<?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-8144551</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:20:54.858-08:00</updated><category term='ubs'/><category term='self help'/><category term='articles..'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='spirituality'/><category term='movies'/><category term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Achilles heel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3540556141920960737</id><published>2009-07-26T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:19:42.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaders / Managers of the 21th century</title><content type='html'>Thought leaders are necessary in today's life , you have to extremely practical and aware about the global economy .. prepared for any and everykind of change and also to master it.&lt;div&gt;"Alive to what is happening" in short..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cross functional management is acceptable ,you have to be a generalist rather than a specialist.Communication skills have to developed and enhanced.Strong people management skills help in managing people from every type of culture and social background.Being technically sound and work long hours.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some people have a concept of working smart , i still am to understand.. that concept so i work hard and long.Read a lot.. give an hour to learn about the products u are supposed to sell..set goals and objectives so that u can ascertain your performance....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now how this can be done..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-have a vision &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-optimism has to be used as force multiplier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3540556141920960737?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3540556141920960737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3540556141920960737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3540556141920960737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3540556141920960737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2009/07/leaders-managers-of-21th-century.html' title='Leaders / Managers of the 21th century'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4351510202813465907</id><published>2009-07-18T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:29:37.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ubs'/><title type='text'>Alumini interaction</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;during the interaction today with mr.anil khanna and mr sudhir kant here at ubs chandigarh .&lt;br /&gt;i learnt some new stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr anil khanna started with importance of learning and stressed to avoid favorites in studies, he said the mistake he made in college was to have favorite subjects and not so favorite ones .. and during the course of the career he realized the emphasis has to be equal in all .Basically he stressed that balance leads to stability.. knowledge is power and knowledge is what derives respect from you in front of the world. Every subject is important, everything is important.. he stressed that even when in the times of recession, knowledge is the path to innovation...&lt;br /&gt; the importance to come back on time to home and balance out chores..&lt;br /&gt; the importance of writing  what you want to do  in written.. this is something similiar to what one of my professors also told me  he said that " jotting down things u want to do  gives additional power to your action"&lt;br /&gt;he said time management is about knowing what u want to do.. and only those people who avoid what they have to do .. end up saying that they don't have enough time..&lt;br /&gt;though both the speakers stressed on the importance of enjoying your work .. sudhir kant gave an personal example for it .&lt;br /&gt;there was also a mention to more customer friendly attittude- to know his needs.. ( i believe there is also a case to even anticipate needs..)&lt;br /&gt;sudhir kant made a presentation on 21th century managers.. how they should be..&lt;br /&gt;he anticipated the challenges to be crisis management.. he also emphasied the need to read and to learn more.. giving example of himself he says he still needs to study 1 hour days to be in touch  with the latest technologies ,he also stressed the role of the manager in development giving a corrolary between developement and maangers he said that "there are no manager in underdeveloped places" giving proof about the huge ego of the manager.he said that in the future due to the information boom the difference between workers and managers would decrease. Though he did not give any solutions to the crisis prevailing in the world he said it is an oppurtunity to the innovative companies and those who take the good times with the bad.he mentioned the need for vision besides others factors .. more on this later.. kinda late and my frds are asking to wrap the blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4351510202813465907?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4351510202813465907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4351510202813465907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4351510202813465907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4351510202813465907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2009/07/alumini-interaction.html' title='Alumini interaction'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-9025913948808679371</id><published>2009-01-05T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:57:25.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting spirit</title><content type='html'>fighting spirit ,this is one of the most underrated qualities people have , the will to never given in ,to never give up , to take thing for as they are and then improve ameliorate .Its easier to give up sometimes ,its easier to walk a different part and forget about what you dream and believe in but you know in your heart your dreams will haunt you and  you would think what if ..&lt;div&gt;fighting spirit is not just performance on the day ..its the road its working hard and making that hard work count remembering your mistakes and working harder to improve them, you know what gives the greatest pleasure is to do better than you think u can .. to do something you practiced so hard to get through ..to work just a little more harder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do u push and do things .. i guess we love something more ...the love of something makes us stronger to push... the brink an inch..and inch by inch the brink becomes a mile and then we think how much have we grown.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-772180061879602994</id><published>2008-12-21T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:37:01.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Death</title><content type='html'>This(Death) in Scientific terms is thought as a flat line on the EEG means cessation of heart beat and brain activity.The illusion of the subjective "I" in the individual conciousness should cease with the cessation of brain waves .Yet the thought of death as passing into nothingness is not a scientific one,the popular imagination developed by the world about death is supposed to be a terminal state ,a void that destroys life ,that swallows it up forever .It is aligned with sleep ,darkness and unconciousness.It is feared by those who want to happy or who feel happy.It is sought by people in misery anguish those in pain..as a final blessed anesthesia.&lt;div&gt;what is this nothingness,how come something just vanishes into a black hole as if it didn't exist. this nothingness , this realm where we all go, where is it, where does the life force go suddenly.Where did it come from, is it a chemical reaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A + B -&gt; C +D  and A +B cease to exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even in chemical terms we realise that no reaction is complete totally and it is only some part which is converted, is this a hint to the philosphy the state of life that all is the not gone but some part is left.Is life just like those reactions which we studied in chemistry, the biomolecules , the building blocks of life are based on these reactions , what makes this flow happen.What will happen when we reach a stage in science when we can't die from organ failure will we die then or not.Will we realise if a life force is present whether the concious is transfered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a theory of karma that concious is transfered from one state to another similiar to a state transition that we start from a microorganism and then build into a human and so on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darwin theory of evolution is similiar to this with exception that it thinks of it as time line to the evolution of the humans rather than a whole transition which every being faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-772180061879602994?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/772180061879602994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=772180061879602994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/772180061879602994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/772180061879602994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-is-death.html' title='What is Death'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6212194862483433981</id><published>2008-12-15T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:57:47.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>death is something when the blood in our body stops to pump..&lt;div&gt;death is something when the ones who care about you realise you have gone..and they ponder on thoughts you gave them ..a person close to me died recently and he once talking about death told me ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"after dying people forget you and move on..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ponder on thoughts about the person who died how they helped shaped your character ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember how he used to play cricket with us ,how he used to wish me on my birthday without fail.. how he used to take for a sunday ride to hills and stopping and turning back only when we told him to.. In my childhood my best friends were books ,saturday used to be an off i used to go to the library and read whatever i could ..walking back from the library going i used to stop and meet him him in his clinic on my way back , still remember me having coke ..sometimes i used to be tired and he used to drop me home.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went to nationals once.. and you know.. its was kinda lonely..but when i came back.. i saw he was happy.. anytime my name came in the newspaper he called and congratulated me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever i read whatever i learnt he quizzed me on it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i came back from my bachelors, he asked me to go for my masters abroad as he did .. i haven't till now.. he had four brothers all of them stay abroad.. when he died none of them could come, he knew none of them could come and that part is the one that hurts .... i guess this is the main reason i am still in India...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would worry about everyone around me too much to go that far..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was kinda the push my sister had.. when she studied even though she wasn't great but she tried to do her best.. he loved gardening.. at the end of it.. i ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"How can u repay kindness and unconditional love.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6212194862483433981?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6212194862483433981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6212194862483433981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6212194862483433981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6212194862483433981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/12/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6875201155331140095</id><published>2008-10-11T10:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:51:34.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Tipping points..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-size: 18px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;metaphors that make our life..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;some of them mean so much ,as they justify our actions .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;they inculcate behaviour.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-size: 18px; "&gt;they make us go into a prison ,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); "&gt;prison of the past ,,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); "&gt;past experiences condition our behaviour of good and bad,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;prison of the future-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;expectations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size: 18px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;expectation make us do things which we do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;is it just based on this .. past and the future where have i left my present ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;expecting to have a beautiful future ..no present is present.. where do we find true freedom&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/8144551-6875201155331140095?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6875201155331140095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6875201155331140095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6875201155331140095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6875201155331140095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/10/tipping-points.html' title='Tipping points..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6995055186672379623</id><published>2008-08-25T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:47:00.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self help'/><title type='text'>Pain Vs Pain...</title><content type='html'>..................................................&lt;br /&gt;what drives us...&lt;br /&gt;the pain that we get from not doing  or the pleasure of doing&lt;br /&gt;In life we face many situations where we are at ends to decide what path to take, each path leading to different direction a different life.Why do we all at one point on the other face the dilemma of choosing one path over the other.Only one thing being certain that choice we take will take something away from us.&lt;br /&gt;...so we think what to, well i say ask yourself..some questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether pain of not doing is greater than the pain of doing&lt;br /&gt;whether the short term gain is less than long term harm ...how does it make u feel , do u feel great while doing it..&lt;br /&gt;these questions are valid in any situation&lt;br /&gt;from exams ,studies ,relationships... any situation just ask some relevant questions important to you...and you will find the dark clouds receding...and sunlight coming through...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6995055186672379623?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6995055186672379623/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4213416456038688072</id><published>2008-08-17T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:31:27.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles..'/><title type='text'>Deconstructivist Architecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SKi0ag4qBKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ithGg3Q4Pn0/s1600-h/Guggenheim%20Bilbao%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235632934415369378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SKi0ag4qBKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ithGg3Q4Pn0/s320/Guggenheim%2520Bilbao%25203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Gehry's Guggenheim Bilbao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SKi0NTBLDhI/AAAAAAAAABI/65kPIMfXiM0/s1600-h/DSC01875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235632707354693138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SKi0NTBLDhI/AAAAAAAAABI/65kPIMfXiM0/s320/DSC01875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         Koolhaas's student center at the Illinois Institute of Technology, Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4213416456038688072?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4213416456038688072/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SKi0ag4qBKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ithGg3Q4Pn0/s72-c/Guggenheim%2520Bilbao%25203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3151460713906645148</id><published>2008-08-14T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:22:19.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self help'/><title type='text'>Naruto.. what so cool about it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SKTRDChJBgI/AAAAAAAAABA/A-9GcS-HLgM/s1600-h/naruto(56).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234538517057046018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SKTRDChJBgI/AAAAAAAAABA/A-9GcS-HLgM/s320/naruto(56).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....Their is this anime ,you might have watched by the name Naruto...&lt;br /&gt;its a story about a boy who wants to become a ninja and eventually the chief of the village.&lt;br /&gt;what's so great about the character is that he never gives up,never backs down. Even his frds call him stupid  but he has that positive effect.Its like the guy won't quit or back down from anything and in doing so he gives hope to many who are either on the verge of quitting or have already quit.He makes them believe again... to believe in themselves their own qualities ..that they can be whatever they want to be.let me tell you about a situation in the series,during his chuunin exams the examiner gives all the genin taking the test a choice&lt;br /&gt;1. Take the tenth question or don't take it (&lt;strong&gt;Take it or leave it question&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;( i) if u take it and fail you will never be allowed for the exam again&lt;br /&gt;(ii) if don't you and all our frds wil fail...but u can take it next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what would u do..........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any situation consider any their are pros and cons...&lt;br /&gt;but what matter to a person is not how many pros or cons but the weight of the pros and the cons.. if a particular con is too great it sabotages the situation ............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens when the weight of pros is equally great as a con..&lt;br /&gt;pain of not doing is equal to pain of doing something... that is what we call a catch22...&lt;br /&gt;........we will talk about it later ...how to solve this.. of pain vs pain..of how to take the better choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3151460713906645148?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3151460713906645148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3151460713906645148' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3151460713906645148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3151460713906645148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/08/naruto-what-so-cool-about-it.html' title='Naruto.. what so cool about it..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SKTRDChJBgI/AAAAAAAAABA/A-9GcS-HLgM/s72-c/naruto(56).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-1015824908790218822</id><published>2008-08-11T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:38:57.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self help'/><title type='text'>Beliefs and Convictions..</title><content type='html'>...........................&lt;br /&gt;"Under what we think ,lives all that we believe in,like the ultimate veil of our spirits"&lt;br /&gt;-Antonio Marchado&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;Consider life ,how we fare in it.. is based on what we believe in ,rather than what we are capable of.If we think we can understand a phenomenon,we accept it, we believe it .&lt;br /&gt;Consider the belief a person has of being sexy.. where does he/she get the idea from.The belief is supported by the fact that people call him/her that, the fact he/she thinks he/she looks good .This might be supported by others.What does this tell you ,this tells you the image a person has is made up of beliefs he has about himself and others.&lt;br /&gt;Now why are we discussing this ,this may come as self evident.&lt;br /&gt;This was just a tip of the iceberg what i am trying to get at is that the beliefs you carry determine your performance.The reasons for your failures or sucesses are your beliefs ..&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Do you have the guts to never give up..."&lt;/strong&gt;... well most of us don't.. but if u did .. it would be a strong force ..you must have seen some players perform when the chips are down, like michael bevan ,mike hussey ,andre agassi etc.. why do they perform so much better .. its cause they believe that its impposible to give up or to lose tamely...&lt;br /&gt;aren't we indians thought of tame losers in the world of sport...and we hide in the blanket of culture as our escuse..why do we do.. that ! .. we do that it is more comfortable for us to take shelter in our beliefs rather than confront and change them.It takes more effort to change something.. than go along it..&lt;br /&gt;You say how do we change something like that , i say change your belief understand the costs of such beliefs ,are you ready to believe something like being a loser... or not being competent haunt you...make a decision.. (kuch kariye song from chak de india plays in background...)&lt;br /&gt;...i read a book mice and men by john steinback.. in it ..i realised that children don't differenciate between men from color adults do.. take the lessons of the child with you.. remember all good beliefs you had as children..why did they change how did it all change.. from a great world to a the world we perceive now.. it is only cause of our beliefs and convictions..&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;Was watching Naruto.. its an anime ..&lt;br /&gt;i realised the main guy.. never gives up.. and when asked by his opponents he replies..its the way of the ninja..the ninja is one who has the guts to never give up...more on this next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Society may predict ,but only i will determine my destiny...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-1015824908790218822?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/1015824908790218822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=1015824908790218822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/1015824908790218822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/1015824908790218822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/08/beliefs-and-convictions.html' title='Beliefs and Convictions..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-994611461663226289</id><published>2008-08-06T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T13:29:33.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Any Given Sunday...</title><content type='html'>you know punks come in and go .. this league..&lt;br /&gt;they get picked right out of the hood.. cause they can  fight or run ,cause they are fast and big and strong.And suddenly they have got all the money and the foxes that chase the money...&lt;br /&gt;and they get to live the dream...&lt;br /&gt;but for every sucker who makes it ..for every jerry rice and barry  sanders..they are hundred of nigras u never heard of...&lt;br /&gt;.............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we get older ,some things are taken away.. well that's a part of life but you only learn that when something is taken away from you..You find out that life is game of inches...so's football  because the margin for error in either game football or life is so small...&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;the inches we need are everywhere around us , in every second, every minutes, every hour.And in this world there are no shortcuts, In any fight i am going to tell its the guy who is willing to die who is going to get that inch..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-994611461663226289?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/994611461663226289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=994611461663226289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/994611461663226289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/994611461663226289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/08/any-given-sunday.html' title='Any Given Sunday...'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-7473414619155355352</id><published>2008-08-04T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:34:56.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self help'/><title type='text'>PLeasure and PAin</title><content type='html'>Activties.. which you feel give u pleasure.. you don't stop doing them , even though long term effects might be harmful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consider a experience ,you have had if u associate pain with it ,you will try to avoid it ..&lt;br /&gt;pain is not literally pain but.. even something unpleasant.. giving back a loan, listening to classical music , reading some book ,calling up some frd.. etc  it can be anything..but if u find it unpleasant you will avoid it..&lt;br /&gt;why does a fat person ,who wants to slim down.. but can't&lt;br /&gt;it cause he /she associates pleasure with eating food .. and pain with not ..&lt;br /&gt;the pain of being fat  is less than the pleasure of having great food...&lt;br /&gt;.... many more examples i can give...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does a particular person who has all the abilities to come first.. doesn't&lt;br /&gt;cause he doesn't feel pleasure in coming first...he has some experiences which make him hate becoming a know it all... these experiences decide our destiny..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the questions is.. whether the choice to hate something.. is greater than the pleasure of the choice we leave ........................&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i feel we are controlled by our experiences than our intellect...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-7473414619155355352?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/7473414619155355352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=7473414619155355352' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7473414619155355352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7473414619155355352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/08/pleasure-and-pain.html' title='PLeasure and PAin'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4028847972411359934</id><published>2008-08-01T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:36:20.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Noelia</title><content type='html'>Quotes from a blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you. ~Richard Wilbur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is viscous. ~Henry Brooks Adams, The Education of Henry Adams, 1907&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Dates in Calendar are closer than they appear. ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mess is a place! ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; because here he would be forever a stranger in a strange land. ~in The Good Guy, by: Dean Koontz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep a diary and one day it'll keep you. ~Mae West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that were hard to bear are sweet to remember. ~Seneca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is the goodest good." ~ Zabie Sahial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family. ~Anthony Brandt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4028847972411359934?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4028847972411359934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4028847972411359934' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4028847972411359934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4028847972411359934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-noelia.html' title='To Noelia'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3368507999899217915</id><published>2008-07-29T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:08:59.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>The Disciple</title><content type='html'>the journey from ... X to Y .. from ice to sea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first condition to be a disciple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the student who wants to know the truth must give up all desires for gain in this world or in the life to come ...what comes to mind is the question ..&lt;br /&gt;what is truth.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as desire creeps into the mind we cannot see the truth...as long as there is desire in our hearts there is no place for truth.. there might be a life better but there is also less truth in it..&lt;br /&gt;a rich man understand less truth than a poor..&lt;br /&gt;the disciple ..should say&lt;br /&gt;" i don't care for anything in this life nor for all the heavens that have existed"&lt;br /&gt;" i refuse to believe that i am just flesh and blood.. "&lt;br /&gt;renunciate everything .. this is the first condition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second&lt;br /&gt;control of the senese internal and external ..and to be established in spiritual virtues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cause no spirtual knowledge would ...&lt;br /&gt;good and evil are always there.. though many forget that and are overwhelmed by evil..they feel bitter ..&lt;br /&gt;give ur mind to god....&lt;br /&gt;think about a normal person like me&lt;br /&gt;no sooner someone hits me my hand goes to his face and bang... how can i undersand christ..&lt;br /&gt;who said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come unto me ,all ye that labour and are heavy laden , and i will give you rest"&lt;br /&gt;keep the spirit in mind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third quality is faith in the guru.....&lt;br /&gt;we can read books ,argue and reason .. about god,about salvation about religion ,but none of it is spiritual because spirituality does not exist in theories ,in books or in philosophies..&lt;br /&gt;A guru tells the student " go and sin no more.. " and no more can he sin...no more the person has the power to sin..you and i are just hollow talk not teachers..&lt;br /&gt;We disturb the world with our thoughts and bad vibrations ..we hope we pray we struggle on..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;silence is the method of the teacher..&lt;br /&gt;what kind of belief will not do..?&lt;br /&gt;Consider a man born in america 1900 years after christ .. does not even belong to the same race as Christ..He says Christ is god ..he has not seen Christ nor his family yet He says Jesus was God , if you don't believe it ,you will go to hell..,we might understand disciples of christ believed it ..he was their guru..,but what has this american got to do with the man born 1900 years before him ..what does he know of Jesus..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next condition a disciple must fulfill&lt;br /&gt;conceive an extreme desire to be free..&lt;br /&gt;We are like moths plunging into the fire.. knowing that it will burn us ,knoing the senses only burn us ,that they only enchance desire..&lt;br /&gt;Do we ever ask god free from bondage to senses ..from slavery to desire&lt;br /&gt;instead we pray to him for health and prosperity. for long life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the world but a combination of stomach and sex..?&lt;br /&gt;take these away from them and they will find their lives meaningless...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel this world is full of atheists .. they believe in nothing but the senses....&lt;br /&gt;what happens is we degrade religion to our low level ..and seek matter in the name of spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So and so said such and such.. let us try and have fun.. may be my broken leg will straighten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the four conditions for a disciple to fulfill without fulfilling them the disciple cannot come in contact with a true guru..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3368507999899217915?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3368507999899217915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3368507999899217915' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3368507999899217915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3368507999899217915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/disciple.html' title='The Disciple'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3332349079383341043</id><published>2008-07-27T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:09:19.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyranny of the Wise</title><content type='html'>Consider&lt;br /&gt;if a man in america says "look i will sit under that tree and will do nothing except looking at my nose.. i don't want to work"&lt;br /&gt;its bad ,its against law.. A man only can live in the society if he conforms to it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the same man in India..&lt;br /&gt;"if he says look i will sit under that tree and will do nothing except looking at my nose.. i don't want to work " this would be accepted..&lt;br /&gt;but if a man says "i will enjoy this life " every door is closed on him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the tyranny of the wise..tyranny of the sages ..of the spiritual of the intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;This Tyranny of the wise is much more powerful than of the ignorant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3332349079383341043?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3332349079383341043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3332349079383341043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3332349079383341043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3332349079383341043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/tyranny-of-wise.html' title='Tyranny of the Wise'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-5608662016920606689</id><published>2008-07-26T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T04:34:45.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaishnav jan to</title><content type='html'>"Vaishnav jan to tene kahiye je&lt;br /&gt;       PeeD paraayi jaaNe re&lt;br /&gt;Par-dukhkhe upkaar kare toye&lt;br /&gt;    Man abhimaan na aaNe re "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one who is vaishnav ,know the pains of others,does good to others ,esp those in misery does not let pride enter his heart.He tolerates  and praises the entire world..does not say bad things about anyone..keeps his mind /thought /actions pure..so oh vaishnav ur mother is blessed..&lt;br /&gt;try this link ..for the original song..&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKAhRsqvZqo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKAhRsqvZqo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-5608662016920606689?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/5608662016920606689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=5608662016920606689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/5608662016920606689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/5608662016920606689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/vaishnav-jan-to.html' title='Vaishnav jan to'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4282057709696383084</id><published>2008-07-23T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:20:39.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power</title><content type='html'>...........&lt;br /&gt;the source of actions of most is the thirst of power..&lt;br /&gt;let us consider .. how did it start..&lt;br /&gt;in a primitive world... with few human beings..&lt;br /&gt;power of the wild animals.. would be greater than ours, and we made weapons..,shelter to protect ourselves from them,and hunt those less than us.. to eat..for skin..etc&lt;br /&gt;power would be the power to feed ourselves.. the power to do something...&lt;br /&gt;soon it translated to power of one person over the other.. the reason for conflicts is the power struggle that we find prevalent in our life.. even in our so called families.. its more about power than about love.. the idea of being better than someone driving the actions..(okay may be going overboared here but the idea... is more power..)&lt;br /&gt;why do people want money.. its cause of power.. why do we want anything.. more than we need to survive.. it is due to the conditioning of power conflicts in us.&lt;br /&gt;power to control the other persons destiny.. gives a feeling of high.. ( it is no different in essence from the high of taking drugs.. i feel)&lt;br /&gt;the more u get the more u want.. the more u demand..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4282057709696383084?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4282057709696383084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4282057709696383084' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4282057709696383084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4282057709696383084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/power.html' title='Power'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-2251130991436079686</id><published>2008-07-14T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:17:48.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>अत्युच्चपदी थोरही बिघडतो हा बोल आहे खरा&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun, when you rise, everybody is happy and singstigers and other bad things go and hide in valleysbut once yuo start rising to the top, you start boiling useven great people are spoilt when in power&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-2251130991436079686?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/2251130991436079686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=2251130991436079686' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2251130991436079686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2251130991436079686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3611864645530423070</id><published>2008-07-13T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T11:41:02.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warren Buffett</title><content type='html'>The basic ideas of investing are to look at stocks as business, use the market's fluctuations to your advantage, and seek a margin of safety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on non productivity of gold&lt;br /&gt;"It gets dug out of the ground in Africa, or someplace. Then we melt it down, dig another hole, bury it again and pay people to stand around guarding it. It has no utility. Anyone watching from Mars would be scratching their head."&lt;br /&gt;inheritance tax&lt;br /&gt;choosing the 2020 Olympic team by picking the eldest sons of the gold-medal winners in the &lt;a title="2000 Summer Olympics" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2000_Summer_Olympics"&gt;2000 Olympics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a problem with guilt about money. The way I see it is that my money represents an enormous number of claim checks on society. It's like I have these little pieces of paper that I can turn into consumption. If I wanted to, I could hire 10,000 people to do nothing but paint my picture every day for the rest of my life. And the GNP would go up. But the utility of the product would be zilch, and I would be keeping those 10,000 people from doing AIDS research, or teaching, or nursing. I don't do that though. I don't use very many of those claim checks. There's nothing material I want very much. And I'm going to give virtually all of those claim checks to charity when my wife and I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3611864645530423070?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3611864645530423070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3611864645530423070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3611864645530423070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3611864645530423070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/warren-buffett.html' title='Warren Buffett'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4298022599932115770</id><published>2008-07-12T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:21:52.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you...</title><content type='html'>i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)&lt;br /&gt;i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)&lt;br /&gt;i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)&lt;br /&gt;and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant&lt;br /&gt;and whatever a sun will always sing is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud&lt;br /&gt;and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows&lt;br /&gt;higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)&lt;br /&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart&lt;br /&gt;i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4298022599932115770?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4298022599932115770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4298022599932115770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4298022599932115770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4298022599932115770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-you.html' title='I love you...'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4664191499875901853</id><published>2008-07-02T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:03:28.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mehfuz....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SGzsQlM7FbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/J9sNFkfbE0w/s1600-h/aamir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805837823940018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SGzsQlM7FbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/J9sNFkfbE0w/s320/aamir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya maula...&lt;br /&gt;Ya maula...&lt;br /&gt;Ya maula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ani jani hai kahani, Bulbulesi zindagani&lt;br /&gt;Banti kabhi bigadti, Tez hawa se ladti bhidti,&lt;br /&gt;Ha rehum ha raham farma aye khuda,Ha rehum ha raham farma aye khuda,&lt;br /&gt;Mehfuz har kadam karna aye khuda aye khuda,Mehfuz har kadam karna aye khuda,&lt;br /&gt;Aye khuda..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya.....[Tarana]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saason ki suti, Dor zaruti,&lt;br /&gt;Jal jayegi, Jal jayegi,&lt;br /&gt;Band jo laye the, Haaton ki muthi,&lt;br /&gt;Khol jayegi, Khol jayegi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhagwan kare kaya yeah ujali,Mitti mein mil jayegi,&lt;br /&gt;Chahe jitni shamaye roshan karle,Dhoop toh dhal jayegi jayegi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha rehum ha raham farma aye khuda,&lt;br /&gt;Ha rehum ha raham farma aye khuda,&lt;br /&gt;Mehfuz har kadam karna aye khuda aye khuda,&lt;br /&gt;Mehfuz har kadam karna aye khuda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye khuda..........&lt;br /&gt;Sone chamak mein, Sikko khanak mein,&lt;br /&gt;Milta nahi, Milta nahi,&lt;br /&gt;Dhool ke zarro, Mein dhunde koi toh,&lt;br /&gt;Milta wahi, Milta wahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya majhal teri marzi ke aage,Bandoo ki chal jayegi,&lt;br /&gt;Tane ungli jo tu, KatPutliki chal badal jayegi jayegi.&lt;br /&gt;Ha rehum ha raham farma aye khuda,Ha rehum ha raham farma aye khuda,&lt;br /&gt;Mehfuz har kadam karna aye khuda aye khuda,Mehfuz har kadam karna aye khuda,Aye khuda..........Ha rehum ha raham allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;that this emphemeral life ,is like a bubble.. which lasts just for a moment in eternity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;sometimes its good ,some its is great .. sometimes its a fight like the lamp.. against the wind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;......but its only the lord... on whose wishes that we are safe... so we ask ..for his blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;our breaths will extinguish...someday even all the lights will extinguish.. however hard we try. everything that start will end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;the lord is not found in gold.. nor in dust..against his wishes nothing happens..&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/8144551-4664191499875901853?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4664191499875901853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4664191499875901853' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4664191499875901853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4664191499875901853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/mehfuz.html' title='Mehfuz....'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SGzsQlM7FbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/J9sNFkfbE0w/s72-c/aamir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-8104026964328464316</id><published>2008-07-01T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:03:29.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meherbaan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SGzsfXayWQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JYUL8yEDBnA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218806091822029058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SGzsfXayWQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JYUL8yEDBnA/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu Hai Zabaan, Main Hoon Bayaan&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hai Neha, Main Hoon Haya&lt;br /&gt;Tere Bina Main Hoon Be Zameen,&lt;br /&gt;Tere Bina Main Be Aasma&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hai Nadiyaan, Main Hoon Sangam&lt;br /&gt;Tu Naya Saal, Main Pehla Mausam&lt;br /&gt;Tere Bina Main Hoon Be Zameen,&lt;br /&gt;Tere Bina Main Be Aasma,&lt;br /&gt;Tere Bina Main Hoon Be Zameen,&lt;br /&gt;Tere Bina…..Meherbaan …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hai Sana, Main Hoon Ana&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hahteli, Main Hoon Heda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaj Elaan Yeh Kar Denge, Hum Ek Hai Ek Rahenge&lt;br /&gt;Jo Aajaye Koi Toofan , Kabhi Raah Se Hum Nah Hathenge&lt;br /&gt;Is Berangi Duniya Ko, Pyar Se Hum Rang Denge&lt;br /&gt;Wafa Ka Diya Jalayenge, Har Ghar Mein Noor Bahenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hai Nazar, Main Nazara&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hai Sagar, Main Kinara&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hai Zabaan, Main Hoon Bayaan&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hai Neha, Main Hoon Haya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-8104026964328464316?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/8104026964328464316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=8104026964328464316' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/8104026964328464316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/8104026964328464316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/07/meherbaan.html' title='Meherbaan..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SGzsfXayWQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JYUL8yEDBnA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4033892640503426637</id><published>2008-06-16T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:48:46.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth of the cause of suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Buddhists maintain that there is no external creator and                      that even though a buddha is the highest being, even a buddha                      does not have the power to create new life. So now, what is                      the cause of suffering?(&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; i think this is debatable but we have no answer to the question of creation..the chicken or the egg who came first.... what i think we all exist .. just in different forms all the time&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                     Generally, the ultimate cause is the mind; the mind that is                      influenced by negative thoughts such as anger, attachment,                      jealousy and so forth is the main cause of birth and all such                      other problems. However, there is no possibility of ending                      the mind, of interrupting the stream of consciousness itself.                      Furthermore, there is nothing intrinsically wrong with the                      deepest level of mind; it is simply influenced by the negative                      thoughts. Thus, the question is whether or not we can fight                      and control anger, attachment and the other disturbing negative                      minds. If we can eradicate these, we shall be left with a                      pure mind that is free from the causes of suffering.                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a name="t3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This brings us to the disturbing negative                      minds, the delusions, which are mental factors&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;(when we have headache.. sometimes we hear the phone ringing even though it hasn't... while driving i feel that their is going to an accident but nothing happens.. just a negative thought)&lt;/span&gt;. There are                      many different ways of presenting the discussion of the mind,                      but, in general, the mind itself is something that is mere                      clarity and awareness. When we speak of disturbing attitudes                      such as anger and attachment, we have to see how they are                      able to affect and pollute the mind; what, in fact, is their                      nature? This, then, is the discussion of the cause of suffering.                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If we ask how attachment and anger arise,                      the answer is that they are undoubtedly assisted by our grasping                      at things to be true and inherently real. When, for instance,                      we are angry with something, we feel that the object is out                      there, solid, true and unimputed, and that we ourselves are                      likewise something solid and findable. Before we get angry,                      the object appears ordinary, but when our mind is influenced                      by anger, the object looks ugly, completely repulsive, nauseating;                      something we want to get rid of immediately—it appears                      really to exist in that way: solid, independent and very unattractive.                      This appearance of “truly ugly” fuels our anger.                      Yet when we see the same object the next day, when our anger                      has subsided, it seems more beautiful than it did the day                      before; it’s the same object but it doesn’t seem                      as bad. This shows how anger and attachment are influenced                      by our grasping at things as being true and unimputed.                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a name="t4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thus, the texts on Middle Way [Madhyamaka] philosophy state                      that the root of all the disturbing negative minds is grasping                      at true existence; that this assists them and brings them                      about; that the closed-minded ignorance that grasps at things                      as being inherently, truly real is the basic source of all                      our suffering. Based on this grasping at true existence we                      develop all kinds of disturbing negative minds and create                      a great deal of negative karma.                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In his &lt;em&gt;Entering the Middle Way&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;em&gt;Madhyamakavatara&lt;/em&gt;],                      the great Indian pandit Chandrakirti says that first there’s                      attachment to the self, which is then followed by grasping                      at things and becoming attached to them as “mine.”                      At first there is a very solid, independent I that is very                      big—bigger than anything else; this is the basis. From                      this gradually comes “this is mine; this is mine; this                      is mine.” Then “we, we, we.” Then, because                      of our taking this side, come “others, our enemies.”                      Towards I and mine, attachment arises. Towards him, her and                      them, we feel distance and anger; then jealousy and all such                      competitive feelings arise. Thus ultimately, the problem is                      this feeling of “I”—not the mere I but the                      I with which we become obsessed. This gives rise to anger                      and irritation, along with harsh words and all the physical                      expressions of aversion and hatred.                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; All these negative actions (of body, speech and mind) accumulate                      bad karma. Killing, cheating                      and all similar negative actions also result from bad motivation.                      The first stage is solely mental, the disturbing negative                      minds; in the second stage these negative minds express themselves                      in actions, karma. Immediately, the atmosphere is disturbed.                      With anger, for example, the atmosphere becomes tense, people                      feel uneasy. If somebody gets furious, gentle people try to                      avoid that person. Later on, the person who got angry also                      feels embarrassed and ashamed for having said all sorts of                      absurd things, whatever came into his or her mind. When you                      get angry, there’s no room for logic or reason; you                      become literally mad. Later, when your mind has returned to                      normal, you feel ashamed. There’s nothing good about                      anger and attachment; nothing good can result from them. They                      may be difficult to control, but everybody can realize that                      there is nothing good about them. This, then, is the second                      noble truth. Now the question arises whether or not these                      kinds of negative mind can be eliminated. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4033892640503426637?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4033892640503426637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4033892640503426637' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4033892640503426637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4033892640503426637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/06/truth-of-cause-of-suffering.html' title='The truth of the cause of suffering'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-120550228935551788</id><published>2008-06-13T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T01:51:12.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deathly hallows</title><content type='html'>We all have dreams.. some intellectual some arrogant some outright foolish..want buy a mercedes .. a bugatti.. wanna go on a drive at 1 am in a porshe... or a bugatti... feeling free...&lt;br /&gt;anyone read the deathly hallows.. harry potter book&lt;br /&gt;the invisiblity cloak .. the elder wand and the resurrection stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hallows&lt;br /&gt;1600 GRE&lt;br /&gt;800  GMAT&lt;br /&gt;100%  CAT ......&lt;br /&gt;what are your hallows......where do they lead us.. what do they make us do.. in our pursuit of them do we lose ourselves.. or happiness... do we lie.. do we become selfish self centred in our pursuit of them.. do we forget who are we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do they really matter.. what are the reasons for doing such things.. to get into a college .. a b school.. a grad school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrogance.. that we are better than others...&lt;br /&gt;depression.. that we are worse than others..&lt;br /&gt;that i can do something... and that i cannot do something.. both are the cause of suffering..&lt;br /&gt;suffering comes from death and decay.. existence is due to attachment..attachment is due to thirst.. thirst due to sensation..conscious due to predispositions ..predisposition to ignorance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buddha eightfoldpart&lt;br /&gt;right viewing, right thinking ,right speaking, right behaving, right vocation, right endeavouring&lt;br /&gt;right mindfulness and right meditating&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffering...&lt;br /&gt;i suffer from a headache..&lt;br /&gt;acutally you don't suffer from a headache u suffer from repeated thoughts.. u have been thinking in circles afraid to solve a problem.. or unable to solve a problem due to your ignorace about something..with repeated thoughts  comes suffering.. think but think smart.. don't over do it...&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-120550228935551788?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/120550228935551788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=120550228935551788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/120550228935551788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/120550228935551788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/06/deathly-hallows.html' title='Deathly hallows'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3224287112407202509</id><published>2008-06-06T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T00:46:41.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Noelia..</title><content type='html'>Nobody really cares if you're miserable, so you might as well be happy. ~Cynthia Nelms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lend someone $20, and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I could fall madly in bed with you.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invent a past for the present.  ~Daniel Stern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the good in goodbye?  ~Meredith Willson, The Music Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In giving advice seek to help, not to please, your friend.  ~Solon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondher why ye can always read a doctor's bill an' ye niver can read his purscription.  ~Finley Peter Dunne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody should believe in something; I believe I'll have another drink.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the daughter does, the mother did.  ~Jewish Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the past, where is the guilt? And without the future, where is the dread? And without guilt and dread, who am I? ~from "Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal", by Christopher Moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To succeed in life, you need three things:  a wishbone, a backbone and a funnybone.  ~Reba McEntire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers are just friends waiting to happen.  ~Rod McKuen, Looking for a Friend  (Thank you, Carolyn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having babies is fun, but babies grow up into people.  ~M*A*S*H, Colonel Potter, "The Price of Tomato Juice"&lt;br /&gt;I considered atheism, but there weren't enough holidays.  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticks and stones are hard on bones&lt;br /&gt;Aimed with angry art,&lt;br /&gt;Words can sting like anything&lt;br /&gt;But silence breaks the heart.&lt;br /&gt;~Suzanne Nichols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tattoo attracts and also repels precisely because it is different. ~Margo DeMello, Bodies of Inscription: A Cultural History of the Modern Tattoo Community, 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are sensible about love are incapable of it.  ~Douglas Yates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live by the Golden Rule.  Those who have the gold make the rules.  ~Buzzie Bavasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tortures are physical&lt;br /&gt;And some are mental,&lt;br /&gt;But the one that is both&lt;br /&gt;Is dental.&lt;br /&gt;~Ogden Nash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much to be said for failure.  It is more interesting than success.  ~Max Beerbohm, Mainly on the Air, 1946&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends stab you in the front. ~Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own. ~Johann von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther, 1774&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People pay for what they do, and still more, for what they have allowed themselves to become. And they pay for it simply: by the lives they lead. ~Edith Wharton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography deals exquisitely with appearances, but nothing is what it appears to be.  ~Duane Michals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is an issue of mind over matter.  If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.  ~Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're happy, I'm happy.  When you're sad, I'm sad.  When you're lonely, call me!  ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things become so completely our own that we forget them. ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice.  ~Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3224287112407202509?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3224287112407202509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3224287112407202509' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3224287112407202509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3224287112407202509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-noelia.html' title='To Noelia..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4835107577401692708</id><published>2008-06-02T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T03:47:32.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubaiyat..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The palace where Jamshid held his cup&lt;br /&gt;The doe and the fox now rest and sup&lt;br /&gt;Bahram who hunted game non-stop&lt;br /&gt;Was hunted by death when his time was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I resolve daily that at dusk I shall repent&lt;br /&gt;For a night with a cup full of wine spent.&lt;br /&gt;In the presence of flowers, my resolve simply went&lt;br /&gt;In such company, I only regret that I ever resolved to repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In life devote yourself to joy and love&lt;br /&gt;Behold the beauty of the peaceful dove&lt;br /&gt;Those who live, in the end must all perish&lt;br /&gt;Live as if you are already in heavens above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O hark, let us not think of the morrow&lt;br /&gt;Cherish this moment, far from sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Life is a temporal gift that we borrow&lt;br /&gt;Whether dead for ages, or leave tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pursuing knowledge in childhood we rise&lt;br /&gt;Until we become masterful and wise&lt;br /&gt;But if we look through the disguise&lt;br /&gt;We see the ties of worldly lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I watched the birds on nature’s stage&lt;br /&gt;Playful, in flight, page after page&lt;br /&gt;Thus opened the doors of my cage&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; learnt each moment to fully engage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/8144551-4835107577401692708?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4835107577401692708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4835107577401692708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4835107577401692708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4835107577401692708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/06/rubaiyat.html' title='Rubaiyat..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6450929885627951453</id><published>2008-06-01T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:34:44.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its feels strange.. the rust seems to have set in..&lt;br /&gt;i am unable to ..study as hard as i would want..&lt;br /&gt;i want to put the 15 hours i need to ..without . getting drilled ..have to work on it&lt;br /&gt;have to drill my self to study..&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;getting disappointed at somethings.. i guess i have to build things .. slowly one step at a time...&lt;br /&gt;u know most frustrating things in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;8:39 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;wazz up dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: did u already appeear for interviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: wat's going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: at M$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;they rejected ur profile saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;u already appeared for inteviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: are interviews tho hui hi nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;8:40 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: written test ?????/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: i was contacted  for a position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;no written test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: then anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: for redmond office paar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;8:41 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;they asked me to fill a questionaire .. paar no contact after that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;then i'll chk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;8:42 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: i just figured that they must have filled the position .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;8:43 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;chal i'll chk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;and let u know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: okay..thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: hopefully it shuld be sorted out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ajeeb log hai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: chalback to ipl finals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="nfakPe"&gt;Hemant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: bye tc :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting rejected without a hearing.. getting rejected sucks..&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i ain't interested in the first place but rejection sucks..&lt;br /&gt;rejection sucks period ..&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6450929885627951453?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6450929885627951453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6450929885627951453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6450929885627951453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6450929885627951453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-feels-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-8162420239707077729</id><published>2008-05-29T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T02:12:41.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pappu can't dance saala</title><content type='html'>Check... the irony.. what is happening in NCR..&lt;br /&gt;what the gujjar community is doing.. why are they fighting for reservation instead of fighting the problems..&lt;br /&gt;will reservation make them happy.. have we ever seen a beggar happy..&lt;br /&gt;what will this create .. a trend in the society.. to create havoc,in the society&lt;br /&gt;can anyone reason with the gujjar community that they are themseleves cutting their own roots..&lt;br /&gt;anything.. that is not based on strength .. on hard work on devotion... on concentration can't really last .. do they want a pyhrric victory ..&lt;br /&gt;why people have died for reservation...soon are they are going to ask for reservation in heaven ...&lt;br /&gt;has anything change in the last 2000 years.. are we culturally any different.. have we become better in anyway.. if we ask for reservations.. fight on such issues block traffic.. for such things&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;this song i am listening to .. kinda sums it up ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;code class="code-block"&gt;Pappu ki gaadi tez hai,&lt;br /&gt;Pappu kudiyo mein craze hai.&lt;br /&gt;Pappu ki aankhe light blue,&lt;br /&gt;Pappu dikhta angrez hai. (angrez hai)&lt;br /&gt;Rado ki ghaari haton mei, perfume Gucci wala.&lt;br /&gt;But Pappu can't dance saala.&lt;br /&gt;Par Pappu can't dance saala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haa Pappu naach nai sakta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like with reservation.. you can have everything.. but nothing.. cause u haven't earned it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-8162420239707077729?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/8162420239707077729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=8162420239707077729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/8162420239707077729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/8162420239707077729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/pappu-cant-dance-saala.html' title='Pappu can&apos;t dance saala'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-265780785233972188</id><published>2008-05-27T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T00:44:33.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We the unwilling ,led by the unknowing are doing the impossible ,for the ungrateful&lt;br /&gt;we have done so much with so little for so long that we are qualified to do anything with nothing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-265780785233972188?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/265780785233972188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=265780785233972188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/265780785233972188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/265780785233972188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-unwilling-led-by-unknowing-are-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-2161494053736040441</id><published>2008-05-23T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T03:40:13.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"i ain't any angel or a demon.. just a human.."</title><content type='html'>The Divine and Demonic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. we all have some good and some bad things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;"i ain't any angel or a demon.. just a human.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;                                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say hate the sin not the sinner..&lt;br /&gt;hate the game not the player..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens with most of us.. me included is that we feel an emptiness inside .. and inorder to fill that emptiness ,we start a journey ..where we go ..what we choose to..&lt;br /&gt;most of us we go for the latest fad around.. the most happening disc to the most happening clothes... the latest iphone..go and watch the latest movie.. even though we feel no happiness from it.. we still do it.. some of us choose a different way.. we cut down from our loved and dear ones and work.. and work.. try to achieve something we think that is worthwhile. ... if we achieve then also we aren't satisfied  actually we are.. happy for the moment.. but the truth is that the emptiness remains....what  if we don't we are even more engrossed into it.. and try for it even more...and are caught in the delusion that something is everything.. that might be getting.. an audi.. getting a promotion..but the truth is that greed lust and ego...inhibit the potential&lt;br /&gt;soon  we get tired or exhausted from the circle.. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is happiness a commodity in the supermarkets ..i guess this will answer all your questions..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-2161494053736040441?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/2161494053736040441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=2161494053736040441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2161494053736040441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2161494053736040441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-aint-any-angel-or-demon-just-human.html' title='&quot;i ain&apos;t any angel or a demon.. just a human..&quot;'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-9200818872437545368</id><published>2008-05-22T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T02:03:08.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Raining</title><content type='html'>its like rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; time to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I know that I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is the wonder of devotion - I seek the torch we all must hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little rain must fall...It's just a little rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining today..&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/8144551-9200818872437545368?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/9200818872437545368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=9200818872437545368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/9200818872437545368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/9200818872437545368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-raining.html' title='Its Raining'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-1422097863451386356</id><published>2008-05-21T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T03:45:30.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone conversation..</title><content type='html'>this is a phone conversation.. a long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..a girl and a guy talking to each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl.. starts to sing... this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  You fill up my senses like a night in the forest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You fill up my senses, come fill me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Come let me love you, let me give my life to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Come let me love you, come love me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. the girl.. says i love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the guy says thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-1422097863451386356?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/1422097863451386356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=1422097863451386356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/1422097863451386356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/1422097863451386356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/phone-conversation.html' title='Phone conversation..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3881465652110319859</id><published>2008-05-16T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:34:51.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxford.. standford..UIUC..</title><content type='html'>.. why to all these places.. when your own father can teach you ..&lt;br /&gt;when.. you haven''t even learnt what is taught at home..why to go to all these places..&lt;br /&gt;learn from your parents .. you siblings.. learn from everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of learning urdu..&lt;br /&gt;politics..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3881465652110319859?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3881465652110319859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3881465652110319859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3881465652110319859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3881465652110319859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/oxford-standforduiuc.html' title='Oxford.. standford..UIUC..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4504870337327015316</id><published>2008-05-15T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:24:47.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There are a variety of reasons posited or given for suicide:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mental_disorder" title="Mental disorder"&gt;Mental disorders(has to be.. why do something that is anyway going to happen)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suffering" title="Suffering"&gt;Suffering (look the other way dude.. or just try to be a maschohist..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unrequited_love" title="Unrequited love"&gt;Unrequited love  (yeh reason kabhi samaj nahi aaya.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stress_%28medicine%29" title="Stress (medicine)"&gt;Stress (stress ... and strain.. are khud hi hone do na.. tum kyu active participant ban rahe ho..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grief" title="Grief"&gt;Grief  (oh.. addiction walle bande..)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosophy" title="Philosophy"&gt;philosophically&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ideology" title="Ideology"&gt;ideologically&lt;/a&gt; motivated move (are yeh phir bhi thik hai.. but why do you care...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To escape &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Punishment" title="Punishment"&gt;punishment&lt;/a&gt; or an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abuse" title="Abuse"&gt;abusive&lt;/a&gt; environment ( yeh idea aacha hai.. paar cowards ke liye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guilt" title="Guilt"&gt;Guilt&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shame" title="Shame"&gt;shame (kitna concious banda hai..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catastrophic injury (bhai thik ho jaooge..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Financial loss ( paise tho phir aajayege..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sacrifice#Self_sacrifice" title="Sacrifice"&gt;Self sacrifice (chalo yeh thik hai..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As part of a military or social strategy (e.g. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide_attack" title="Suicide attack"&gt;suicide attacks&lt;/a&gt;) yeh tho kuch logo ki hobby hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Belief that life has no inherent value (e.g. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Absurdism" title="Absurdism"&gt;absurdism&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pessimism" title="Pessimism"&gt;pessimism&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nihilism" title="Nihilism"&gt;nihilism&lt;/a&gt;) saale itna kyu sooch raha hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As part of a religious &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cult" title="Cult"&gt;cult suicide cults.. ajeeb funda hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Loneliness" title="Loneliness"&gt;Loneliness tho find some frds get a dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To restore honor (e.g. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seppuku" title="Seppuku"&gt;seppuku&lt;/a&gt;) saale tho kuch aaccha kaam kar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Curiosity" title="Curiosity"&gt;Curiosity&lt;/a&gt; for post-life occurrences. veele lukkha.. aadmi thoda time wait kar le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4504870337327015316?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4504870337327015316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4504870337327015316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4504870337327015316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4504870337327015316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/suicide.html' title='Suicide...'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6984157021359038656</id><published>2008-05-13T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:49:39.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guidelines..</title><content type='html'>When i chose a word its means what i intend it mean no more no less..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6984157021359038656?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3569395744084854349</id><published>2008-05-11T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:10:29.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To win someone's heart you have to understand the little pains, little problems they face.. only then u can win their heart.. be a part of their life the pains the joys.. all those little things and if any the big ones too..&lt;br /&gt;to understand someone else u need to understand what you feel about that person..&lt;br /&gt;only then u can understand someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is applicable to all relations..... and this is my experience talking..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3569395744084854349?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3569395744084854349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3569395744084854349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3569395744084854349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3569395744084854349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-win-someones-heart-you-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-5134066814055834434</id><published>2008-05-10T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:45:56.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sublime and the ridiculous..</title><content type='html'>The sublime and the ridiculous are often related so nearly that its difficult to class them seperately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aa aa aa aaa...&lt;br /&gt;Aa aa aa..&lt;br /&gt;SA ....&lt;br /&gt;pa ne sa re ga sa re paa ma ga sa re ga ga sa&lt;br /&gt;sa re ma pa ne sa&lt;br /&gt;sa re ma pa ne sa pada ma pa ga sa re ga sa re pa ma ga sa re ga ga sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho ho ho ho neer bharan kaise jaaon&lt;br /&gt;hmm hmm neer bharan kaise jaaon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakhi ri Mori dagar chalat mosey karat har Sakhi Neer Bharan Kaise Jaaon&lt;br /&gt;Chan chal chapala nat hat khat manoti nahin kaoo ki baat&lt;br /&gt;Binti Karat Main to Gai Har Sakhi Neer Bharan Kaise Jaaon&lt;br /&gt;Neer Bharan Kaise Jaaon&lt;br /&gt;kaise jaaon.........&lt;br /&gt;kaise jaaon.....&lt;br /&gt;kaise jaaoon....&lt;br /&gt;jaaaon......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neer Bharan Kaise Jaaon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta na de re na aaa&lt;br /&gt;ta na de re na aaa de re naaaaa&lt;br /&gt;dheem tana tana tana tana dheem tana tana tana tana&lt;br /&gt;tananana dere na dere na dere na dere na dere na .........&lt;br /&gt;tananana dere na dere na dere na dere na dere na .........&lt;br /&gt;tananana de na na dere na aaaaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binti Karat Main to Gai Har Sakhi Neer Bharan Kaise Jaaon&lt;br /&gt;Neer Bharan Kaise Jaaon&lt;br /&gt;Sakhi ri Mori dagar chalat mosey karat har Sakhi Neer Bharan Kaise Jaaon&lt;br /&gt;Neer Bharan Kaise Jaaon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;Tilak raag.. kamod..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-5134066814055834434?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/5134066814055834434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=5134066814055834434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/5134066814055834434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/5134066814055834434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/sublime-and-ridiculous.html' title='The sublime and the ridiculous..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-7897573841530070461</id><published>2008-05-07T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:58:07.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandeya....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;......................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bulley no samjhawan aayan behna te bharjaiaan,&lt;br /&gt;Munlay bullehya sada kehna chad de pala rayaan&lt;br /&gt;Aaale nabi Aulade Ali noo too kyoun leeka laayaan&lt;br /&gt;Jehra sano Syed saday doozakh milan sazayaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raaeen Saaeen subhni Thaeee Rab diyan be parwa yan&lt;br /&gt;Sohiyaan pare hataian te kojiah lay Gul layaan&lt;br /&gt;Jay tu Loray Baagh baharan Chakar ho ja raai yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bulley shah di zaat ke puchni  Shaakar ho Raziaaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bandeyaaa hoooo ,Bandeya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;......................................................................&lt;/p&gt;This song written by bulleh shah.. response to his relatives asking him to leave his guru..as his caste(rayaan- a person who is a farmer.. ) is lower than bulleh shah's(sayyaid.. descendent of the prophet..) ...&lt;br /&gt;chaad de pala rayaan( his guru....)..&lt;br /&gt;to this bulleh response.. is that .. what his guru's caste is .. that is his.. and whoever thinks his caste is different from his guru's that person will burn in hell.. (&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Jehra sano Syed saday doozakh milan sazayaan&lt;/span&gt;).......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bulley shah di zaat ke puchni  Shaakar ho Raziaaan............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In short don't ask the caste the religion.. of a person..whom you love..&lt;br /&gt;in today's world where we divide even in caste.. punjabi.. baniya.. marwari.. brahmin.. gujrati.. tamil..&lt;br /&gt;rich poor.. and think one is good and other is not.. one is saint.. and the other the devil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;consider &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;rejection on the basis of color.. forget about caste creed etc.. there is this tendency for fair girls in india..&lt;br /&gt;something of a colonial hangover..&lt;br /&gt;or the basis of survival of the fittest..&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-7897573841530070461?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/7897573841530070461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=7897573841530070461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7897573841530070461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7897573841530070461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/bamdeya.html' title='Bandeya....'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3736741986579631756</id><published>2008-05-06T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:37:37.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to be, or not to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"To be, or not to be, that is the question;&lt;br /&gt;Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer&lt;br /&gt;The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,&lt;br /&gt;And by opposing, end them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be..&lt;br /&gt;cause it better to be than be not.. cause death comes to all .. but to cowards a many times more.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; And thus the native hue of resolution&lt;br /&gt;Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,&lt;br /&gt;And enterprises of great pitch and moment&lt;br /&gt;With this regard their currents turn away,&lt;br /&gt;And lose the name of action&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3736741986579631756?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3736741986579631756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3736741986579631756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3736741986579631756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3736741986579631756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='to be, or not to be'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-2199497326494860091</id><published>2008-05-05T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T01:23:25.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments..</title><content type='html'>1. fulfil my childhood dream to be an IAS&lt;br /&gt;failure rate.. very high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Study for four months crack cat( go into IIMA ) and pay homage to my frd&lt;br /&gt;save the homage for his death you fuck.... and better ways to do that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. take another job say microsoft /google / ... and keep working&lt;br /&gt;and make other people rich..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Take GRE apply for MS/PHD and become the great researcher my teachers  thought i would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ek aur indian nasa main..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-2199497326494860091?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/2199497326494860091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=2199497326494860091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2199497326494860091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2199497326494860091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/comments.html' title='Comments..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-7277895481849546276</id><published>2008-05-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:21:49.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeeeeeeeee SHirt</title><content type='html'>.......&lt;br /&gt;Good news .. jayant got in iimc ..&lt;br /&gt;bad news.. saala ja raha hai.. pata nahi kab milege..&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;The mosquito walk .. happened a fews weeks when we were left high and dry.. by doodhwalla who went to see his love  ... :) ..&lt;br /&gt;Here porthos.. is sad that doodhwalla is going .. and he is now going to be alone.. moreover.. he is being forced into the same cat thing by the peers..&lt;br /&gt;Aramis.. is quiet .. and doesn't seem to be bothered but actually from the inside he is ..&lt;br /&gt;Athos is giving his theory.. which are too difficult to be applied in real life.. utter crap. ..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;All people after a cat.. who let the dogs out...&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;quotes..&lt;br /&gt;if you want to learn about management spend six months in the management section at oxford bookstore.. you will learn more that at harvard or a iim...&lt;br /&gt;if you want to earn money. start a business.. ..&lt;br /&gt;if you want to learn about life.. go to an iim....&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;about the yahoo.. microsoft.. merger..&lt;br /&gt;. It's like taking the two guys who finished second and third in a 100-yard dash and tying their legs together and asking for a rematch, believing that now they'll run faster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-7277895481849546276?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/7277895481849546276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=7277895481849546276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7277895481849546276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7277895481849546276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/teeeeeeeeee-shirt.html' title='Teeeeeeeeee SHirt'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4301460603791810602</id><published>2008-05-02T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T03:34:02.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going for Broke...part2</title><content type='html'>1.fulfil my childhood dream to be an IAS&lt;br /&gt;why do i want to be ias.. &lt;br /&gt;think of it.. it is a corrupt place to be.. but the only place you can do something for this country.. serve this country.. which has given us so much .you mightsay join politics..but somehow i don't see myself clad in khadi.. and robbing the poor of the country.. why ias cause it will make me a better person where i would be able to help people.. change stuff i think which is not right.. make changes.. assuage the pains of the common .. yes the thought arises that i might not be able to do this .. might just fail in my attempts to be one.. might clear and then become one of the most corrupt ias officers.. but mayy be become one of the most honest ias officers.. ever to be have existed.. yes.. i do have the qualities.. to become the best and the worst.. or may be just yet another ias officer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Study for four months crack cat( go into IIMA ) and pay homage to my frd&lt;br /&gt;well this is the easiest option.. i have loads of the management skills....cracking cat for a person with my aptitude shouldn't be hard.. this opinion comes from various sources friends .. collegues.. etc.. and yah there is old thing .. one of frds joby john once did i college proud by getting 100% in CAT .. i want to repeat that....my sister wants me to do my mba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. take another job say microsoft /google / ... and keep working&lt;br /&gt;well this has taken a back seat.. suddenly.. working for peanuts no longer seems a good option.. when my fellow frds are earning so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Take GRE apply for MS/PHD and become the great researcher my teachers thought i would be.&lt;br /&gt;the noble.. thing to do..&lt;br /&gt;well this was something all my teachers thought i would be heading to.. after college.. but somehow the enthusiam faded away.. alok went to carnegie, thathoo to standford.. but i didn't... don't know where i lost my interest.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should do a job you love.. do research in things u like.. study things that enlighten u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4301460603791810602?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4301460603791810602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4301460603791810602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4301460603791810602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4301460603791810602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/05/going-for-brokepart2.html' title='Going for Broke...part2'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6934749277735347837</id><published>2008-04-27T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:20:19.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going for Broke...</title><content type='html'>Life is a box of chocolates..&lt;br /&gt;you pick one but you want them all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea behind choosing one is that we leave the others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choices that i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. fulfil my childhood dream to be an IAS&lt;br /&gt;2. Study for four months crack cat( go into IIMA ) and pay homage to my frd&lt;br /&gt;3. take another job say microsoft /google / ... and keep working&lt;br /&gt;4.Take GRE apply for MS/PHD and become the great researcher my teachers  thought i would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one to choose.. what do i want.. where is the enthusiam ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6934749277735347837?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6934749277735347837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6934749277735347837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6934749277735347837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6934749277735347837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/04/going-for-broke.html' title='Going for Broke...'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-8181442271296858229</id><published>2008-04-23T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:30:06.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take your time</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;in anger you might say things.. when u get hurt u might say things u might not do..&lt;br /&gt;in ego you might say and do things u might not either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things will be.. the way they will be...yet other things will change and would astound you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I don't want to die now! I've still got a headache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I don't want to go to heaven with a headache, I'd be all cross and wouldn't enjoy it!"&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/8144551-8181442271296858229?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/8181442271296858229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=8181442271296858229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/8181442271296858229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/8181442271296858229'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This i read .. in a blog.. while surfing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-2325716676370270580?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/2325716676370270580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=2325716676370270580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2325716676370270580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2325716676370270580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/04/surfing.html' title='Surfing,..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-2356312092733388452</id><published>2008-04-14T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:26:31.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga</title><content type='html'>What controls a restless mind is yoga ..when yoga controls the mind ..all powers can be attained..&lt;br /&gt;because the mind is the cause of all that is good or bad..&lt;br /&gt;so once the mind is controlled .. a person can be trully free&lt;br /&gt;what is good what is bad..what is virtue what is sin..&lt;br /&gt;to relieve the pain of anyone..that is virtous action..to cause pain .. to injure someone that is a sin..&lt;br /&gt;love is virtue and hatred is sin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-2356312092733388452?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/2356312092733388452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=2356312092733388452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2356312092733388452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2356312092733388452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/04/yoga.html' title='Yoga'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-5107132505615852266</id><published>2008-04-12T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T04:48:53.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk the Talk</title><content type='html'>well i was reading .. this book on vipassana.. one of my frds aadi  gave me the book..&lt;br /&gt;you can learn all the thoery but if you don't know practice.. you will never understand never grow..&lt;br /&gt;So let all shed our inhibitions and walk the talk.. walk the line.. which we draw..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-5107132505615852266?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/5107132505615852266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=5107132505615852266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/5107132505615852266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/5107132505615852266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/04/walk-talk.html' title='Walk the Talk'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4036183367118463172</id><published>2008-01-17T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:10:20.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge</title><content type='html'>the knowledge is superior to everything in purification ,knowledge differentiates between good and bad ,what to see what to not ,what to hear and what not to ..to get affected from what to act for ..&lt;br /&gt;the one who does not have  knowledge nor faith ,who doubts that person is lost ...&lt;br /&gt;he is neither happy on earth nor in heaven ...(if u ask a person whether he wants to go to heaven ,he will say yes but if u ask whether if he wants to die he will say no... such is the state..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4036183367118463172?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4036183367118463172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4036183367118463172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4036183367118463172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4036183367118463172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/01/knowledge.html' title='Knowledge'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6981384618329630014</id><published>2008-01-17T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T05:51:30.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Hold Ur Hand</title><content type='html'>"agar ise bolegi tho koi pakar lega"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange things happen when u visit religious places ,you marvel at the devotion of some ,the confused look on others ,the ritual for the masses, who visit the gurudwara ,the mosque ,the temple..the church ,but its just a journey for some who find peace in different ways ,the journey to find yourself is so long and is not related to the daily chores&lt;br /&gt;we all have a pretense against change , hundred excuses against one commitment.I have to learn to talk only when i am spoken to ...what else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i am not an angel nor a devil "&lt;br /&gt; just human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing pools and breaking stone fishes ...that summed up the day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6981384618329630014?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6981384618329630014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-7526597649041010288</id><published>2008-01-08T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:00:14.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A DoLL NaMed STEFFI GRAF</title><content type='html'>yesterday was filled with contrasting emotions ..&lt;br /&gt;Cat results were out..so a lot of people were excited..&lt;br /&gt;still yet to check my cat score.. a lot of people asking..&lt;br /&gt;karm karo fal ki ischa na karo is only for the books.. and its ancient or weird if somebody follows it..&lt;br /&gt;guess i am ancient..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;went for bowling .. bought some stuff from arrow..&lt;br /&gt;..came back to office.. worked a while ..&lt;br /&gt;went home..talked to old frds and new..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-7526597649041010288?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/7526597649041010288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=7526597649041010288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7526597649041010288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7526597649041010288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/01/doll-named-steffi-graf.html' title='A DoLL NaMed STEFFI GRAF'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-404475464052433940</id><published>2008-01-06T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T02:52:21.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>loVe</title><content type='html'>their something i understood about love from my experiences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its&lt;br /&gt;love does not fear..&lt;br /&gt;love will not ask for a remittance..&lt;br /&gt;and love is for the ideal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i say these things are due to ,if u fear .. u will be anger .. anger to pain and pain to suffering.. how can person in love suffer.. if u fear something.. then u will hate.. and if u hate the love u have for something will be tested severely and will be found wanting..so as long as u have fear u have hate u cannot love..&lt;br /&gt;love is divine due to this..&lt;br /&gt;love is not a trade.. it will not ask to loved in return ..it will not be turned into something else just cause of being spurned..&lt;br /&gt;it is like tapasya ..which is for the its own sake..&lt;br /&gt;love is for the ideal .. which we think is ideal.. hence we all love god..&lt;br /&gt;and those people who remind us of the lord..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-404475464052433940?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/404475464052433940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=404475464052433940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/404475464052433940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/404475464052433940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/01/love.html' title='loVe'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-7368565972896303430</id><published>2008-01-04T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T02:08:01.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Critique of Pure Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What can I know?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"What should I do?".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"What may I hope for?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i know..&lt;br /&gt;how can i know something ,  ..&lt;br /&gt;how do i differentiate between knowledge based on reason and experience,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-7368565972896303430?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/7368565972896303430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=7368565972896303430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7368565972896303430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7368565972896303430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2008/01/critique-of-pure-reason.html' title='Critique of Pure Reason'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3948700705799059615</id><published>2007-12-30T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T03:36:54.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little things</title><content type='html'>....&lt;br /&gt;we are all confused .. and lack clarity ,what we want from our peers ,our friends ,our relatives ,ourselves .. and feel so lost that the only clear way is working and forgetting ourselves in work ,but we do know this when the work has ended do we again feel lost ..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Remember the moment ..&lt;br /&gt;recollect the moment and analyze and we might find ourselves in different light&lt;br /&gt;recollect the day and remember every part of memory you might find  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paint ..sing create.. why..&lt;br /&gt;do ,don't do..why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3948700705799059615?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3948700705799059615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3948700705799059615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3948700705799059615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3948700705799059615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-things.html' title='Little things'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4431928374358266213</id><published>2007-12-25T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T09:40:04.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taare Zameen Paar</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;consider some colors .. think which of color u like ..paint that color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of some place u want to be this new year..&lt;br /&gt;want to paint with my hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the movie.....&lt;br /&gt;consider in search of a perfect theory we have forgotten than every case is unique..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes what we see and what it is are different ,and sometimes what it is and what we perceive it to be are different&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;little change in some places and life can be really much much better&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4431928374358266213?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4431928374358266213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4431928374358266213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4431928374358266213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4431928374358266213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/12/taare-zameen-paar.html' title='Taare Zameen Paar'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-5732960681466904915</id><published>2007-11-10T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T07:07:02.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amusing things ..in life..&lt;br /&gt;death is certain whether u are brave or a coward.. whether we are rich or poor..&lt;br /&gt;in the same way we are free to feel whatever we wish.. good or bad . happy or sad ..&lt;br /&gt;what do you feel ..what do i feel everyday.. hungry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-5732960681466904915?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/5732960681466904915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=5732960681466904915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/5732960681466904915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/5732960681466904915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/11/amusing-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-100972440219909077</id><published>2007-11-09T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T07:39:56.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the bright eyes</title><content type='html'>To the bright eyes filled with happiness ..&lt;br /&gt;to friendship .. to working hard .. to the ability to believe ..&lt;br /&gt;to think of someone and meeting her the next day.."gotta read"..to a  fixed ipod.."&lt;br /&gt;to remember saying ..those words again ..&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;to ..fire in the belly..&lt;br /&gt;to fight and believe..&lt;br /&gt;to being calm and just doing your best..&lt;br /&gt;conflicts ...to being nostalgic during november..&lt;br /&gt;to little ones .. who look with love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-100972440219909077?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/100972440219909077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=100972440219909077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3571158406248092001</id><published>2007-10-16T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:04:47.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Icecream</title><content type='html'>i would like to use this post to thank subhashish chakraborty for the ice cream treat held at connaught place .. okay okay . shomu the miser would never treat us .. shomu thinking that we had our stomachs full dared me and jayant to eat one brick of 1000ml icecream each ..little did he know ..anyways shomu thanks for the treat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3571158406248092001?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-2448633050408252287</id><published>2007-10-16T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:54:24.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>161</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;161 is a mythical number ..well not really but it has been given a mythical status atleast by my near and dear ones .Last weekend Me harsha and lokendra went bowling ..well jayant joined us mid way through the night ... we bowled .. for how long..well they closed down the place.. that's howlong ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-2448633050408252287?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/2448633050408252287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=2448633050408252287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2448633050408252287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/2448633050408252287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/10/161.html' title='161'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6756438510980581348</id><published>2007-09-22T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T09:29:27.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do i understand my options and measure them..&lt;br /&gt;doing routine job is better than doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;the wise and the unwise .. the difference is apparaent only then&lt;br /&gt;do work as a penance .. action is a ritual ..&lt;br /&gt;desire expectation is the like the stone which doesn't let a person swim ..&lt;br /&gt;this expectation leads to make the action worthless&lt;br /&gt;selfish desire leads to make action souless,don't u feel sometimes the action is enough .. even without the fruit of action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unwise also perform action .. but the unwise perform action for their own selfish desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does a person perform sin..&lt;br /&gt;what makes a person unethical&lt;br /&gt;desire list greed angry&lt;br /&gt;knowledge is covered by desire lust greed&lt;br /&gt;then a person becomes sinful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6756438510980581348?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6756438510980581348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6756438510980581348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6756438510980581348'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consider ..&lt;br /&gt;people u can nurture then for years you can feed them for years ,take care of them yet they can turn on you..&lt;br /&gt;why because it is the present which is important .. only the dead live in the past.&lt;br /&gt;consider the paradox we think we would live forever knowing we can die any moment..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;consider the clothese we buy the car we drive .. the code we write ...everything owns us as we own it..&lt;br /&gt;ever relationship is two way for it would last.. only then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u cannot differenciate between good and bad then u cannot be happy ever&lt;br /&gt;desires take away your intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u all the time desire something or the other .. then  you keep finding ways to satifying your desire..&lt;br /&gt;like if i want to be rich should i take it from everyone else make everyone else bankrupt ..&lt;br /&gt;if i want wood should  cut all the forests in the world..&lt;br /&gt;what is answer..&lt;br /&gt;how to satisfy ..&lt;br /&gt;think beyond your hunger and find the reason for your hunger ..&lt;br /&gt;these days a man flows without realising where he is flowing and thinks its nature to flow ..&lt;br /&gt;                                     change is permanent..&lt;br /&gt;but without knowing the change , without understanding the need to change should change  happen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4695738853061871615?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4695738853061871615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4695738853061871615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4695738853061871615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4695738853061871615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/08/things-you-own-end-up-owning-you.html' title='Things you own end up owning you ...'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4501998233602533513</id><published>2007-08-09T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T00:46:11.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes..</title><content type='html'>This saturday somebody died in the mud hut&lt;br /&gt;grief has no sound or does it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4501998233602533513?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4501998233602533513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4501998233602533513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4501998233602533513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4501998233602533513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/08/changes.html' title='Changes..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6796853922547296011</id><published>2007-07-15T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:22:57.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was looking at a mud hut.. in these rainy days ..i wondered the hardships the people living in slums are going through in these rainy days ..i marvel at the spirit of those people who atleast i admire ..&lt;br /&gt;why do i admire them&lt;br /&gt;i admire the strength they have ..the will to survive. ..&lt;br /&gt;While solving questions&lt;br /&gt;i realised .. the bar can be raised.. just when i think its enough i realise their is a lot of more to things i than we perceive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6796853922547296011?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6796853922547296011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6796853922547296011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6796853922547296011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6796853922547296011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-was-looking-at-mud-hut.html' title=''/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3077917300076149168</id><published>2007-07-10T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T01:36:26.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature law of conformity..</title><content type='html'>some thoughts ..&lt;br /&gt;I .. the basis of i is thinking that an i exists ..&lt;br /&gt;does an activity such an thinking exists or we gather information and call it thinking..&lt;br /&gt; do i need eyes that's why eyes were their or were they their before .. and eyesight came later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3077917300076149168?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3077917300076149168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3077917300076149168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3077917300076149168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/3077917300076149168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/07/nature-law-of-conformity.html' title='Nature law of conformity..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-8199016705240075011</id><published>2007-06-26T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T03:20:28.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Nothing</title><content type='html'>truth..&lt;br /&gt;this word .. if u remove the T ... ruth.. is ruthless..&lt;br /&gt;consider.. the thought the ones who care about u the most u care about them less..&lt;br /&gt;the ones who give importance to u,you give less importance to them..&lt;br /&gt;some kind of ego thing ..&lt;br /&gt;its like u are stuckin the middle of a vicious circle and u give to those who give nothing to u.. but take from those to whom u give nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well does life get any better More yesterday than today How I thought the sun would shine tomorrow But it rained . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i am doing these things .. coming to office working.. thinking.. talking writing.. all the stuff.. consider..feel the same things all over again..&lt;br /&gt;good bad.. fear anger..or have i just defined my feelings in such way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-8199016705240075011?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-1386148233599290049</id><published>2007-06-19T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:14:36.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 12th Man ...</title><content type='html'>what color is her eyes..&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;in life we are free men.. we are free to choose .. to live in the same streets as the rich and powerful ..we are free to forgive or to forget.. free to hate.. but in life the choice we make between hating or forgiving can be the story of our lives.. (courtesy shantaram..)&lt;br /&gt;consider when a beggar comes to asking for alms , doesn't he or she has a choice whether or not to hate u..  .. if u don't give alms to him ,he might hate u .. if you do he might still hate u..&lt;br /&gt;he might hate u for the simple reason you have something he doesn't .&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;in the same tone.. consider your relationship with your boss. do u hate him if doesn't give u the raise in salary you expected ..or gives you less than you expected.. does that makes you hate him or her...do u forgive him .. understand empathize with him.. respect his decision.. or not is upto you...so understand the choice is yours ..&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;many times i have given alms to a person who asks me.. but i am yet to see a man happy after getting the alms.. relief.. yes happiness no.. i don't understand... maybe  i understand asking for something in itself.. makes a person sad.. so what happiness is their in this self humiliating experience of begging..&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;what difference is their between begging and praying.. for something.. i wonder..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-1386148233599290049?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/1386148233599290049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=1386148233599290049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/1386148233599290049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/1386148233599290049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/06/12th-man.html' title='The 12th Man ...'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4011842429818666954</id><published>2007-06-13T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:55:44.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus Determines Reality..</title><content type='html'>consider sitting in a office .. without the inclination or motivation to do anything but still working 10 hours a day..talk about doing your karma..&lt;br /&gt;........................................&lt;br /&gt;oh.. my star is fading and i don't know what do ..&lt;br /&gt;talking to you i might say..&lt;br /&gt;come here oh my star is fading.. i stuck in here in this hole..&lt;br /&gt;come here my star is fading i have been talking to strangers&lt;br /&gt;to voices i haven't heard before..&lt;br /&gt;walking in alleys ... in streets of no concern.. i bounded myself to you ..&lt;br /&gt;........................................&lt;br /&gt;looking at love ...looking at an anxious lover's eyes waiting .. .. ..saw love after a long time..&lt;br /&gt;those two were in love.. i could see..after a long time.. may be the first couple i saw in delhi .. i could say loved each other..&lt;br /&gt;.................................&lt;br /&gt;Place Ruby Tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two people chatting discussing the limitations they are bounded in..&lt;br /&gt;consider..&lt;br /&gt;she says "never go out with a girl just out of relationship.. sleep with her. .."&lt;br /&gt;talk about morality..double standards..&lt;br /&gt;her explaination is that .."when she is just out of relationship .. she is just too bitter from inside and she doesn't even know .."&lt;br /&gt;incomparison to guys who are more in touch with what they feel ..&lt;br /&gt;they are more honest about their ex..&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;Now i turn my attention to a couple and girl sitting .. the couple is hands in hands type of situation .. just imagine it ..the third person a girl is on the phone. .. for most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;what do i think when i look at the three people sitting together the third is just on the phone..&lt;br /&gt;as if she doesn't want to be their..&lt;br /&gt;say what u may it won't change a thing..&lt;br /&gt;........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4011842429818666954?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4011842429818666954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4011842429818666954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4011842429818666954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4011842429818666954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/06/focus-determines-relaity.html' title='Focus Determines Reality..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6510833268637238392</id><published>2007-06-11T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:55:03.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AOc tales ..</title><content type='html'>so we kept playing one on one's ..&lt;br /&gt;wolfpack vs villager vs alexander ..kept on going ..in this time CS also became a rage and a lot of players switched to it..but still AOC has its charm ...one of ones started a new concept of walling to protect the trebs from cavalry ..nice idea .. tower rush.. dark attack.. feudal rush. jayant and CD pony all started watch matches of various world championships and learnt..a lot from their.. .&lt;br /&gt;a lot of management skills like which villager to send to lumber how many villagers on food .. how many on gold.. wether to mine stone in feudal or not. .. we also practice knight rushes a lot.. and this strategy still is common if their is less feaudal fighting.. Orion Zap started to show the archer rush. which was devasting if u are not prepared for it .Champions rushes by vikings ..was also patented by them.. well loads of stuff happened .. don't remember all ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6510833268637238392?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6510833268637238392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6510833268637238392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6510833268637238392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6510833268637238392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/06/aoc-tales.html' title='AOc tales ..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-838684250549146835</id><published>2007-06-10T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T04:32:40.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aoc  Tales.. continued</title><content type='html'>..&lt;br /&gt;we went to second year and switched from nsc to iiit jhalwa.. started playing with tandon hades.. (though jayant took and lived up to the hades legacy) joshi .. manas(inspite of being a gr8 player very humble..).. we played learnt new techniques.. and here in the second year of college.. i played with rajdeep or CD.. man this guy .. though we totally opposite in our style of living somehow .. i liked his ability to learn and improve..liked we did new things hitting sub 15 castle.. a 21 min imp .. learning... new concepts..like height factor .. fishing boom.. our juniors improved as well..we lost to them ..but it turned out to be learning experience and we improved more..&lt;br /&gt;rajdeep or CD as we called him improved by leaps and bounds ...and became the best AOC player ..&lt;br /&gt;We both played a lot of games i guess used to play 10  1 on 1 in a day.. loki also joined us though he was just beginning to play..&lt;br /&gt;loads of one of one games were being played these days ...second year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-838684250549146835?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/838684250549146835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=838684250549146835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/838684250549146835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/838684250549146835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/06/aoc-tales-continued.html' title='Aoc  Tales.. continued'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3514568505450351921</id><published>2007-06-06T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T19:20:37.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AOC</title><content type='html'>let me go back in time...when we entered college..&lt;br /&gt;in our first year ..we form a gang.. a gang of agers .. who played AOC (age of empires like a religion..)the games weren't games .. they were epic battles.. wolfpack caeser phoenix attacker Alexander dumbledore..lord voldemort.. knightmare..&lt;br /&gt;Epic battles let me explain.. we come to college on a saturday a group of 8 ...start playing the games were so long that we had to take breaks ..lunch break .. toilet break pause the game for few seconds and then back ... and this continued till late in the evening till around 9 pm.In some ways when i look back it was a endurance test mor than anything ..we proved to oursleves and to everbody else.. that we can play..especially our senoirs who in the beginning humiliated us with 2 on 6 matches ...but after sometime couldn't even play 4 on 4 against us...i guess we played long and hard..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3514568505450351921?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3514568505450351921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3514568505450351921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>what difference the words i love you means ..&lt;br /&gt;does they make someone already loved know..what..a person feels for them.. not really ..how can we describe love ...what can i say  to tell you i adore you .. that i get pleasure from yor happiness .. that i like you like no other ..tha when i with you i am myself .. that all wounds all my sorrow disappears when i am with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-7149414353717219948?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/7149414353717219948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=7149414353717219948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7149414353717219948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/7149414353717219948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-difference-words-i-love-you-means.html' title=''/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-9085750221048903995</id><published>2007-05-20T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:25:28.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notebooks</title><content type='html'>Leonardo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enjoy - to love a thing for its own sake and for no other reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron rusts from disuse ,stagnant water loses it purity and in cold weather becomes frozen even so does inaction sap the vigour of the mind&lt;br /&gt;Vows begin when hope dies...&lt;br /&gt;It is by testing that we discern fine gold&lt;br /&gt;As is the mould so will the cast be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles cannot bend me&lt;br /&gt;every obstacle yields to effort&lt;br /&gt;Not to leave the furrow&lt;br /&gt;He who fixes his course by a star changes not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-9085750221048903995?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/9085750221048903995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=9085750221048903995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/9085750221048903995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/9085750221048903995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/05/notebooks.html' title='Notebooks'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-1223052376032287970</id><published>2007-05-13T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:15:15.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>counting.. till twenty..</title><content type='html'>somebody told me.. i told u so......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when u look for something.. everything goes against..&lt;br /&gt;we counted till six........i counted till one...&lt;br /&gt;said i am going to buy this place.. and burn it down..&lt;br /&gt;and do back the things it did to u in return..&lt;br /&gt;said i going to buy this place.. and start a fire.. stand here till i fill all your heart desires..&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;when i talk to you i am myself....&lt;div 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Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-8797237863738883935</id><published>2007-05-12T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:26:08.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Wore BLUE...</title><content type='html'>standing under stairs  with some oher guy ..&lt;br /&gt;she looked at me and said hi..&lt;br /&gt;i am looking for cartridge..&lt;br /&gt;going inside strange alleys .. and visiting eerie places..&lt;br /&gt;talking to strangers about stranger things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...walking back ..meeting...someone i know.. ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-8797237863738883935?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/8797237863738883935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=8797237863738883935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/8797237863738883935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/8797237863738883935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/05/she-wore-blue.html' title='She Wore BLUE...'/><author><name>Achilles's 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Turn into something beautiful D'you know you know I love you so You know I love you so I swam across I jumped across for you Oh all the things you do Cause you were all yellow I drew a line I drew a line for you Oh what a thing to do And it was all yellow Your skin Oh yeah your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful D'you know for you i bleed myself dry For you i bleed myself dry Its true look how they shine for you look how they shine for you look how they shine for you look how they shine for you look how they shine for you look how they shine look at the stars look how they shine for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-325166046717147826?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/325166046717147826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6465465420804727785</id><published>2007-04-28T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:03:30.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What For</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/RjMmLQj-uWI/AAAAAAAAAAg/GcXEXOorxYo/s1600-h/ga040210.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058428781333494114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/RjMmLQj-uWI/AAAAAAAAAAg/GcXEXOorxYo/s320/ga040210.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister calls me lazy.. i think being lazy is the biggest virtue a Person can have.i think being lazy drives person to work harder today so that laz around in the end.. in other wrds ave our peace later on .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6465465420804727785?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6465465420804727785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6465465420804727785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6465465420804727785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6465465420804727785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-for.html' title='What For'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/RjMmLQj-uWI/AAAAAAAAAAg/GcXEXOorxYo/s72-c/ga040210.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-4091787265269234828</id><published>2007-03-06T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T02:21:45.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who are you..</title><content type='html'>i am something..&lt;br /&gt;i think i am something..&lt;br /&gt;i do something i become something..&lt;br /&gt;but i am something else....&lt;br /&gt;i am what i think i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4091787265269234828?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4091787265269234828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4091787265269234828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4091787265269234828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4091787265269234828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-are-you.html' title='who are you..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-659658938334443403</id><published>2007-03-03T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T03:42:29.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>Do you want to remember everything you learn ..&lt;br /&gt;if yes then imagine a room ..the biggest room you have ever seen ,may be a palace..&lt;br /&gt;make your mind as big as the room you see in the palace....in the palace of your mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..my reading have taken a turn from the fiction to non fiction(basically 3g 4g telecom)..&lt;br /&gt;won't talk about that..&lt;br /&gt;read hannibal rising.. thomas harris..  its 5 pm and i haven't had lunch.. so.. i better have something.. let's see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-659658938334443403?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/659658938334443403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=659658938334443403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/659658938334443403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/659658938334443403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/03/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-9130977841474193690</id><published>2007-02-15T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T02:44:05.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival</title><content type='html'>existence is identity ..&lt;br /&gt;identification is concious...&lt;br /&gt;AN A is an A... a thing is defined by itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cannot have your cake and eat it too&lt;br /&gt;which means .. a thing is a thing.. leaf can't be a stone.. at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;dual nature of things doesn't exists unless we observe from two different references..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-9130977841474193690?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/9130977841474193690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=9130977841474193690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/9130977841474193690'/><link rel='self' 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for myself. i bought a shirt from dockers.. 1599 .. a t shirt 899.. i find it amusing to get pay more.. for the same things .. which aren't worth that much.. its something like a play.. in which i am an actor.. and the world swindles me.. trully depraved the thought in a way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be reasonable.. its just the way life is.. we all swindle each other..&lt;br /&gt;Some questions&lt;br /&gt; suppose we want truth.. why do we not want the untruth. why don't we want ignorance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can something arise from its opposite.. how can it..its inconcievable.. to the shadow that has no face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ought to discover some day that words have an exact meaning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-1386442798588078220?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-6220640648259334987</id><published>2007-01-31T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:29:08.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last WEEKEND..IMAGinE SomeThing NEw..</title><content type='html'>The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.."&lt;br /&gt;Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what..&lt;br /&gt;how have i been .. what i have been doing..&lt;br /&gt;went to ansal plaza with udit...well its shopping complex in delhi for those of you who don't know .We both went to the IMAGINE shop  saw the APPLE IMAC i simply adore it.. i saw  so many faces.. kids playing table soccer( i forgot what its called foosball i think)..we got bored of ansal plaza.. then we went to CP.. had this bagattefrom wenger's bakerywhere i saw this girl with the sadest eyes i have seen for a long time...After some time walking on CP inner circle  a free lance photographer was taking pictures of little girls , i think for some exhibition. we hungs around for a fw hours .. then we went to &lt;a href="mailto:Priya@vasantvihar"&gt;Priya@vasantvihar&lt;/a&gt;.. sat there outside nirulas.. playing weird games while having walnut cake..like estimating the hair on each other's head.. on trees.. well we estimate the leaves to be around 200k and the hair around 50 to 75 k :) .. well we both like to play such games... trying to judge our quantative aptitude i guess whether rust has overtaken us or does the brain still works.. bought books by Rimbaud and Jack kerouac(not sure if i got the name right)&lt;br /&gt;udit bought a book on  haikus..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-6220640648259334987?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/6220640648259334987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=6220640648259334987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6220640648259334987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/6220640648259334987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-weekendimagine-something-new.html' title='Last WEEKEND..IMAGinE SomeThing NEw..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-1444604424662445149</id><published>2007-01-31T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T05:05:00.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Right and Wrong</title><content type='html'>Most of us talk to ourselves without realising.. that whom are we talking to.. do we need some logical explaination to ourselves of what we want to do and what we don't .. should we intrinsically know what we think.. but are we so disconnected from our souls that we need to communicate to ourselves .This is something weird strage.. we aren't able to even communicate to ourselves how can we ever think of doing what we like.&lt;br /&gt;what should i do you may ask me..&lt;br /&gt;how should i find silence.... freedom from not talking to my self..&lt;br /&gt;i say talk to your self .. but realise that you have take the responsibility of whatever you choose..&lt;br /&gt;sub concious concious and super concious they may call these things but its just me..&lt;br /&gt;and i can choose to unite them as well as divide them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-1444604424662445149?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/1444604424662445149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-3566868246925571887</id><published>2007-01-07T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:43:28.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Daniels..on the rocks..</title><content type='html'>the weekend ..&lt;br /&gt;after a long time was like the one i had before.. where i had not time to breath.. every second  utilized .....&lt;br /&gt;felt like i did something.. .if not anything else .. was in good company..&lt;br /&gt;udit got placed .. well got two offers. rocksearch and global analytics.. \:D/&lt;br /&gt;pranav had already been placed so we had long await  party..&lt;br /&gt;me and  udit went to CP .. hung around.. china town.. blues.. . udit wanted to try thai..&lt;br /&gt;we went around looking for thai  restaurant in CP.. we even decided to go to QBA and TGIF..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;came back... had coffee at barista.. ..fed biscuits to some dogs..&lt;br /&gt;saw 8 feet below.. nice movie.. talked to pranav about barclays...&lt;br /&gt;then we went to DRUMS OF HEAVEN for dinner.. nice place.. great food..&lt;br /&gt;had fun..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-3566868246925571887?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/3566868246925571887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=3566868246925571887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just do it..&lt;br /&gt;sonu nigam was singing.. people were dancing..i saw the time and told the others to return.&lt;br /&gt;when we went back our car.. was covered from all corners.. by others.. cars . i tried to push them..but couldn't ..8 cars.. in gear.. i was like why.. how could it be possible.. i was looking for avenues when.. a car went into a pit....&lt;br /&gt;it was an kinda old  guy with his family..two daughters.. hardly someone who can pick a car from a pit(the elder one was kinda pretty:(..)&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. after some time were able to pull the car  of the pit..got a heart felt thanks.. and smile..&lt;br /&gt;good end to a heart breaking .. embroiling year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-8010604805510529098?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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I . the one who thinks .rather hopes that everything should go my way.. and sometimes resorts to something unethical to achieve the I's perspective....ideal.. I deal..that is what ideal means literally.. the deal which the I makes..&lt;br /&gt;what is right ,what is wrong..&lt;br /&gt;do i know..&lt;br /&gt;yes or no..&lt;br /&gt;but when i answe my question again again.. then .. sometimes i reach .. my reason.. frm my senses.. sometimes.. reach my soul..&lt;br /&gt;and everything around me .. is like a place..which i observe..&lt;br /&gt;see thngs as they are..not engrossed.. like generally i am..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.. how to define.. everything i fell how to write everything .. i understand..most things..&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;but yes..&lt;br /&gt;yes..&lt;br /&gt;if u feel something is good.. if u like something. u will definately dislike something...that is ultimate truth..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-9169143620418257130?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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difficult to control people .. yes in hierarchy its easier..but very difficult with equals and superiors..&lt;br /&gt;u have to convince them..u have to give them stuff to do.. which makes them busy and doesn't leave any room for going haywire&lt;br /&gt;more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4572136783899571192?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4572136783899571192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4572136783899571192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/4572136783899571192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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of ipods) &lt;br /&gt;he asked people who invent to work alone.. to believe that its possible to build something alone.We overemphasize team spirit in the coporate culture i think .. i agree the power of a team but .. i believe that einstein wrote about relativity.. newton wrote the laws .. a commitee never invented anything .. a individual did..so work alone he says&lt;br /&gt;he talked about patience and about doing things one at a time.. small steps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-4052753941466896136?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/4052753941466896136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=4052753941466896136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Brazilian Best Wishes</title><content type='html'>carmel banana split&lt;br /&gt;coffee .. more coffee..&lt;br /&gt;specs.. more specs&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;looking for new phone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-734195093572955290?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/734195093572955290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=734195093572955290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/734195093572955290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/734195093572955290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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presentation on iur iuv.. and one on MCC hand..&lt;br /&gt;started with iwoz.. trying to understand the concious of person who made Apple..&lt;br /&gt;filled a form which i thought i never would&lt;br /&gt;.. going home off for the day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-16325167343812259?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/16325167343812259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=16325167343812259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/16325167343812259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/16325167343812259'/><link 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/&gt;google didn't invent search..microsft didn't write the first operation system..&lt;br /&gt;its not about the first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us .. have rather have given a lot of undue important to the first. ..&lt;br /&gt;first what.. u may ask&lt;br /&gt;.. first time u kissed, the first time u broke up, the first time u had sex.. the first time u did something .. ....but we don't realise is that the first time is just the beginning , its not the end ,i won't write the cliqued "life goes on"&lt;br /&gt;everyday is something new... everything new thing we think about .. or create is a new beginning.. and life will have more of them&lt;br /&gt;The emphasis on the past must go in our lives as we proceed towards a new day&lt;br /&gt;attachment leads to suffering they said ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-116462143436473333?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-116436513731969671</id><published>2006-11-24T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:54:12.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not about the Samosa ......</title><content type='html'>Bloppers done by some guys..&lt;br /&gt;one of frds was offered a samosa by a guy trying to win her affections ..( reminds me of Amitabh's movie (he offered a watermelon) )&lt;br /&gt;well do u think a girl will go out for a movie with u ifu offer her a samosa.. &lt;br /&gt;please answer in yes or no&lt;br /&gt;well i say .. offer golgappe.. that's  better ..&lt;br /&gt;jokes apart.. its not about the victory but the chase..&lt;br /&gt;its not about reward its about the journey..its important how u played.. what did u learn what sort of connection was achieved by you during the journey rather than the sucess or failure of it....&lt;br /&gt;when everything ends some day or the other.. &lt;br /&gt;everyone knows that every connection every feeling has an end and a start .. still we long for permanence ..the ultimate truth of life is death.. the end of everything is right in its beginning..&lt;br /&gt;so do what  deem fit.. and the journey.. will seem much smoother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer : i am talking to my self .. no one is expected to read the above.. thank u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-116436513731969671?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/116436513731969671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=116436513731969671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/116436513731969671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/116436513731969671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-not-about-samosa.html' title='Its not about the Samosa ......'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-116039069257659355</id><published>2006-10-09T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T03:44:52.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Google story..</title><content type='html'>100 pipers &lt;br /&gt;a fling..&lt;br /&gt;shivamani@rivoli gardens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lays.. onion style... &lt;br /&gt;Apostolos wrote a poem and sent it to the whole company he didn't know yet.:Teoma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;local popularity.. &lt;br /&gt;global popularity..&lt;br /&gt;hamster rank page. &lt;br /&gt;so many things i wanna do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-116039069257659355?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/116039069257659355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=116039069257659355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/116039069257659355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/116039069257659355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2006/10/google-story.html' title='The Google story..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-115934865747750198</id><published>2006-09-27T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T02:17:37.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>telecom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-115934865747750198?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/115934865747750198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=115934865747750198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/115934865747750198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/115934865747750198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2006/09/telecom.html' title='telecom'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-115934858196692748</id><published>2006-09-27T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T03:01:07.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shivaji's Black Horse..</title><content type='html'>This is about a session of ethics that me and my fellow colleagues endured and  suffered.. .our concious battered by probing questions ,trying to wake us from what we think we are .&lt;br /&gt;WHO ARE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;thw question posed before us and we autologically answered with the class name ,attributes(this tall ,thin.. health fat.. ) and operations(engineer.. coder.. ) ..some even declared themsleves to be void function(that they aren't sure of what they are).&lt;br /&gt;He asked us what makes us so diferent from the other person..sitting next to us &lt;br /&gt;well we all think we are different from each other don't we . It kinda makes us sane.. the thought .. that we are different from the other person.. that we are individuals .. and not just a mass.. who are distributed thinking....pretty much think the same way and want the same things..&lt;br /&gt;well when asked to define ourselves we all come up with some rhethorical answers.. that.. i makes u think that u don't know yourself..&lt;br /&gt;logical...                                     values &lt;br /&gt;practical                                     honesty respect...&lt;br /&gt;romantic..                                    conservative.. &lt;br /&gt;intelligent..&lt;br /&gt;kind &lt;br /&gt;generous &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;are we really those things.,those words or we think so that we conform to those definitions ,why because we think its bad to be Different.. don't we realise that everytime somebody has a question for you ,you are enable to answer.. and end up saying i don't know.. but the same question posed to somebody else we have a answer ready before the person answers.. why..&lt;br /&gt;the urge to cut short people when they speak.. &lt;br /&gt;what do we mean by respect.. &lt;br /&gt;one of my colleagues said that "if the other person respects me i will respect him"&lt;br /&gt;well is that what respect is.. a sort of barter...like what a business man does..&lt;br /&gt;is that what is know as respect.. which depends on trade.&lt;br /&gt;respect comes from deeds from actions.. &lt;br /&gt;some people consider.. their word to be everything.. (reminds me of memnon of rhodes..)&lt;br /&gt;we all respect reliable people.People who have integrity might be morally good or bad but they are respected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-115934858196692748?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/115934858196692748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=115934858196692748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/115934858196692748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/115934858196692748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2006/09/shivajis-black-horse.html' title='Shivaji&apos;s Black Horse..'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-115525783679032674</id><published>2006-08-10T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T17:57:16.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Necessity of Atheism</title><content type='html'>P.B.Shelley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"If he is infinitely good, what reason should we have to fear him? If he is infinitely wise, why should we have doubts concerning our future? If he knows all, why warn him of our needs and fatigue him with our prayers? If he is everywhere, why erect temples to him? If he is just, why fear that he will punish the creatures that he has filled with weaknesses? If grace does everything for them, what reason would he have for recompensing them? If he is all-powerful, how offend him, how resist him? If he is reasonable, how can he be angry at the blind, to whom he has given the liberty of being unreasonable? If he is immovable, by what right do we pretend to make him change his decrees? If he is inconceivable, why occupy ourselves with him? IF HE HAS SPOKEN, WHY IS THE UNIVERSE NOT CONVINCED? If the knowledge of a God is the most necessary, why is it not the most evident and the cleares" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-115525783679032674?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/115525783679032674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=115525783679032674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/115525783679032674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/115525783679032674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/2006/08/necessity-of-atheism.html' title='The Necessity of Atheism'/><author><name>Achilles's Heel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14443975987862296530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-115473545854490637</id><published>2006-08-04T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T16:50:58.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>Truth is not a ritual or a formality. truth is duty ..whenever we see truth fading.. we should protect it..even if it menas going to war.. when there is choice between partition and going to war .. i say go to war.. come make that war your dharma..they talk of politicians and that what has been done by the past is too great a burden.. those who think of past as a burden how will they live in the present and reap the rewards that present reaps with karm. The past is not present to drink either the poison or nectar.. the reason i say this is that if u have got a weak foundation from the past then change it. cause the past would have never become the past if it could survive the change, the wheel of time.All of us, our clothes are somewhere or the other are stainded by our ego.. that is something we all know... i this i that.. the cause of desire.. of thinking something is good something is evil.. the ethics of right and wrong  morality of good and evil.. &lt;br /&gt;what i wish to bring forth is that the parliament nor the judiciary is greater than the nation.. loyalty to the parliament can take you away from the..nation.. if u keep looking at the government and blaming it for everything when would u look at the NATION.I ask to look at your motherland.. and not at some propaganda not at some leader...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzOKYu5AEWM/SLY7UtFbrzI/AAAAAAAAABc/99iLKu0SYhA/S220/ATgAAADLowsYj2tz-V56LB9KKEjpalaZA4li4Bf5YxmfOvJyjSWYuT7V0JbcnFoeaduysbb8HWNKNUT7FnYgqKRE--yeAJtU9VCLcByYmYnhAvFYVex2bBV2KWtUpw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144551.post-114722487136312590</id><published>2006-05-09T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:34:31.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Altruism or Darwinism....part2</title><content type='html'>we discussed the main points of indian philosphy.. and they sound like quantum physics to people ,indian philosphy of altruism ,of considering guest as god etc.. is light years away from darwinism.It requires a saintly mind to understand what givin is,what it means to pray .. to bless someone.. to be blessed.If we are selfish can we bless someone.. or feel blessed.. &lt;br /&gt;can we consider the conflict of animals.. of a hawk and a dove.. if both persons in a conflict act as hawks we assume they divide the benefit...well the stronger gets more benefit.... suppose if one of them is greater.. more aggressive than the other then he receives the major share.. other case they both get the same amount..now we consider what is stable evolutionary state ..two person competing doesn't seem stable..&lt;br /&gt;but it is ...&lt;br /&gt;consider kin theory.. that even though we aren't directly related like people having common goals .. we do see people who are truly altruist.. but are they help their kin..it might be the bond of country.. of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Kin selection is based upon the fact the gene pool of the particular individual is increased.If a person helps his kin to procreate even without directly helping he is doing what we call self altruism.&lt;br /&gt;Self altruistic behaviour increases the gene of particular kind hence showing darwinistic altruism.to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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decorated by carvings belonging to 10th century ..then i assimilated my thoughts ..i saw a most beauiful tree.. and i went to under its shade&lt;br /&gt;sat for a while..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-114719284564133160?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/114719284564133160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144551&amp;postID=114719284564133160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/114719284564133160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144551/posts/default/114719284564133160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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spoken never a true confession made but today we talk of a different world one of altruism as its base.&lt;br /&gt;We have been taught to be negative and believe that altruism is the higest virtue,contradiction it seems,we think it wrong to certain thnigs even though we haven't anaylsed them at all.We understand synchronization ,but our thoughts are random.The human mind tendency is to be  selfish, charles darwin in his treatise on Evolution of species pointed that selfish chromosome will survive in the long run and the heroes of today become extinct.Though we still see altruism alive and flurishing though in selfish domain.We call it selfaltruism, do we really understand self altruism or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me consider the Indian Philosphy.. &lt;br /&gt;be free from personal bias ..,we are taught act without desire or greed and we become free from the corruption of action.,action free from desire..,action is action but what is free from desire its inaction ..&lt;br /&gt;the non doer does not .. &lt;br /&gt;the knowledge the fire of knowledge burms ambition greed desire,temptation anger sorrow gain loss.. &lt;br /&gt;this is the life of a person such a person life is an offering to god.&lt;br /&gt;what is offering.. &lt;br /&gt;some people offer money some offer action..&lt;br /&gt;when somebody makes his work his actions his penance then his life becomes an offering..&lt;br /&gt;but the best is knowledge the offering in knowledge.. because its is knowledge which differentiates between good and bad,desireless action ..&lt;br /&gt;to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144551-114659638712847491?l=thefirstedition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefirstedition.blogspot.com/feeds/114659638712847491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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