. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;#39;coz I am driving on reserve. &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/15645059-3489942234651290033?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3489942234651290033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3489942234651290033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3489942234651290033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3489942234651290033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/10/driving-on-reserve.html' title='Driving on reserve.'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-3642223673673073981</id><published>2009-10-18T20:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:22:50.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PaperZone</title><content type='html'>One of my most successful discoveries in the Bellevue area is the shop named &lt;a href="http://www.paperzone.com/"&gt;PaperZone&lt;/a&gt;. The reason is that I found one unique paper that I use in &lt;a href="http://carvingonpaper.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carving On Paper&lt;/a&gt;. This used to be called T.K. Japan in &lt;a href="http://www.venustraders.in/"&gt;Venus Traders&lt;/a&gt;, Pune. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;This shop PaperZone has some amazing sheets of paper I have ever seen! Lots of variety of cardstock paper in more than a 100 colors.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, what I am interested in is named as &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;60# Exact Digital cardstock&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; paper. It has the perfect thickness and smoothness/texture to get smooth curves that will retain their shape and emboss. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The other types such as 90# Exact Digital, 32# Exact Digital, 80# Environment, 57# Bristol, 65# Bright White are quite close to what I was looking for. It is 60# exact digital for now though. &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-3642223673673073981?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/3642223673673073981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=3642223673673073981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3642223673673073981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/3642223673673073981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/10/paperzone.html' title='PaperZone'/><author><name>itskary</name><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-15645059.post-8403447780160956318</id><published>2009-10-18T19:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:53:39.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>Iktara</title><content type='html'>This song is stuck in my head for many days now: Iktara from 'Wake up Sid' ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jo barse sapne boond boond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nainon ko moond moond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kaise main chaloon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dekh na sakoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anjaane raastein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15645059-8403447780160956318?l=itskary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/feeds/8403447780160956318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15645059&amp;postID=8403447780160956318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8403447780160956318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15645059/posts/default/8403447780160956318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itskary.blogspot.com/2009/10/iktara.html' title='Iktara'/><author><name>itskary</name><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>
