<?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-7558485339289920000</id><updated>2011-08-04T11:21:51.974+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Crashin' Down</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-125406686868424448</id><published>2011-02-21T21:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:21:06.101+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Beauty!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Descrbin someone or somethin has always been the most difficult task for me, I always used be that lot which used to draw the same drawin of a river flowin in the mountains with a risin sun and a hut. The same drawing which I must have drawn in KG for the very first time, though I do used to add things to it like birds, another hut, few trees etc with each passin class. About good 30 months back (when I started bloggin to be precise) I planned to describe beauty/beautiful lady/somethin related but could not do so despite gettin regular reminders from few people who knew about it. So to break these shackles of procrastination let me make another try at typin down my thoughts(includin the few which I wrote earlier).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They call &amp;quot;Aphrodite&amp;quot; the Greek goddess of beauty and passion maybe because they never got a chance to have a look at one of the finest livin sculpture of god. Each and everythin about her is so expressive that one can't stop himself from pulling back and admirin the beauty in true sense. Its been years but I still remember the first time I saw her, she was the one to be spotted most easily in that crowd, the aura around her distinguished her from everyone else in the room. Everythin about her was so perfect that even the best craftsman could not replicate it. She is a perfect blend of spontaneity and mystery, I still can’t be sure of what’s next to come and that’s what drives me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since the day I met her my life has been a roller-coaster ride with frequent breath takin moments and excitement.&amp;#160; I do not know what else is in store but would never want this ride to come to a halt like everythin else.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-125406686868424448?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/125406686868424448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2011/02/beauty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/125406686868424448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/125406686868424448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2011/02/beauty.html' title='Beauty!!'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-4167388399127430479</id><published>2010-10-24T00:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-28T00:09:29.082+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The saffron terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its been quite sometime that this term has been loosely used by politicians in India (specifically the so called ‘secularists’). Every time the grand old party of India is need of few caste votes or need to polarize people they use this word. What I do not understand is that in a country where about 80% population is hindu, speaking in favour of or talking of their plight is termed as communal whereas doing the same in the favour other 20% is called secularism. I absolutely have nothing against my fellow countrymen but I do have certainly a lot against these divisive tactics of Ms. Italy and her chamchas. Though its not new to them as this petty politics runs in their blood with their forefathers doing the same thing for the sake of power decades ago for which the whole country (except them) have been paying dearly till now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well to be honest for a party whose founders believed that Bhagat Singh, Sukhdev, Chandrashekhar Azad and hundreds of others were terrorists just because they could have polarized opinions in country and might have  affected the power equation, its not a new thing for them to brand anybody as terrorist if it suits them. I always wonder that why the grand old party always shy away from hanging Afazal who has confessed to his role in Red Fort case and has been given death penalty by the highest court in the country but are really eager to hang Pragya and other accused. All acts of terror should be condemned and must be treated equally irrespective of the colour, you can never paint them green, saffron or red. They always talk about Ajmer blasts but never about shooting in Akshardham temple, they talk about Godhra riots but never about Sabarmati express, they talk about stone pelters in Kashmir but never about Kashmiri pandits. All these and many more are acts of terrorism and should be talked about simultaneously and not in isolation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As per the news reports there are about 5-6 accused in so called acts of “Hindu terrorism” although none of them have been convicted by any court yet and couple of them are related to RSS. So if we agree with the Rajkumar of the country and equate RSS with SIMI on this yardstick then I think we should ban both RSS and Congress, RSS for acts of terror on muslims and Congress for acts of terror on sikhs in 1984. The problem is that most of the politicians in our country suffer from foot in mouth syndrome. I would advise the rajkumar to use some grey cells or at least something else apart from his surname, and clean up his house before pointing his fingers at others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;No matter who triggers the bomb but when a person dies he is no longer a hindu or a muslim, his family doesn’t care if the culprit was a hindu or a muslim so why does the political class of our country has to give a colour to this. When a muslim dies in a bomb triggered by a muslim his family won’t forgive him just because he is of the same religion and same goes for hindus. When people of the county do not differentiate on colour of  terrorism then is it right to do so just for the sake of few votes? For me there is only type of terrorism in India and it encompasses everything from communal terrorism to regional terrorism and the new emerging &lt;strong&gt;political terrorism.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-4167388399127430479?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/4167388399127430479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/10/saffron-terror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/4167388399127430479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/4167388399127430479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/10/saffron-terror.html' title='The saffron terror'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-3591060286400540226</id><published>2010-10-05T00:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:09:13.993+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The curious case of Indian Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;Since yesterday I have seen numerous updates on Facebook from my friends, most of them feeling proud, or happy that India kept our pride. The same pride which was lost in CWG mess till last week. News channels have been running stories since past 2 months on this dwindling state of Indian pride which gets lost every second day and gets restored every now and then. What I do not understand that how can pride of our country be related to this 12 day event, what does successfully hosting or not hosting an event has to do with Indian pride. I do not think that Indian pride is that shallow that we need to organize a sporting event by spending thousands of crores of our taxpayers money abysmally (that too when 42% of its population is below international poverty line) for proving it to the world.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;Since there are already numerous arguments, evidences against this extravaganza so I will list my points later for the same, I would like to counter the arguments in favour of organizing these games first. The first and foremost reason has been cited as the national pride, which I do not buy to. If they really wanted to showcase Indian pride, they should resolve the issues of terrorism that are coming up in every corner of the country(as per latest reports 232 of India’s 608 districts are affected by some form of terrorism and as per number of deaths in last 4 years we are second only to Iraq) if the political aspirations of our leaders are preventing them from doing so they can work on other areas such as lowering the poverty, lowering the infant mortality and malnutrition rate in India I think these issues are much more valuable to our national pride than these silly games.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;Secondly so called advantage is that this will attract foreign destination, can somebody please tell me how is that possible as the inefficiency of this great Indian bureaucracy which was under the wraps (or assumed to be so) till now is out in the open. A place where a roll of toilet paper costs 3 grand, a place where spending 70,000 crore for a 20,000 crore event can’t even ensure its success, a place where of all people prime minister has to call in to get few condos cleaned up, a place where hygiene standard is as good as dog shit on bed and a country which is marred by terrorism needs to call army to build a bridge for which the contractor took seven years and 5 crore rupees (though army built it in 4 days and at a fraction of original cost) do we really expect foreign companies to come for business here? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;Third and the most widely cited reason is the development that is associated with this. Well it surely can’t be development of the country or common man for that matter but yes if they are referring to those involved in this, those lucky goons who got thousands of crores in their pockets along with sufficient time to clean up their traces then I will surely agree on this. The games in Manchester in 2002 is what we were promised, where whole of east Manchester(which was in depression due to unemployment caused by pull out of numerous industries) was developed and it resulted in employment and development of that area. But what we got was a village which was build in an already developed area (and a congested one too) and which is not ecologically sound as well, so much so that the proposal was out rightly rejected by the environment ministry but eventually they had to give in to the whims and fantasies of those organizing the event.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;And finally as far as development in sports is concerned we organized Asian games in 1982 and spent huge amount of money on building stadia, but it had no impact on our medal tally in any event till now. So behind all this glamour and lights there is a lot of mess that needs to be cleaned up, a lot of questions that needs to be asked but the problem is who is going to do so, as the citizens of this country are soaked in pride and waiting for India to bid for Olympics. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-3591060286400540226?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/3591060286400540226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/10/curious-case-of-indian-pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3591060286400540226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3591060286400540226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/10/curious-case-of-indian-pride.html' title='The curious case of Indian Pride'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-5599432159135556360</id><published>2010-07-04T10:42:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:21:19.485+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Acccepted!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After 2 years of hard work, 70 mocks, 11 exams, 6 interviews and a score of unquantifiable things finally I can say that I have been accepted. This is first of its kind journey in my life, I always wanted to get an admit and now that I have got one I wish I could have got it after another year, there is something that I am missing. It seems that I have left something behind, some unfinished business or something but the problem is I do not know the exact reason for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a week now since I have moved to hostel but still I wake up everyday with a feeling of emptiness, as if there is an unanswered question that I need to answer. Well until I find an answer to this I can assume it to be coz of fear. Fear of expectations that I have from myself, I do not know whether I can live upto them or not. But all I can do is to try and live these 2 years so that I remember them as a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of this fear, expectation blah blah. Lets start with the proceedings, the campus is really huge and I still haven't seen the whole place. There is a golf course, football ground, basketball court, tennis court, gym, pool table etc etc though I haven't used any one of these yet but will surely put them to good use in coming weeks. Hostel is nice but we have been out casted from the campus. Our shantys are about 6 kms from the campus and we get stuffed into a bus twice a day to travel to and fro from the campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic is really rigorous, had a a surprise quiz for Accounting on the very first day of the session. I already have couple of assignments and a load full of pre session study under my belt that I would do as soon as I get over with this post. I will try to post more details once my Live Writer gets fixed as it would allow me to write in tits and bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this is the song that's coming to my mind right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Subah ki kirno ko rokein jo salaakhein hai kahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Jo khayalon pe pehre daale woh aankhein hai kahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Par khulne ki deri hai parinde udh ke jhoomenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Aasman aasman aasman"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-5599432159135556360?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/5599432159135556360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/07/acccepted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5599432159135556360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5599432159135556360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/07/acccepted.html' title='Acccepted!!!'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-3726485856276366780</id><published>2010-06-15T00:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-15T11:33:43.087+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time for a reality check</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We plan for so many things everyday and seldom they fit into god’s plan. My life has been an apt example of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Butterfly_effect" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly Effect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, even a small incident changes it drastically.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The most recent example of the same being this admission season, about a month back I was quite confident of making it to at least one college and 2 weeks later I finally geared up and lifted myself from a mourning period and paid the fees for yet another season of mocks and tests. But an update on MDI’s website switched me again to that hopeful mode and no matter how hard I try its really difficult for me to switch off these irritating mode changes, specially when I know that I will again have to go through that mourning period to get back to that mock mode.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wish I had a button of rewind in life so that I could fix everythin, so that I could make everythin perfect startin from my kindergarten. I would like to fix the moment when I fell off the bicycle for the first time, when I failed in an exam for the first time, when I got rejected for the first time, when I lost someone I loved and first time of so many things. But I wonder even if I get to do it will I be able to live without any failure? I cannot imagine my life without all these memories. These are the moments that define who am I today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So as Shakespeare puts it “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What’s done can’t be undone”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I think its better for me try to work on my present rather than tryin to fix the past. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-3726485856276366780?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/3726485856276366780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-for-reality-check.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3726485856276366780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3726485856276366780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-for-reality-check.html' title='Time for a reality check'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-930651596676202233</id><published>2010-03-16T23:17:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:32:40.015+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dhoni caught trying to kill a tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dhoni the brand ambassador who comes on our TV screen every now and then reminding us that there are only 1411 tigers left in India and he intends to save them was caught in TV while he was trying to kill one of the tiger.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The incident happened at the Eden Gardens at a recent IPL match where Knight Riders were playing against Chennai Super Kings. Dhoni tried to strike down one of the two tigers who were sitting on the boundary line when he fired a low six at a rocket speed towards them. Though nobody was hurt but the tigers were in complete state of shock as they thought Dhoni would be last man who would try to kill them after seeing all those ads. A team of commentators got a chance to speak with one of the tigers and he informed them that Dhoni did this intentionally as they were cheering for Knight Riders and he plans to go on an international trip chanting the line “&lt;em&gt;I am a tiger but I am not a KKR supporter&lt;/em&gt;” as they maintain that they were doing job for some quick money and they are not yet insane enough to support KKR.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile Shahrukh has written a tweet mentioning that he was deeply hurt by this attack and he thinks that Dhoni was afraid of losing the match so he attacked the tigers to lower the morale of Knight Riders though he added that he wasn’t sure if the morale was high enough to be lowered. Shahrukh’s old time friend and the only person who ever dared to think beyond IIMs has decided to give the bravery award to the tigers for putting a brave fight when Dhoni and Badrinath were firing rockets at them. Although the tigers are little apprehensive and worried that they might be forced to see “&lt;em&gt;Rok Sako toh Rok lo&lt;/em&gt;” which could endanger the life of complete habitat and not only two of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/S5_EH2oJPKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V6ZSNNmnYsQ/s1600-h/huri_with_SRK_s_Kolkata_Knight_Riders_Mascot%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" title="huri_with_SRK_s_Kolkata_Knight_Riders_Mascot" alt="huri_with_SRK_s_Kolkata_Knight_Riders_Mascot" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/S5_EJBd7WaI/AAAAAAAAABM/nI_ft1zQO9Y/huri_with_SRK_s_Kolkata_Knight_Riders_Mascot_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="390" border="0" height="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PS: Knight Riders are back to normal after a blip of winning two matches, was so glad to see them back today. As its been the case for last two years while Knight Riders have been losing matches Sharukh has been minting money and getting sympathy from his fellow countrymen. Well those are the only two things that he always looks for so why force a bunch of uncles on wrong side of 30 to make some running for 3 long hrs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-930651596676202233?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/930651596676202233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/03/dhoni-caught-while-trying-to-kill-tiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/930651596676202233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/930651596676202233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/03/dhoni-caught-while-trying-to-kill-tiger.html' title='Dhoni caught trying to kill a tiger'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/S5_EJBd7WaI/AAAAAAAAABM/nI_ft1zQO9Y/s72-c/huri_with_SRK_s_Kolkata_Knight_Riders_Mascot_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-5901818808395627878</id><published>2010-03-16T22:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:04:09.898+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A new low in Indian Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Although everyday our esteemed politicians do one thing or the other making a mockery of system, democracy and the country but this brazenly ridiculous activity by a self obsessed good for nothing lady has really touched a new low which no one could have even dreamt of.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Few months back she was in the news for unveiling her own statues(dun forget the handbag though) and then raising a special force to protect them using special laws, that too in one of the poorest state of the country, the state government didn’t had money to pay for the victims of stampede in an ashram in her state but they had money for everything else.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Although most of our political leaders are self obsessed(not this much though) that I can give that 2 crore garland and 200 crore party on her birthday a pass, even the fact that a Chief Minister who earns 50k/month have paid 14 crore in advance tax (don’t know which stocks she deals in). What bothered me was the order of a DIG level enquiry  and the historic reason was “To check if there was a political conspiracy in recent attack of bees in her rally”. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While Bareilly is burning for past 2 weeks and there is no DIG level enquiry for it we have an esteemed person with 20 years of service who will be interrogating bees to find out who had sent them to ruin her speech. That’s utter wastage of resources and tax payers money to satisfy whims and fantasies of a lunatic. I wish the UP junta wakes up to this rude shock and vote sensibly next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-5901818808395627878?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/5901818808395627878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-low-in-politics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5901818808395627878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5901818808395627878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-low-in-politics.html' title='A new low in Indian Politics'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-135996844796104857</id><published>2010-02-20T23:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:02:36.963+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Who is going to teach Management to IIMs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;IIMs the so called &lt;em&gt;premier management institutes&lt;/em&gt; in India desperately need management lessons on how to &lt;em&gt;conduct a CBT successfully.&lt;/em&gt; Since my opinion is subjected to change depending on my result therefore I decided to write this post before the results, and thankfully IIMs gave me ample time to get over with it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First, they make blunders while conducting tests leaving thousands of students and many parents in dismay and then they take more than 50 days to conduct a retest for them. If that was not enough it seems like they are using my Grandpa’s computer to calculate the result. I could have calculated them a lot quickly with my laptop.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After the announcement of CAT going online most of the top CAT Coaching instis started conducting mock tests online and they all have a student base of about 20-30k. Now when they can compute results of 30k students in 7 days why can’t IIMs/Prometric can calculate the same in almost 80 days, and please don’t say that they were too busy in providing security to &lt;em&gt;MNIK &lt;/em&gt;like Maharashtra police.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No matter what the result be but this its gonna go down as a blot on the legacy of IIMs in history books as &lt;em&gt;“When managements guru’s couldn’t manage a simple test”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-135996844796104857?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/135996844796104857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-is-going-to-teach-management-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/135996844796104857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/135996844796104857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-is-going-to-teach-management-to.html' title='Who is going to teach Management to IIMs?'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-3875181146903600467</id><published>2010-02-15T21:47:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:41:11.414+05:30</updated><title type='text'>48 weeks and counting…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its been more than 48 weeks(week seems a longer period than month) since I last had Ethanol intake, although not technically as lot of medicines use alcohol as base, but we can discount that can’t we? Now that I stand almost at the anniversary of that historic decision(I know its an exaggeration, but then what's the purpose of a blog if its not exaggerated) I look back and see changes that it made to my usual life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Easy on pocket&lt;/strong&gt;. This is one of the major impact I have had. My salary last for couple of more days than it used to, of course the effect would be more severe on Royal Challengers Banglore as I helped Mallya in buying that team but with one of his regular customer gone I wonder if he can still keep that team.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Coffee tastes better&lt;/strong&gt;. An year back or so I used to despise coffee, but since then I ve been more frequent to coffee shops than pubs which has in turn helped me in developing a taste for coffee. Plus you don’t have to worry about those breath analysers no matter how many cups of coffee you drink.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Girls aren’t the only thing to discuss. &lt;/strong&gt;Well the fact remains that there are 2 topics that an average male discuss when he is drunk which are girls and football(or any other sport) well of course it may vary for bisexuals and likes of them. But coffee gives a whole new dimension to &lt;em&gt;bakar. &lt;/em&gt;I never realized but there is a whole spectrum of things that can be discussed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Weekends are not all about beer. &lt;/strong&gt;Well no denying that fact that I always felt that my schedule was jam packed and I had no time for myself, but since I gave up drinking I realized that I have whole lot of time left with me to do things that I always wanted to. Guitar was number one on the list so kicked it off first hopefully rest will follow. My own &lt;em&gt;Things to do before I die&lt;/em&gt; list(more on that later).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Backache&lt;/strong&gt;. This is the one I didn’t anticipated. About an year back 2 days a week were not enough to complete my quota of alcohol intake for a week, so I used to spend almost every weekend night with friends, but since then I have been spendin most of those evenings at home nappin. So much so that at times I get backache due to this lethargy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well as they said there are no free lunches so I would take that point 5 for the 4 above it and this new found me, who is really enjoying it. Cheers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-3875181146903600467?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/3875181146903600467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/02/48-weeks-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3875181146903600467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3875181146903600467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/02/48-weeks-and-counting.html' title='48 weeks and counting…'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-3846347261398327271</id><published>2010-02-12T12:51:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:42:40.428+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pseudo vs self proclaimed Nationalists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nobody could have ever imagined that a movie could get this much of airtime all over the country and that too for free. MNIK aka 'My name is Khan' has been in the news for all wrong reasons even before it has released. What really baffles me is while parties like Shiv Sena and Congress are playing politics over this trivial issue Shahrukh and the makers of the movie are minting money because of the hype created, none of them cares about an ordinary citizen or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marathi Manoos&lt;/span&gt;(The over hyped word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with the so called caretakers of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maharshtra, &lt;/span&gt;I wonder how they call themselves nationalist while they thrive on the agenda of politics of hatred. Amitabh Bachhan, Sachin Tendulkar, Mukesh Ambani none of them is nationalist or a true Marathi, just because they said that Mumbai belongs to every Indian. First I don't really know of one good deed that Thackreys have done which has helped Mumbai in becoming a global city or anything that has helped any Mumbaikar/Indian in any way for that matter. But I am pretty confident that some of those personalities that they chose for bashing have done some real good deeds for the state as well as for the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as far as their political counterparts are concerned, they took it as an ego question and blew it out of proportion. I mean 30,000 men guarding Cinema halls, I wonder if they have even a quarter of this many cops patrolling regularly 26/11 could have been averted, and please don't fall prey for sentences like "they have prior information of Sena's Vandalism but had no idea about 26/11" as for one they had confirmed intelligence inputs and secondly if 30,000 cops can provide security cover to politicians and VIPs based on some vague intelligence reports a population of 1.3 crore certainly deserve atleast 7500 policeman for their safety. On the politics of division  they are not any less divisive than Thackreys, the only difference is they are too shrewd to admit it. Their method of wooing voters is unique of its own kind for instance at one hand their state unit @ Andhra want to implement reservations for muslims on caste basis, the party leaders at center condemn it thereby wooing both the voters unlike Shiv Sena which are blunt when they admit that they are against a particular sect or cast. Similarly, one of their top leaders goes and visit families of slain terrorists of infamous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batla house encounter&lt;/span&gt; in Azamgarh and criticize the police while rest of the party distances itself from the act and give medals to those who died while fighting those terrorists. I remember that their government in Maharashtra came with a proposal to give taxi licenses to only those who are native of that state. If this isin't divisive then perhaps the definition of 'divisive politics' needs to be rewritten stating that '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Old Party of India has to be excluded from this definition&lt;/span&gt;'.Period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as SRK(its as awfull as KRK but then it is easy to write) is concerned, to be frank its really difficult to believe that it is a coincidence that all the controversies had to be around this movie. Couple of months back he was made to wait @ a US Airport(that's what the news was) and incidentally the reason was his name "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khan&lt;/span&gt;" and I realized the bigger coincidence when I saw the trailer of the movie with him saying this line apparently on a US airport "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My name is Khan and I am not a terrorist&lt;/span&gt;" you don't need to be a rocket scientist to read between the lines, all you need is a little commonsense and realization of the fact that politicians aren't the only persons who fool us. Even if I assume his tale to be true then what in the world changed the american mindset in a matter of 2 months that the same &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khan &lt;/span&gt;was invited to ring the starting bell at NASDAQ. Then comes the IPL debate, what I couldn't figure out was a simple question that since he owned an IPL team, he had the money, Pakistani players were available for bidding, there was no pressure from anyone against selecting Pakistani players(that's what he claimed in an interview after bidding) and he had a slot as well in his team then why didn't he bought a Pakistani player, well lets assume that that he didn't wanted to as Knight Riders is his team and he made it very clear with his multiple captain theory last time, so then why the hell does he have to take a moral high ground and say that Pakistani players should have been selected. Well Mr. Khan you had an opportunity to change the world and you chose not to then just shut the f*** up, but you can't even do that as you are the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;self proclaimed righteous&lt;/span&gt;. This carefully planned ploy of yours worked like charm, you got a chance to get air on every news channel and promote your film, you got space on every newspaper around the world for free so what if an ordinary Mumbaikar suffered you were able to sell your tickets @ 1000 Euro each in Berlin while people here in India assume that you are the victim in this fiasco. I am glad we have only one SRK and he does not act in/produce more than 1 movie in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-3846347261398327271?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/3846347261398327271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/02/pseudo-vs-self-proclaimed-nationalists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3846347261398327271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3846347261398327271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2010/02/pseudo-vs-self-proclaimed-nationalists.html' title='Pseudo vs self proclaimed Nationalists'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-6612498724356972397</id><published>2009-12-10T20:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:52:59.721+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Goin’ Green!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Going Green&amp;quot; Its the talk of the day. Everyone is tryin to be greener these days. Emission cuts, global warming, greenhouse effect have become household terms. So much so that 98 world leaders with over 5000 journalists and 15000 delegates will be adding 41,000 tonnes of Carbon Dioxide to the environment in a 11 day conference with a price tag of $214 Million just to think about what can be done to prevent climate change.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Opinion?? Cancel this Summit in the first place use video conferencing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;An inside report on the first two days of the summit was leaked in media today, these are the points being considered for greener earth by our world leaders:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Detergents are bad for earth, save ‘em&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since we know detergents cannot be recycled, so we should not use them too often. Its time we start wearing those undergarments for weeks before we wash them but not until they have been used for one more week, inside out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Save water, don’t flush&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Use the walls, thats what they are for. An usual pee on the wall could save up to 10 lts of water that we would waste in flushin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. Don’t buy plastic&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Like detergents plastics are also cannot be recycled, so next time we feel thirsty when we are out, we should go for a bottle of beer instead of water. Beer bottles can be reused and does not add to the burden on mother earth. Same goes for condoms.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. Save electricity, stay out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since electricity production is one of the major reason of carbon emission, we can save electricity to save earth. We should keep strolling in malls, pubs, discs where AC is already on so that we don’t have to go home to turn on ours, thereby saving lot of electricity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5.&amp;#160; Save paper, save trees&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cutting of trees also adds to Global warming, so we should ask our local &lt;em&gt;paperwalah &lt;/em&gt;to skip our home from tomorrow and train our pets to pick the neighbour’s copy, in case someone don’t have a pet he/she should get one.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. Follow &lt;em&gt;Baba Ramdev&lt;/em&gt;, cut your emissions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We should do yoga and try to hold our breath for at least an hour a day thereby cutting our carbon emissions by 1/24th. This would also keep people healthy thereby cutting carbon emissions of farts as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The leaders also added that they are working on few more groundbreaking ideas to save the planet earth by these sophisticated means.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-6612498724356972397?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/6612498724356972397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/12/goin-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/6612498724356972397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/6612498724356972397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/12/goin-green.html' title='Goin’ Green!!!'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-8337757911007301265</id><published>2009-09-20T22:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:07:58.081+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Shut the f*** up Mr. Hughes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I believe city fans, Mr. Hughes and their noob players must be looking for their bearings after today’s taste of premiership. Someone said that don’t count your chickens before they hatch and Mr. Hughes counted them even before he bought these cocks. This is what internet has to say about them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/SrZmtaZTRMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8JmP3RCHSdc/s1600-h/adebayor-comic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/SrZmtaZTRMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8JmP3RCHSdc/s320/adebayor-comic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383603334933595330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today’s scoreline had a lot to tell to this team and specifically to its big mouthed manager. Its a long road ahead and he should stop dreaming about title and must work on what he is good at: Avoiding the relegation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-8337757911007301265?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/8337757911007301265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/09/shut-f-up-mr-hughes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/8337757911007301265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/8337757911007301265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/09/shut-f-up-mr-hughes.html' title='Shut the f*** up Mr. Hughes'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/SrZmtaZTRMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8JmP3RCHSdc/s72-c/adebayor-comic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-5575986893661685568</id><published>2009-09-15T11:44:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:58:01.651+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Austerity!!! But where is Civility?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Grand Ol' Party of India decided to revamp its blotted image in the eyes of educated Indians so their poll planners came up with the new word Austerity. But the first and foremost question I ask is whether the current and future &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;descendants of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Gandhi family (that's what constitutes the Congress party) have the civility to implement Austerity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few days back TIMES NOW covered a story regarding a circular issued by Rajasthan Govt. which incidentally belongs to the party that is owned by Gandhi family which stated that every state employee should stand up to welcome any visiting MLA to greet and pay respect to him/her. When countered the Spokesperson Manish Tiwari blatantly agreed to the circular stating that the same circular has been issued by Orrisa Government. I presume that they really admire the way BJP/BJD works so why don't they hand over the command to these parties instead of doing these copy cat acts of issuing the same circular. There are zillions of examples to state the hypocrisy but then m not on a mission to propagate any other party so one should suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was about the Civility of the party which claims that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aam aadmi ke badhte kadam"  &lt;/span&gt;but forgets to mention that these steps are backward and not forward. Lets talk bout Austerity, here is a little insight into the so called economy class trip made by another Gandhi descendant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sonia flew economy class on Air India flight IC-887 from Delhi to Mumbai to attend a party function, but her Special Protection Group (SPG) officers had cleared out a couple of seats in business class for security reasons. While Sonia was seated on 3A -- the seat with maximum leg space in economy -- the national carrier had emptied out another couple of rows of seats for the privilege of having her on board. The 122-seat Airbus A319 carried 77 passengers in all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too little for the much hyped Austerity. Here again there are many instances like IAF spending 25 crores on her travel in 2007 despite the facts that India has hostile neighbors n that money could have been spent on saving few innocent lives but the govt. preferred to spend the money on someone who is not even entitled to fly IAF, but then again if someone can't get convinced by one he can never get convinced at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers to INC, Gandhi family and We the Indians lets keep bringing them back to power to loot everythin that's left in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-5575986893661685568?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/5575986893661685568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/09/austerity-but-where-is-civility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5575986893661685568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5575986893661685568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/09/austerity-but-where-is-civility.html' title='Austerity!!! But where is Civility?'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-228191092114717346</id><published>2009-09-15T10:16:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:11:12.056+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A cad in the gentleman's game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday was indeed an amazing day with United coming from behind in yet another exciting fixture to take 3 points back home but all this excitement was subdued by the rogue behavior of  Emmanuel Adebayor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The £25.1 Million City Striker stamped his former teammate RVP and even that ugly act couldn't satiate his desire so he almost ignited a riot by running towards the Arsenal fans after scoring a goal against his previous club. Thanks to the men like Michael Turner else this game would have been doomed had it been left to jerks like Adebayor. This is what BBC said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Michael Turner's reaction to scoring for Sunderland against Hull provided a telling contrast. He initially ran towards his old club's fans, then - realizing his error instantly - apologized with a hand gesture and turned away towards his new followers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I been officiating that FA committee i would have banned him for life(of course I am a United fan and that adds fuel to the fire) but guys like him needs to be stopped before they run over not just their fellow players but the glory of this game that we all love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/Sq8j1DWddBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/x5eb3lNucrU/s1600-h/adebayor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/Sq8j1DWddBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/x5eb3lNucrU/s320/adebayor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381559474070582290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-228191092114717346?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/228191092114717346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/09/cad-in-gentlemans-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/228191092114717346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/228191092114717346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/09/cad-in-gentlemans-game.html' title='A cad in the gentleman&apos;s game'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bBv40ohJ_Ow/Sq8j1DWddBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/x5eb3lNucrU/s72-c/adebayor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-3632192815894927394</id><published>2009-08-03T10:04:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:08:37.130+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A wish come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I never enjoyed watching a movie from the front row until yesterday. A little background will help the cause i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as long as i remember whenever I ve been to any public place specially places like movies/trains/bus/flights etc etc the first thing i check for the seats beside me, do I have any girl sitting next to me, am I the lucky one this time and most of time it ended in disappointment except for few good times. One such day was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was noway near to that enticing bus journey I had while going to college (more on it sometime later) but it was good enough to tick the point "Watch a movie with a hottie" on my to-do list. Hopefully more to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-3632192815894927394?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/3632192815894927394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/08/wish-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3632192815894927394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3632192815894927394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/08/wish-come-true.html' title='A wish come true'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-5778219237719953782</id><published>2009-08-01T09:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:30:11.388+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Saturday Morning : 7 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its been ages since I saw clock touching that time or anything near 10 AM on a weekend for that matter. Saturday always started around 11 AM(at the earliest) for me barring few days on which i had to start it early because of office/training/studies/outbound etc etc. But rest all saturdays has been like this only.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But somehow all this legacy that had continued for so many years ended suddenly. I woke up @ 7AM, though i tried my best to go back to sleep but I couldn’t. So finally i got out of bed leaving that long tradition/legacy behind in the sheets.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The mornings never looked so beautiful  or maybe I never got a chance to look at them they way I did today. I had all time in the world, I never thought that breeze could be this cold in scorching summer, but at 7 AM it is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Apart from enjoying the morning I did some pretty useful work as well like I finished up some posts which were there in drafts for almost a month now and wrote a new one as well, got rid of old mags and newspaper from my room, arranged my DVD rack so its easy to find a game when I feel like playing it, helped mumma with daily chores etc etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After enjoying so much and doing so many things m still left with 2 hrs of this unusual Saturday because my clock still shows 9 AM. I wonder what all I will be doing in next 2 hours.. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This waking up early is really cool I will certainly try to keep upto it. and oh i completely forgot.. Good Morning!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-5778219237719953782?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/5778219237719953782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-morning-7-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5778219237719953782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5778219237719953782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-morning-7-am.html' title='A Saturday Morning : 7 AM'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-3693796269582299544</id><published>2009-08-01T08:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:30:36.476+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Mic-heal Jack-Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;No there isin’t a spellin mistake in the title but it is intended to be that way…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Whole world is goin bonkers, everybody is talkin bout him and ppl who never even knew the name of his albums are listenin to his numbers all day long… I think he must be sittin up there and smilin on wats goin on down here…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Till couple of months back all he made news was coz of some child molestation charges n suddenly he is on the 24X7 stories on channels like CNN and BBC, these channels even went ahead and did the live coverage of his funeral…The bad Mickey suddenly became mother Teresa…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;His whole life he molested children and now is father is under the lens for allegedly torcherin him in his childhood…All kinds of theory surfacin that his children aren’t his :o someone’s sayin that he was not into girls and some other chick is sayin that he was great in bed, blah…blah and blah…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After seein all this I just wonder that when he was alive no one allowed him to live peacefully so much so that he had to take all those medicines to carry on his life that ultimately took his life and now when he is dead these people won’t let him live in peace either… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-3693796269582299544?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/3693796269582299544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/08/mic-heal-jack-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3693796269582299544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3693796269582299544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/08/mic-heal-jack-son.html' title='The Mic-heal Jack-Son'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-7776871564891447699</id><published>2009-08-01T08:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:20:39.809+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An ideal song…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For a long time now there hasn’t been a song to which I could easily relate myself to..&lt;a href="http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-found-me.html" target="_blank"&gt;You Found me&lt;/a&gt; was a different case coz&amp;#160; it touched my heart but still I couldn’t relate it to myself… I know all this sounds like jargon well m feelin the same way when m writin all this…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways.. I felt that I couldn’t relate myself to a song for a pretty long until this one..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The lyrics goes somethin like &lt;em&gt;Meri Daastan kaminee, mere raaste kaminey, ik dil se dosti ki thi, yeh huzoor bhi kaminey…&lt;/em&gt;n the best line is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mere dost bhi kaminey..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;m sure my friends will agree with this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This post has been in pipeline for so long that I have almost forgot what i intended to write bout this song..So I ll update it as and when those thoughts will come back(if ever)…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-7776871564891447699?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/7776871564891447699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/08/ideal-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/7776871564891447699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/7776871564891447699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/08/ideal-song.html' title='An ideal song…'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-7208219580266919462</id><published>2009-07-05T21:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:01:50.053+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Michael Owen: Too little too late</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The 2001 European footballer is wat United has recently got or should I say United has managed to sign him out of whatever was left after Real’s shoppin spree…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I dun think his form in the last 4 years at EPL has given him any chance to replace Rooney or Berba for the startin lineup but surely he can warm the bench for next 2 yrs like Tevez did and might prove a useful sub for the United…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was juz tryin to see what changes this summer transfer window might make to the United side..This should be the ideal startin line up as per my opinion(considerin there are no further transfers..)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Van Der Sar(I would love to see some fresh pair of legs here)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Neville&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Vidic&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Ferdinand&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Evra&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Carrick&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Giggs&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Nani&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Valencia&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Rooney&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Berbatov&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Subs:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Park Ji Sung&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Kuszczak&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Tosic&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Andersen&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Owen&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I would surely like to see following players reachin their full potential&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Rafael&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Gibson&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Evans&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Macheda&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lets see what Sir Alex has in store for our team…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-7208219580266919462?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/7208219580266919462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-owen-too-little-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/7208219580266919462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/7208219580266919462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-owen-too-little-too-late.html' title='Michael Owen: Too little too late'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-4572387701784957297</id><published>2009-07-05T16:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:44:55.060+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gay, Proud and Indian</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Delhi High Court finally allowed these 3 words to be used in the same sentence, perhaps in the same order as well… In wat is being referred as a historical judgement court legalized homosexuality makin amendments to the section 377…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well…neither this is a news blog nor m gay but still this judgement has a effect on our lives…How???Thts simple maths lets do it…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As per government estimates there are 932 girls for 1000 boys…Now since gay sex is legal lets assume that there are 10 gay couples/1000 males..This could be more in metro cities but lets be conservative..So there are 20 gays/1000 males…So it means 932 girls/980 straight guys…So talking in the terms in %ges..Its approximately a 1.902% increase of chances for a normal guy of being hooked with a girl…Now thts progress…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On a serious note m glad that our judiciary is not orthodox like our un-honourable ministers and members of parliament..Now its juz upto us as the citizens of this country to give homosexuals the place they deserve in this society..Lets give them their pride back…and as the headline on TIMES NOW said…Gay ho!!! :-)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-4572387701784957297?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/4572387701784957297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/07/gay-proud-and-indian.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/4572387701784957297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/4572387701784957297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/07/gay-proud-and-indian.html' title='Gay, Proud and Indian'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-5502903546611933674</id><published>2009-07-01T23:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:08:39.463+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I wish I was him</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“&lt;em&gt;I wish I was him!!”… &lt;/em&gt;I ve been suffering from this deadly virus for so long…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its been like this since a pretty long time now…Perhaps from as long as I remember…Its not what most of the junta would assume it to be--“I miss things in my life therefore I wanna live other’s” I must admit here I ve had an amazin time on this planet till now and I dun repent a single second of if(except few which I spent on hospital beds or in examination halls..) actually its not as deadly as the one in “Taking Lives”…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But somehow a small incident made me to think bout it and change my perception about things around me…This incident happened like a fortnight back and I ve been introspecting myself all along and finally got time/words to pen it all down…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Flash back 14 days(approx)…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There was a tussle goin on between producers and the multiplex owners and poor souls like me had nothin to do..”99” was the movie that came to my rescue…It was the only okayish (at least it seemed okayish) movie in the cinemas at that time so there was no competition…I called up Mak and off we went to Moti Nagar fun cinemas on his scooter…Movie seriously turned out to be okayish..At least I din felt that I have wasted my money as I did for “Mangal Pandey”(Its my benchmark movie to check if a movie was worth it or not)…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On our way back Mak felt that his throat has dried up and he needed some chemicals to get it back to normal….So we took a detour to District Centre to catch up a pint/can of beer each…I use each because most people miss out the article “a” while relating me with beer but for the sake of that junta I would like to enlighten everyone on a fact that I have given up drinkin and its been more that juz couple of days…In fact its been almost a quarter(no not a quarter of whiskey but a quarter of year)..Anyways back to story..So Mak took his regular KF in one hand and fag in another..I decided to try my hands on Breezer(for those who dun know bout this…lets keep it simple its a kind of fruit juice..)..Will write about Breezer and its pros and cons sometime later…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So after this customary detour we boarded our flight and continued our journey back home…After few minutes I saw a guy ridin a scooter and wearin a IIT Delhi T Shirt…Now it doesn’t need any genius to figure out that he was indeed from IIT Delhi(Although I am a genius..)Books in his sidekick confirmed my belief…After seein him my old dream of IITs came back hauntin…Although I never dreamt of IITs not until I finished my B.Tech…but watever it was at that instant I wanted to be there and with this thought came the killer thought “I wish I was him”…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The thoughts and my wish list continued for a lil longer until the traffic halted on a red light… Mak started zippin thru the traffic and some frustrated ppl sittin on 4 wheelers shouted in disgust..But Mak continued as if he was a man on a mission…He went ahead and stopped right beside that IIT guy…Suddenly I saw a pair of crutches in his sidekick along with his Engineering books…I noticed that he was riding the scooter with additional support…All this while I had noticed everythin I wanted to but never noticed the price that comes along with all that…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2 mins back I would have killed someone to live that guy’s life and now… Now I was thankin god for what he has given me…As the light turned green Mak zipped his scooter forward leavin behind a white line of smoke and along with it my so called virus “I wish I was him”…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am contended with what I have and If I dun have somethin then there are better ways of gettin it rather then bein the person who has it…He might not have everythin else that I desire…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have always heard that life teaches us lessons..Though m sure I ve learnt a lot of them but this is first one I noticed…See m gettin wiser and humble…. ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-5502903546611933674?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/5502903546611933674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wish-i-was-him.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5502903546611933674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5502903546611933674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wish-i-was-him.html' title='I wish I was him'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-682984751648679952</id><published>2009-07-01T11:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:29:32.832+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Jersey war</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This season has begun on a high note for the &lt;/span&gt;football world...Some great spending and some waste signings...Real has been on a shoppin spree maybe coz its been almost 8 yr since they bagged UEFA and even longer since they finished second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always poach on the United players be it Nistelrooy, Beckham or Ronaldo they always try to bring them to Madrid but to no good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz wish they invest thier money in better scouting and grooming talent like the English clubs do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that sanity will prevail...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-682984751648679952?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/682984751648679952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/07/jersey-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/682984751648679952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/682984751648679952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/07/jersey-war.html' title='The Jersey war'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-2511862901032815632</id><published>2009-05-28T15:51:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:04:24.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The last letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="ha"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id=":1nv" class="hP"&gt;Still don't have anythin' to write..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hi Xxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How u doin?&lt;br /&gt;Well its been few months since we last xchanged mails and in this span I ve opened my mail umpteen times with the intent of writin a mail but I always got &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;struck @ Subject. I was never able to pick the words to put in that column&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; so always gave up the idea of writin a mail to you. But this time m tryin somethin different m tryin to write the mail first n then will try to write the subject(Hopefully you will get a mail this time)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So howz Xxxxxxx doin(correct me if I am wrong but as far as I remember his name is Xxxxxxx)..You nevva told me much bout him or perhaps I never asked but whichever the reason be I really dun know much about him except the fact that he is the most lucky man on the earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 lines and m still not able to figure out an apt reason for writin this mail maybe I dun have any or maybe I dun need any..Although I was always @ loss of words whenever I was talkin to you but still I could manage somethin or the other to talk bout but today it seems like I dun have anythin to write apart from the routine hello, how u doin stuff...Things change pretty quickly!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this may seem like one of those long texts that I used to send but it is no way near that because I never exercised so much caution while typin any of those maybe I have learnt where to draw the line...And perhaps before I accidentally cross the line drawn by myself, circumstances and society I should wrap this mail up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I wasn't there on ur marriage else would have wished you and ur better half in person and I din had the courage to wish you when we xchanged mails last time though I really wanted to from the bottom of my heart.. Anyways its late then never..&lt;br /&gt;My heartiest congratulations to you and Xxxxxxx once again and I really pray to god that u get everythin in life that you ever wanted..Have a blast..and live life they way you always wanted to free like a bird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile I ll just sit and pray for that one last moment..Who knows that the almighty might listen to my plea for a change and we might bump into each other someday, somewhere...After all world is a pretty small place...&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt;PS: I have managed a subject(funny though) this time... :-)&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Although I tried my best to avoid anythin that might bother you but in case anythin did...Then dun worry this is the first and last of any such mail you are gettin from my side...&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Xxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/m/mitch_hedberg.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mitch Hedberg&lt;/a&gt;  - "My fake plants died because I did not pretend to water them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although had a lot more to write/say but as they say "You had your chances"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the stone set in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See the thorn twist in your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleight of hand and twist of fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a bed of nails she makes me wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I wait without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through the storm we reach the shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You give it all but I want more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Im waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cant live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My hands are tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My body bruised, shes got me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing to win and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing left to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cant live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With or without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Joshua Tree--U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I have tried my best to protect to identity of the persons being referred to in this mail and I won't be responsible for any assumptions whatsoever made about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-2511862901032815632?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/2511862901032815632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-letter_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/2511862901032815632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/2511862901032815632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-letter_28.html' title='The last letter'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-5241774110291386068</id><published>2009-05-10T13:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:58:31.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is a news around that someone from the Knight Rider is postin all the dressin room stuff on the internet. The blogger who calls himself fakeiplplayer updates his experiences and the news from the inside @ http://fakeiplplayer.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though its not certain whether he is really a KKR player or not but the kind of publicity he has got I doubt that even AB would have got that on his blog. Much of that could be attributed to Appam Chutiya who is considered as symbol for mockery. But that guy sure have some balls, I saw him few days back in a match against CSKs, Hayden was takin him for a ride hittin him all over the place and when somehow he finally managed to get his wicket(courtesy: loose shot from Hayden) he was back in his true self jumpin and abusin ppl around. Well they always say ki "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Impression ek din mein nahin banta&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to Mystery Blogger that guy has posted everythin from Warny's plan of boinkin the Shetty sisters to Ravi Shastri's bet with fellow commentators to take Mandira for a bull ride before the tournament is over. Though I doubt that all those ladies might ve read that blog coz we dun get to see Mandira anywhere near Ravi these days, maybe the bet is over and perhaps Mandira would have realized that Ravi is no more a cricketer and so he doesn't handle balls these days...;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See there are so many things goin on in my mind but on the similar lines so I ll juz sign off now for the sake of sanity of this blog and come back when I ll have more under 12 stuff to write....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-5241774110291386068?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/5241774110291386068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/04/mystery-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5241774110291386068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5241774110291386068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/04/mystery-blogger.html' title='The Mystery Blogger'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-3854212457810481776</id><published>2009-04-26T14:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:20:25.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Man Utd are true devils</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Saturday Premier league game between Man Utd and Spurs was anythin but predictable..Two quick goals by Brent and Modric made Harry believe that they had their noses in front and ppl at Anfield were rejoicing but Sir Alex and his devils had somethin else in their mind…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Though the IPL match between Knight Riders and Super Kings was washed out but the old time VJ Gaurav Kapoor was very happy about Liverpool winnin their league match against Hull City…That was during the half time when ManU were behind by 2-0…But it was a matter of only 25 mins after first half that Red Devils had settled their score and repeated the famous Sep 2001 victory over Spurs at Old Trafford in which they were trailing by 3-0 till second half but went on to win the game by 5-3 thanks to hat trick by David Beckham…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Though the story was a bit similar this time around and the second half substitution of Nany by Tevez pumped the Adrenaline and soon they were on top…Rooney and Ronaldo scored two a piece with Bervatov addin insult to the injury by scorin against his former club…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the end it was true display of the character which Man Utd signifies and was indeed an absolute treat for any Premier League fan…This is wat football is all about….With juz 4 more matches per team and an extra one for the United team left this league more intense and exiting…But for me Man Utd are already the winners with thier emphatic win on Saturday…..&lt;/p&gt; 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Its one of a kind coz its about Love and the tag line says “&lt;em&gt;Splitsvilla : Where Love is war”&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the last episode MTV invited the Agnee band which had composed the theme for Roadies as well. This time they came around with absolute magic with pure music. The theme din had any words and was juz a hummin tune but it surely had the power to play the strings on anyone’s heart. Maybe thats wat is called the power of music.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As said that actions speak louder than words then perhaps the music will be able to speak for itself better than me. So enjoy the music and do let me know how it was?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/eafe3862-b93d-42ee-907e-f8425426dbe4&amp;amp;theName=Splitsvilla2 Theme&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" width="328" height="94"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;         &lt;table style="padding-left: 2px; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; text-decoration: none;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;             &lt;tr&gt;               &lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=eafe3862-b93d-42ee-907e-f8425426dbe4"&gt;Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                &lt;td style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 7px;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;                &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/eafe3862-b93d-42ee-907e-f8425426dbe4/Splitsvilla2-Theme/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue" align="center"&gt;Track details &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                &lt;td style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 7px;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;                &lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna" align="center"&gt;eSnips Social DNA &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;       &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Perhaps this will give an idea to you guys while I manage to get the final version of this song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-2476107781520055714?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/2476107781520055714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/04/splitsvilla-theme.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/2476107781520055714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/2476107781520055714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/04/splitsvilla-theme.html' title='The Splitsvilla theme'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-8948296135761350527</id><published>2009-04-25T14:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:13:15.717+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Schindler’s List</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It had been a really long time after &lt;em&gt;Saving Private Ryan &lt;/em&gt;that any movie really touched my heart. I had heard a lot about this movie but finally got a chance yesterday to see the magic that Spielberg created with this biographical film about Oskar Schindler who saved lives of more than a thousand polish jews during the second world war.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There is somethin in me that always fantasize me towards anythin related to second world war be it Oskar Schindler or Pvt. James Francis Ryan or even Adolf Hitler on Fox History. Every scene makes me feel that I am a part of that epic. Spielberg adds to the magic in each and every scene like the Omaha beach scene(in Saving Private Ryan) which couldn’t have been replicated in the better way. That scene made its viewers see through what was goin through the minds of those soldiers that landed on that beach on that fateful day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am so spellbound with the magic that he created in both the movies that I don’t have anythin much to say or write so I will just end it by urgin everyone goin through this post to watch these movies once.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-8948296135761350527?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/8948296135761350527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/04/schindlers-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/8948296135761350527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/8948296135761350527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/04/schindlers-list.html' title='Schindler’s List'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-8570713970909330364</id><published>2009-02-24T13:57:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:56:18.113+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Whose Oscar is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; bonkers since yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cheerin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;textin&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; so many things...Okay I agree its a great achievement that finally an Indian managed to get the Oscar but in no sense anyone can compare it with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lagaan&lt;/span&gt;...For me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lagaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; nominated was far big achievement than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; 8 Oscars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fallacy&lt;/span&gt; in this because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Millionare&lt;/span&gt; is not an Indian film and therefore was entitled to be nominated in all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cataegories&lt;/span&gt; unlike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lagaan&lt;/span&gt; which had to compete against hundreds of other entries for just one category i.e Best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt; film and its the same case with Mother India...So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; does India has to do with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sweepin&lt;/span&gt; Oscars after all...Its not an Indian movie its a British movie which aims to make the mockery of the system here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our political parties never leave any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to showcase themselves as the leader of the nation without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;anythin&lt;/span&gt; for it...Here is the latest example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Cong-counts-8-Oscars-as-part-of-UPA-achievements/articleshow/4179161.cms"&gt;Cong counts 8 Oscars as part of UPA achievements&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I personally do agree to our political parties for this because the credit for creating so many slums, communal disturbances and thereby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; the environment conducive for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Slumdogs&lt;/span&gt; to flourish(I still doubt if they can be credit for millionaires as well)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whosoever be responsible for this...But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Rehman&lt;/span&gt; deserves a applaud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-8570713970909330364?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/8570713970909330364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/02/whoose-oscar-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/8570713970909330364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/8570713970909330364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/02/whoose-oscar-is-it.html' title='Whose Oscar is it?'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-2758914502795587269</id><published>2009-02-20T11:17:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:41:17.478+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Kala Bandar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There has been a recent upsurge in the number of movies offering paid preview a day before the actual release..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also wanted to feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; it is like watching a movie before it is released..All this coupled with the hype &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surroundin&lt;/span&gt; around Delhi 6(Added with the fact that Delhi being my native place) i decided to go for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; release. It took few calls, few texts and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pesterin&lt;/span&gt; to convince someone to accompany me for the voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08:45 PM&lt;br /&gt;Though a lot happened between the time I inked the plan and this time but most of that is meaningless and not worthy of my precious time so I will quickly jump to the action.&lt;br /&gt;We reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Omaxe&lt;/span&gt; Mall, for me it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everythin&lt;/span&gt;' but a mall but that was the only option in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ggn&lt;/span&gt; so had to bear with it..Now we were good 45 minutes early and since there wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anythin&lt;/span&gt; else to do around there so the best option we had to have some ethanol(I remember it from my experience with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mangal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Pandey&lt;/span&gt; that this is best thing to have if you are uncertain' about the movie)...So in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;absence&lt;/span&gt; of any bar or pub in that so called mall we finally found a "English wine and beer shop" aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Theka&lt;/span&gt; and alongside it was a decent open air restaurant which serves as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;drinkin&lt;/span&gt; place aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Aahata&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Oye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;chotu&lt;/span&gt;!!! Sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;yaar&lt;/span&gt; 2 Kingfisher light &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Shardul&lt;/span&gt; did some quick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;calculation&lt;/span&gt; in his mind and said&lt;br /&gt;"Abe sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kaam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;kar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;yaar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;yaar&lt;/span&gt; 3 hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;baad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mein&lt;/span&gt; time waste &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hoga&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;The guy took the money went out and came in with 3 chilled bottles of kingfisher(Now you know where did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Mallaya&lt;/span&gt; got all his money to buy an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;IPL&lt;/span&gt; team..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;We entered right in time and located out seat..I scanned the nearby area but couldn't locate a single girl..Dunno why I never get to watch a movie with a girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;sittin&lt;/span&gt; beside me.. :-(&lt;br /&gt;There were customary trailers of other movies and finally the movie started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the Movie:&lt;br /&gt;Well movie was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Okayish&lt;/span&gt; types...Music was pretty good(as expected from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Rehman&lt;/span&gt;) that kept the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;interest&lt;/span&gt; alive in the movie...The best part of the movie was the performance of actors and screenplay...everybody played their part to the perfection let it be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;dyin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Waheeda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Rehman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;palyin&lt;/span&gt; grandma or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Dutta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Jalebi&lt;/span&gt; the sweeper or two young kids about 6-8 years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Jalebi&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Humein&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;mard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;bana&lt;/span&gt; do!!!"....&lt;br /&gt;Though the movie does not have a pretty solid script but the music and screenplay covers for it...Though I had to miss tits and bits here and there in the movie(Thanks to Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Mallaya&lt;/span&gt; and that 1l of liquid intake) but still it was fun...Movie also stars some characters from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;RDB&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Atul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Agnihotri&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;gobar&lt;/span&gt; and Cyrus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Sahukar&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Suresh&lt;/span&gt; who likes to boink the 20 yr old wife of 60 yr old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Prem&lt;/span&gt; Chopra who survives on Viagra....The movie revolves around a much hyped case of "Monkey Man" that emerged in late &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;nineties&lt;/span&gt; as a sign of horror and terror and Delhi and somehow gets lost in that only(named &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kala Bandar&lt;/span&gt; and so the post)...In all if asked a question whether the Paid Preview paid off or not, well for me it did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Oye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;ghar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;chalein&lt;/span&gt; ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;phir&lt;/span&gt; 1-1 beer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;piyein&lt;/span&gt; :-D... 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I heard this song and it really touched my heart...Will come to the reason later right now I would like to read those lyrics again they were like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I found God on the corner of 1st and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Amistad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the West was all but won&lt;br /&gt;All alone, smoking his last cigarette&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Where you been?" He said, "Ask anything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when everything was falling apart?&lt;br /&gt;All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang&lt;br /&gt;And all I needed was a call that never came&lt;br /&gt;To the corner of 1st and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amistad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;Just a little late, you found me, you found me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song took me for a walk down the lane of nostalgia..My life flipped like pages from some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' book in front of my eyes in those 4 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those back benches of my class where I used to sit and watch her the whole day though I mastered that art but was caught on my lucky days and mam used to send me out of the class straight away...But then it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blessin&lt;/span&gt; in disguise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it always allowed me see her face...I can still see that face whenever I close my eyes...That sunlight from the window which used to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; divert her attention from concepts of biology and the moments when she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; used to look into my eyes(still can do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anythin&lt;/span&gt; for that look)....Those morning classes when I used to eagerly wait for her roll number to get a glimpse of her n the ones in which I forgot to call my name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I was busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; forward to her number...Those lunch packs that I never opened &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; she was going to canteen with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;frenz&lt;/span&gt;(Of course its associated some serious verbal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thrashin&lt;/span&gt; @ home...But the first part was more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; to be a serial offender) and those days without lunch when she had no plans to go to canteen and I left mine at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those last periods which always seemed like the longest one and were confidants of my acts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;takin&lt;/span&gt; a book out of bag and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;puttin&lt;/span&gt; it back again to get the perfect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;timin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;walkin&lt;/span&gt; few steps with her with my heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pumpin&lt;/span&gt; like a 1000W speaker at full volume...Those acts of innocence of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pretendin&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;talkin&lt;/span&gt; to friends and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lurkin&lt;/span&gt; behind their shoulders to look her till that last moment and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; up in the sky and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;prayin&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; one more look which sometimes was granted and she used to pass by like a wind...Phew...That magic in the air....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;borin&lt;/span&gt; weekends when the only job at hand was to go to her place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; once a day with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;plannin&lt;/span&gt; all sort of things but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;runnin&lt;/span&gt; for cover at her first sight....Those rainy days when I used to stand right outside her place and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;wishin&lt;/span&gt; for her one look(which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;incidentally&lt;/span&gt; god never granted..you owe me one GOD) for which I am still under debt of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;frenz&lt;/span&gt; many of whom fell sick after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;standin&lt;/span&gt; in that downpour....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those telephone calls for which I used to push my sisters out of room(for privacy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;)...Those endless topics and discussions that never made any sense and those plans which never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;materialized&lt;/span&gt;...All this and a lot more....Its been days, months, years but for me all this was yesterday and will always be....I believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;thts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; Love is the one you never get....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the reason for this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 17px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-003492321168941692 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZJHSwFH_6o4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; 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A chill ran down my spine when I saw it. A meager 98%ile that would not get me even top 10 colleges leave alone IIMs. The world came crashin' down on me. It seemed to me that I have lost everythin and have nowhere to go. A sense of dejection encapsulated me, a burden of failure suppressed me. The first question that came to my mind was "Why me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback--3 months&lt;br /&gt;CAT was round the corner with just days to go. Though I gave in my best effort in studies but the only thing that lacked was confidence. With so much hype surrounding those two and a half hours I was sure that it is not my cup of tea and a seat in of the top 20 colleges would have satiated my desire of higher learning. Then came the D day, luckily I did pretty well even more than what I expected with such a low confidence. I know I could have got 3-4 questions right which eventually made the difference but I would attribute it to lack of confidence than the lack of practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back home and checked my answers on various coaching institutes sites which further sky rocketed my expectations. I was sure of bagging couple of IIM calls so rest of the exams were just about killin 3 hours and gettin some practice for the sake of money I had spent on application. As the days passed my belief of securing an IIM call grew with people around me confirming the same on the basis of my score. So much so that I completely rejected the possibility of happening otherwise unware of what the future has in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09 Jan: Today&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit back and look at what I have earned and what I have lost in this result. Ofcourse I have earned the confidence of achieveing what I am capable of but at the same time I have also earned the fear of losing what I have right now(read: not even gettin 98 next time). The tussle between these two thoughts is tearin me apart. In the end its gonna be my decision and I don't expect much this time, just a hope that few years down the lane I don't have to sit and wish that I should have gone the other way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need hope, i need luck, i need wishes, i need 'em all but most of all I need courage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-4762298002125274267?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/4762298002125274267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/01/result-for-life.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/4762298002125274267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/4762298002125274267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/01/result-for-life.html' title='A result for Life'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-8387309723790571417</id><published>2009-01-08T12:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:00:06.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My view on Global Markets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lehman, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AIG&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Barclays&lt;/span&gt;..etc etc..I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been listening all sorts of Financial names for past few days. Although i already had my share my acquaintance with these names but from a different angle altogether. For example Lehman to me is a former Australian Cricketer and plays for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rajasthan&lt;/span&gt; Royals in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IPL&lt;/span&gt; nowadays. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Barclays&lt;/span&gt; are the main sponsors of premier league and likewise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AIG&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ManU&lt;/span&gt;. This news gave a different perspective to my acquaintance with these names. This was the only impact this news made in made life. Although it created havoc at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dalal&lt;/span&gt; street&lt;/span&gt; and likes of it in different countries, channels like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CNBC&lt;/span&gt; ran hours of stories on this. Experts around the world gave their inputs someone termed it as Global Meltdown or US meltdown. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;UTVi&lt;/span&gt; barged into a party at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ISB&lt;/span&gt; and interviewed couple of worried students who shared their nightmares while chewing their fingers off to make it look more realistic. Banking to me is a process that starts from 1st of every month and goes on till 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of the same month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is another post which has been in pipeline for couple of months and a lot has been happened during this period to add by courtesy Common Admission Test. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Satyam&lt;/span&gt; plummeted and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Nortel&lt;/span&gt; filed for bankruptcy couple of days back. So much has been said and done regarding this forcing governments around to world to spend billions of hard earned money of their tax payers. Though I read few days back in the papers that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;AIG&lt;/span&gt; is best utilizing this bailout package to give incentives to higher management to retain staff. What an innovative way to deal with crisis I wonder if this is what Wharton and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Harward&lt;/span&gt; taught them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the largest sub prime crisis in the economic history of the world because the epicenter of this fiasco was Wall Street the economic center of the world. Companies around the world shunned the staff some small ones even closed their shops. All this added to the panic around the world and stock markets around the world corroborated it. People lost millions in this run down the hill. But my maths logic says that if some loses them someone has to gain which can be confirmed by the statement that 'energy can neither be created nor destroyed it can only be transferred from one body to another'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question here is who gained from all this Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Raju&lt;/span&gt; or likes of him? Truly speaking Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Raju&lt;/span&gt; didn't embezzled any fund meant for the company he just inflated sheets to raise his stock value which he kept on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;rollin&lt;/span&gt; out at regular intervals. He had all intention to cover it all up by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Maytas&lt;/span&gt; deal but investors were too concerned about 5400 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;crores&lt;/span&gt; which basically didn't existed. That deal could have been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;blessin&lt;/span&gt; in disguise after all a stock worth Rs. 360 is much better off at Rs. 180 than at Rs. 6.30 thanks to our prudent investors.But our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;gujju&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;bhais&lt;/span&gt; are even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cashin&lt;/span&gt; on this. The share is being traded in abysmal figures everyday thereby generating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lakhs&lt;/span&gt; of revenues for its investors.(what else can you expect from a stock)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what good or bad all this has done to the world but one thing is for sure it taught me a lot about the other side of the world and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;yess&lt;/span&gt; it also added to the revenue of my  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;paperwalah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who got another anxious, ignorant and educated Indian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; for a copy of Economic Times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-8387309723790571417?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/8387309723790571417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-view-on-global-markets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/8387309723790571417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/8387309723790571417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-view-on-global-markets.html' title='My view on Global Markets'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-3096489858796826673</id><published>2008-12-21T09:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:48:44.786+05:30</updated><title type='text'>India United</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sep 14 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I got a call from a friend of mine to check if I ve survived yet another series of blasts. I followed the suit and called up all near and dear ones to check if they were fine. That is the only action that comes to our mind when somethin like this happens in our country. Buddin TV news channels and reporters try to get the best shot by showing the smudges of blood on roads, ripped dustbins and askin terrified people silly questions. This is the only thing we are concerned with, condemning everythin but waitin for someone else to take a step for us(This includes me as well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has been in pipeline for past 3 months and in the mean time we have been rocked by gruesome acts like Mumbai attacks and several blasts around the country(But we are used to these small incidents now). News channels swung into action as soon as they struck, clickin pictures or injured people, interviewing commandos or rescued hostages. They even went ahead and showed the live footage of rescue operations endangering the lives or both the hostages and the commandos executing the operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of our prestigious leaders made this a communal issue and tried to cash in votes. Congress and UPA leaders termed Mr. Hemant Karkare are martyr and propagated his death as supreme sacrifice in the line of duty just because he was involved in a hindu bashin case prior to his death. They even went aboard and speculated his death as handiwork or Hindu extremists tryin to save their sorry face in Malegaon blasts. These are the same pseudo secularists who doubted the sacrifice of Inspector M.L Sharma when he was gunned down by terrorists in Jamia and even claimed that he was killed by police only and not by those innocent students of Jamia who were wrongly framed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These acts of vote bank politics create a friction between two sections of society in a time when they both should hold together. Shahrukh Khan said in an interview that there are two versions of Islam, one which was originally created generations back as a sapling of islam and the other one created and used by Mullah's for their own selfish purposes. This might be his only statement that I completely agree with. The need of the hour is to stand United rather than fight amonst ourselves and die. We have tried solvin this issue by may ways like demolishin babri, killin kar sevaks, bombin temples etc etc I think standin united is the only option left. This is the only way India can triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7558485339289920000-3096489858796826673?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/3096489858796826673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/10/india-united.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3096489858796826673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/3096489858796826673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/10/india-united.html' title='India United'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-1657122715945078699</id><published>2008-08-06T14:53:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:43:43.452+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Things you should do at workplace!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When i joined my organization I was determined to work like every other fresher is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; forward to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt; in a live project n perform to my best level. But ironically IT companies prefer to keep a person on bench when he is most willing to work. And, its only after couple of months when the person learns exactly how to shy away from work or how to play games at office they put him to some serious work. Its because of that experience I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sittin&lt;/span&gt; in office n writing bout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shd&lt;/span&gt; do at office...&lt;br /&gt;This might not be an exhaustive list as then it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wd&lt;/span&gt; look like a jargon but still it has few kinks that might help you start..Specially for few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;frenz&lt;/span&gt; of mine who still work religiously after almost an yr of toiling their sweat for their respective PMs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Holidays&lt;/span&gt;. If you really need a big day off never risk it in advance. Office is not a multiplex where it will get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;house full&lt;/span&gt; if u are late in booking the tickets. Instead its like making night with a babe, if you plan it in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;advice&lt;/span&gt; you ll ruin the fun n also either she will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; fall sick on D Day or her parents would be visiting her. Therefore, always call in sick the very last minute( From the pub). Don't worry somebody will be covering for you even if it means that they have to leave their girlfriends to come to office for your work. It's not charity you know and anyway it's not your fault that he get to see his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;girlfriend&lt;/span&gt; once in six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Horde.&lt;/span&gt; If you have any idea that might help someone at workplace to work more efficiently then make sure you never discuss it with anyone. Because this would mean trouble for you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; if you two are in diff teams then your manager will coax you to compete him or worse if you are in same team then you will have more work on your table for which you ll have to give away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sleepin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;chattin&lt;/span&gt;, coffee or some other constructive time at office. The motto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;shd&lt;/span&gt; be "To have and to hold".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Undermine.&lt;/span&gt; If someone talks bout a brilliant idea in a meeting never forget to ridicule it. Point out every way it can and it will fail. Tell everybody how a friend of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;urs&lt;/span&gt; applied this idea at his office and all of them lost their jobs, homes and few of 'em were even jailed. It will seem tough in first few encounters but slowly you have to master the art. The idea here is not only to get the idea thrown out but the motto should be to send the person out along with the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Deny. &lt;/span&gt;Never accept a mistake you did. If you screwed up blame it on somebody and everybody. Blame it on the timid office mouse who never moves off his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;cubicle&lt;/span&gt;, blame it on anyone who was in vicinity of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; desk in last 6 months. And if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt; works you can always blame &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;everythin&lt;/span&gt; on Pakistanis, at the end of the day they are the reason of all our problems..right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Cell Phones. &lt;/span&gt;Never ever keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; cellphones on silent mode and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; so in a meeting is strict no no. Cellphones are like status symbol in office and the frequency of calls represents how much busy that person is. If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt; calls you in between a meeting raise your cellphone to signal everybody to be silent and then discuss with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt; then why can't you come before 10 on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt; night for his surprise birthday party and how much work you have(dun forget to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;txt&lt;/span&gt; him after the meeting that you ll be there by 6). If anybody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; phone should ring nod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; head in disapproval and whisper "disgraceful" so that its audible to everyone in the room. Never reject a call from some credit card company or some other marketing company these are like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;loosners&lt;/span&gt; which u can slog for six. As soon as they tell you bout product say that you are very busy and ask them to call you on weekend. Try to be a bit loud so that your manager can hear this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Shadow. &lt;/span&gt;Always leave 30 secs after your manager leave and come 30 seconds early. This will make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; manager think that you are committed to the company. If by chance someone comes late or leaves early don't forget to shake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; head in disapproval whilst making some noise that your manager makes a note about that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Drinks. &lt;/span&gt;Coffee is used as aspirin in office and its intake shows how much workload a person has. So if you dun take coffee then you better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;strt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; cups from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;pantry&lt;/span&gt; after every couple of hours and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;dumpin&lt;/span&gt; 'em in bin after few minutes i.e. if you can't drink it. But at the end of the day there must be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 4-5 empty cups of coffee in the bin next to your seat. This will confirm your manager's belief that this guy is really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;workin&lt;/span&gt; his head out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now since you have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;preliminary&lt;/span&gt; course on "how to survive at workplace" I hope you all will be able to apply all these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;fundas&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; workplace too. Any suggestions to make life good for me at my workplace are welcomed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-1657122715945078699?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/1657122715945078699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-you-should-do-at-workplace.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/1657122715945078699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/1657122715945078699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-you-should-do-at-workplace.html' title='Things you should do at workplace!!!'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-5609798315953974463</id><published>2008-07-09T15:05:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:13:21.588+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Monk who did somethin crazy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its really a dauntin' task to spare out few minutes to write a blog...But I do enjoy wen m being paid for it...Yess Being paid!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dun' jump off ur seat my company dun know that they are payin me for writin my blog...Well to me this is in compensation of those evenings I ve spent in office and those weekends I ve devoted to attendin unnecessary trainings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well there has been lot many happenings in my life in past few weeks...But couldn't pen 'em all coz of time crunch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While most of them were mishaps but the biggest of 'em all was The Return of Mak (Sounds like the Star Wars IV: The Return of Jedi)... But u won't believe it was much worse (pun intended).... I had to explicitly specify that unlike those flamboyant authors who make their words speak aloud with expressions....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Couple of days back I was skimmin through my old books n suddenly I found this nice little book which an altruistic fren of mine game me way back in college with a pretty decent feedback...But I never really got any opportunity to read that or I should say never really felt like readin it... But this time my alter ego cried from within n asked me to read it once...So I took it out n sat down on my bed to read one of the bestseller (that's what the cover claimed). The name of the book said somethin like "The Monk who sold his Ferrari". This line made my mind go bonkers...How in the world can a monk a Ferrari....maybe be he loaned it somehow n that’s why he had to sell it...I thought this book might help me in gettin a Ferrari for myself too (Though I won't sell it afterwards also I plan to pay the complete duty and taxes unlike our esteemed cricketer "He who should not be named”). Well I opened the book...The author had expressed gratitude to almost every living person on this planet...Now I was able to figure it out why the book was a bestseller coz 90% of the people would have a bought it to find a suitable name for their children as that book had almost every possible livin name in it....But god had somethin else in store for me...Before I could satiate my growin suspense I had to leave for some work (Explicit Content - Word Censored).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But today mornin I got a sight of it while gettin ready for office...n I quickly slipped it my bag so that I can satisfy myself with extract of such a grateful writer..Who knows my name also be might there...n moreover it can't be worse than the chaos that I get to see everyday while commutin to office....I never understood why do ppl always hurry to office wen they can relax and can go a bit late well as far as I am concerned I constitute that segment of junta which uses Company Transport to commute...Which a person in normal circumstances should never do...Well for me I would say... “Good Judgment Comes from Experience and experience comes from bad judgment.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So after waitin for a bit longer than 15 mins on the bus stop I should have guessed that today might not be the right day to read this masterpiece but as I said above u need experience for it. So finally the bus came n boarded quickly and bombed myself at a nice lookin and seemingly comfortable seat...Took the book out and kept my bag aside...n I started.... It started with a courtroom scene in which a lawyer had a heart attack...poor fella...Then the author started describin the lawyer...That guy had some serious Midas touch...He had all a person could dream of (This line refers specifically to the male community as other half generally looks for a guy with all that rather than lookin for all those things directly). With all that money around I was surely gainin some serious interest in it but somehow I got hit by a canon...That idiot sold everythin and left for India....It was like the most weird thing one could have ever done...I mean if u got some serious heart problem get a cardio machine man n work out on it...At max it ll cost few grands wats the purpose of sellin each n everythin??And even if for some reason u did...why the hell are u comin to India?? To Get mugged up or wat???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enough of this crazy person....I said to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was hopin that this guy might help me buyin one for myself instead he might drive me to sell the one I own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With dark clouds hoverin my mind...I closed the book hurriedly as if I was readin some porn magazine content which has been spotted by some school teacher...This rapid action of mine left the sittin next to me droolin...He really thought that I had a copy of debonair which he could lay his hands on...Before he could say somethin i quickly flashed the book cover out and he instantaneously turned his head..Maybe he had a similar experience as me...Even m gonna behave like that at the sight of that book next time onwards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish to god that he shower his blessings on my fren as well as on the author and especially on all those whose names were mentioned there...I dun know wat they would have sold after readin this book....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As far as book is concerned...Its still in my bag as of now...But its juz a matter of couple of hrs before it gets lost again in that rubble of anonymity where it came from...and my quest for a masterpiece which could really help me buy a Ferrari continues....An Endless Quest...&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/7558485339289920000-5609798315953974463?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/5609798315953974463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/07/monk-who-did-somethin-crazy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5609798315953974463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5609798315953974463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/07/monk-who-did-somethin-crazy.html' title='The Monk who did somethin crazy...'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-7949080204949956392</id><published>2008-05-31T19:53:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:29:14.667+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Friday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday 7:oo AM&lt;br /&gt;Unknown location in my Bedroom:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somthin' start buzzing and m still seeing that beautiful gal that I met last night she had that charisma around her that kept attracting me towards her the whole night. My friends have been askin me to go n talk to her for past so many hours but am a bit hesitant. The party is about to be over and soon everybody will be leavin for their homes....Shit!!!!.. I don't even know her name. :-( Maybe its time to go and talk to her she might just talk. I started counting my heartbeat 72...75...79...82....89...90 I mite faint till I reach there. I took a long breath n started walkin a bit faster my mind is bamboozed with so many thoughts "what if she already have a boyfriend", "wat if he is Schwarzenegger types" , "or maybe she don't even like boys coz I haven't seen a single boy around her all night"."Hi am Ankur"I said in a bit hesitant tone."I know..I ve been seeing you the whole night “She said with a smile on her face as if She was waitin for me to come to her n talk."Whhhaa....whhhattt!!!"I blurred. She got up and started talkin but I couldn't hear what she was sayin maybe the place was too noisy.. Maybe the music was gettin louder gradually..Hey wait a minute isn’t that the tone of my phone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I lie on my bed facing towards the ceiling and my phone alarm gettin louder each n every second. I find my way through the haywire on my bed to find that object(Dunno who invented it but I felt like killing that person that very moment..I wish I shd have studied in my school days so that I must have know who invented alarm or phone so that at least I could have cursed them). "Snooze" said one the button on that irritatin device to kill that sound. Suddenly there is a pin drop silence in my room  which is soon broken by knock on the door.&lt;br /&gt;Mom came in and said "Beta jaldi tayaar ho ja nahin toh late ho jayega."&lt;br /&gt;"Aaj kya day hai??" My usual question for 5 horrendous days(Mon-Fri).&lt;br /&gt;"Beta aaj Friday hai kal so lena."She said with a smiling face then switched on the light and went towards the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why does god had to make FRIDAY"... If he wanted 7 days in a week so dreadly he could have added another Sunday am sure everyone would have loved that. But at that moment I could have even managed with a single week with 4 weekdays.... At least I could have spoken to that gal na...&lt;br /&gt;"Jo bhi ho she was amazin"...I said to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I lie on my bed as if I have just completed the Guinness record of being awake for max days. I heard couple of days back that someone managed without that for 16 days&lt;br /&gt;"Wat a loser."....I thought&lt;br /&gt;With that I started recollectin my thoughts..tryin to reconnect to that dream which I had to stop in between and I was almost successful  when 5 minutes of extra time got over and referee blowed the same ring tone again and I lost this time too without scorin a single goal. This time I gently pressed the "Stop" button as I was in a better state of consciousness than the previous time and I knew I won't be gettin a new phone until iPhone is launched in India. I got up cursing everyone in this world from guy that sold me that phone to the person who interviewed me and selected me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;Undisclosed location in Ggn(It’s not Area 51 it’s my office!!!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aaj kis kis ka match hai yaar" Someone in the next cubicle asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Delhi Daredevils vs. Rajasthan Royals...It’s the first semi final"...I said proudly as my city somehow crippled to the semis..&lt;br /&gt;"Aaj to Veeru kamaal karega tum dekhna..."A third person too joined the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12:30 PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abe last match mein Mumbai kharaab kheli nahin toh woh pahunch jaati" Now we were gettin people to support almost every team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:15 PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lag gayi shart..shaam ko pata chal jayega..Beta Rajasthan is by far the best team in the tournament" A proud Rajasthan supporter said..&lt;br /&gt;The deal was sealed and the bet was on...Now all pressure was on Warny n Veeru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from a team lunch.. A teammate of mine was leaving the organization to do his MBA.&lt;br /&gt;"I am doin it for the betterment of the society"..That’s wat he wrote in his last mail to us.&lt;br /&gt;I thought wat do I have to do for the betterment of the society??&lt;br /&gt;Maybe go back to sleep or or...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shitt!!! I had a call to attend at 2..I rushed towards the conf room hoping that my TL mite not have bothered to ask about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:00 PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sssshhhhh... m still in call...These ppl are talkin in Spanish...&lt;br /&gt;"Hey guys Antonio needs to leave early today so we will be ending the call at 3:30 our time i.e. 7 PM ur time." Said my TL.&lt;br /&gt;"Do Spanish ppl also watch IPL??"...I asked myself..&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe...after all it’s pretty popular and with these cheerleaders around there were pretty good chances that they might do"...&lt;br /&gt;"Well watever!!! But I should have asked for somethin bigger than this today..."I told myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:14 PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fired down the stairs as the elevators in these DLF buildings are awful and the match would have ended by the time I would got one to take me to Lobby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Few Minutes Later(Dun know the time)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir dekhna aaj Delhi jeet jayegi" Said another Delhi fan unaware of neither my past nor future of Delhi Team...&lt;br /&gt;"Aapko drop karke main bhi ghar jaake match hi dekhoonga"...The cabbie continued...&lt;br /&gt;"Mera ghar aapke ghar ke paas hi hai"......&lt;br /&gt;"Bhaiya Radio chala dijiye please" I said a gentle no to all Gyan uploadin that he was tryin to do on my Server....&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the journey was silent with romantic songs from Jab We Met playin n I thinkin bout the gal I met yesterday night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:00 PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't said to anyone that Delhi was gonna win this one. I always say may the best team win. With these thoughts I tried flippin through the channels but thanks to growin news channels every time I flipped a channel I saw a new headline&lt;br /&gt;"Delhi ko teesra jhatka"...&lt;br /&gt;"Delhi ka chautha wicket out"...&lt;br /&gt;"Dilshan bhi pavilion mein"....&lt;br /&gt;"Delhi semi final haar gaya!!!"..Said one channel who claims to be sabse tez..&lt;br /&gt;I quickly switched to Set Max and saw few batsmen still tryin their luck out...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the news channel crew had foresightedness...Well in this case everybody had that...I had that almost 30 mins back...&lt;br /&gt;I closed my TV and sat in front of my PC...See I dun like playin Nicolas Cage in Next..I dun like predictin things so am better off doin things which I can't predict...&lt;br /&gt;After 2 1/2  hours of rigorous surfin and a bit of bloggin(yup my first one) am finally over with this freaky Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:00 AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie on my bed in almost similar position in which I woke up to this mornin lookin forward to another Freaky Friday in my life...Or maybe a Subtle Saturday this time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-7949080204949956392?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/7949080204949956392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/05/freaky-friday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/7949080204949956392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/7949080204949956392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/05/freaky-friday.html' title='Freaky Friday!!!!'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558485339289920000.post-5608985029510535502</id><published>2008-05-30T22:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:29:39.798+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Past....The History</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What!!! I can't believe that my first word in the world of bloggin' is OKAY!!!Well how lame that may sound. Anyways to start with I am still wondering why am I doin this blog thingy outta all things in the world. The truth is I love to write but I am sure nobody would bother to spend a penny of his/her on my writing well after all am no Chetan Bhagat or Dan Brown for that matter(Those are 2 of the very few names I know). So I thought this mite be a good idea to try and write things and get them published who cares if people dun read 'em and send me fan mails I am still a writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So lets carry on with a bit about me. Well I am another software engineer in this billion strong industry and work for another MNC who truly believes humans are as good as robots and they dun even need electricity to get charged up. I don't have much plans to tell a lot about me coz if I do so this blog will be banned coz of explicit content. When I opened Blogspot in my browser the first glimpse gave me a obsured feeling thought wats the purpose of blogging dude lets close this and get to bed but then another half of me asked me to just login and try 'n' write couple of lines n lets see how it goes. So somehow I manged to log in and then came the bouncer "Name your Blog" see am very bad is naming things or people for that matter(but still managed to coin Mak for a fren of mine which he still flashes with a flamboyant style but it was also me who nicknamed his another fren Vasco yes Vasco after the Legendary Vasco De Gama. See my fren dun have any grudges for that..am I right mate???). So back to naming the blog I strted thinking what word could ideally replace me n voila I have found another fantasic(I know its an Understatement) term for myself "THE AVALANCHE". Everytime I think things are going great and everything is stable at its position the world comes crashin' down on me. Yess this "crashin' down" gave me idea for the Blog Address. Hmmm.. I think u all must be havin a fair idea now of this first step of mine towards ummmm....(m still thinkin' of a word to put here plz post in comments if you have any)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558485339289920000-5608985029510535502?l=crashindown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/feeds/5608985029510535502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/05/pastthe-history.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5608985029510535502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558485339289920000/posts/default/5608985029510535502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crashindown.blogspot.com/2008/05/pastthe-history.html' title='The Past....The History'/><author><name>The Avalanche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04941271178280062305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
