<?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-10176777</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:10:15.343-05:00</updated><category term='cricket'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>aaSai doSai</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my blog ... i come up with random stuff here... its mostly harmless!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-6288992800044304942</id><published>2008-05-26T08:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:41:52.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>..and now this</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In yesterday's Royal challengers V Deccan chargers game i saw Rahul Dravid play - for the lack of a better description, and yes there is no word for this shot in the MCC handbook either- a scoop shot over the short fine leg fielder for four. Another commonly used name for the shot is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scoop_(cricket)"&gt;Doug marillier shot&lt;/a&gt;, after its inventor . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok .. now i think i've seen everything i never thought i would ever see . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;IPL is changing the way the game will be played , and even the players cant help but change. As for spectators we are just waiting with bated breath for the next six coming our way !! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:16879af1-37e0-41de-9c6b-631c2aa41459" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;del.icio.us Tags: &lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/popular/Cricket" rel="tag"&gt;Cricket&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/popular/IPL" rel="tag"&gt;IPL&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/popular/Rahul%20Dravid" rel="tag"&gt;Rahul Dravid&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/popular/T20" rel="tag"&gt;T20&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/popular/royal%20challengers" rel="tag"&gt;royal challengers&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/popular/deccan%20chargers" rel="tag"&gt;deccan chargers&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/popular/doug%20marillier" rel="tag"&gt;doug marillier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-6288992800044304942?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/6288992800044304942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=6288992800044304942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/6288992800044304942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/6288992800044304942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-now-this.html' title='..and now this'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-8100267045112439054</id><published>2008-05-22T10:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:42:44.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Add sense ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've added ad sense, i dont know whether that makes any sense at all on this blog, but just wanted to check out how it works. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-8100267045112439054?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/8100267045112439054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=8100267045112439054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/8100267045112439054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/8100267045112439054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2008/05/add-sense.html' title='Add sense ?'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-3818030779343971762</id><published>2008-05-22T07:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:30:48.537-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IP-Yell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Only the other day i was telling my friends how the royal challengers of bangalore should've actually been called the &amp;quot;Old Monks of bangalore&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I now need to to find an equally fitting name for the chennai super kings ... after their pathetic show against the RC of bangalore chasing 127. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Staying on the RC for the moment , so much stuff has worked against them in the league so far one does feel a bit sorry for them. The only thing that actually worked in their favour was probably missing out on Robin Uthappa in the auction. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Uthappa cost a whopping 800,000 $ in the auction . This is what he has done so far - 52 in 232 balls @ a strike rate of 108.62 . So at this rate he helps (or hinders) his team to 130 runs in 20 overs . Throw in sachin's run out a bunch of missed chances , he would probably be making matters even worse for RCB, given the fact that they avg 140 per innings (including the 82 in the first game against KKR).    &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-3818030779343971762?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/3818030779343971762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=3818030779343971762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/3818030779343971762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/3818030779343971762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2008/05/ip-yell.html' title='IP-Yell'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-3390469899073503248</id><published>2008-05-19T03:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:46:05.888-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Everything has a first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Shahid Afridi bowling to Sachin Tendulkar ... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Flighted delivery ... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tendulkar looks to hit it out of the ground ...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tendulkar hits one high in the air, ball skies up , and comes down to the safe hands of the fielder and mid on. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A loud roar goes up in the crowd as Sachin walks back to the pavilion. No folks this is not Lahore, or Karachi ... this is Hyderabad , India . An Indian crowd cheering Sachin's dismissal , i guess I'd never thought that this day would ever come. Maybe India is after all ready for Pro Sports ! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-3390469899073503248?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/3390469899073503248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=3390469899073503248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/3390469899073503248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/3390469899073503248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2008/05/everything-has-first-time.html' title='Everything has a first time'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-1985665139360125908</id><published>2007-09-28T14:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:34:11.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in business</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Used windows live writer !! I'm loving it ! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-1985665139360125908?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/1985665139360125908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=1985665139360125908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/1985665139360125908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/1985665139360125908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-in-business.html' title='Back in business'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-116064767139255672</id><published>2006-10-12T06:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T18:35:54.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Superman I</title><content type='html'>This video brought me back to blogging ! &lt;br /&gt;Is that a plane , no its a bird , no its Indian Superman ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QlZFMnX0xxA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QlZFMnX0xxA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-116064767139255672?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/116064767139255672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=116064767139255672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/116064767139255672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/116064767139255672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2006/10/indian-superman-i.html' title='Indian Superman I'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-114268560111167184</id><published>2006-03-18T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T07:55:19.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth is many questions away ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mehmal.blogspot.com"&gt; Mehmii's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepost.com.pk/OpinionNews.aspx?dtlid=29989&amp;amp;catid=11"&gt; article&lt;/a&gt; made me write this comment... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firmly believe that questioning is right path to the truth. I realised this most at the UW.  In a typical classroom students are encouraged to question, discuss and debate scientific concepts. This is considered to be the best way for them to closer to understanding. Any concept will have enough strength in it to withstand questions and eventually answer them. The method of questioning if in the spirit of learning is always encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home we are urged to accept many axioms and live with them. Blindly assuming something because the teacher says so . This makes the foundation weak , and when he is tested on the topic, with a slightly different context, there is bound to be trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idea is very analogous to religion. Question to find the truth, will only lead&lt;br /&gt;to the truth and hollow questioning will take on astray. But assumption and blind following are dangerous. Without knowing the truths people base their religious beliefs on assumptions and hearsay. They will follow the dictum of the so-called experts and finally be misled by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we will become like horses, with their vision restricted only to what their masters want them to see. We should strive to be like the great horses that roam the free lands with only their imaginations to limit them and let their quest for answers guide them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-114268560111167184?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/114268560111167184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=114268560111167184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/114268560111167184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/114268560111167184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2006/03/truth-is-many-questions-away.html' title='The truth is many questions away ..'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-114148147205791570</id><published>2006-03-04T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T09:11:12.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Purrrfect !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/1600/sga060304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/320/sga060304.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-114148147205791570?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/114148147205791570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=114148147205791570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/114148147205791570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/114148147205791570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2006/03/purrrfect.html' title='Purrrfect !!'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-113862071550224168</id><published>2006-01-30T05:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T06:31:55.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/1600/sga060130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/320/sga060130.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-113862071550224168?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/113862071550224168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=113862071550224168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/113862071550224168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/113862071550224168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2006/01/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the day !'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-113757536056850530</id><published>2006-01-18T04:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T04:32:57.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SlingBox and EVDO,..was i sleeping all this while ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/1600/slingbox_front_300_dpi_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/320/slingbox_front_300_dpi_med.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savour this ..  I'm watching India play Pak , Live , when im driving in remote tenessee backroads on my laptop. I never though , with all due credit to technology advancement et al , this was going to be possible this early!! The worst part , this has been possible for more than 6 months ...and i realized this just Today!!!! Its like i've been looking at the future as it is passing by me .. and im too lazy to get up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Slingbox , its going to chnage the way we look at travel . A Combination of &lt;a href="http://www.slingmedia.com/slingbox/"&gt;Slingbox &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.evdoinfo.com/EVDO/Info/What_is_EVDO_2005021237/"&gt;Evdo Technology&lt;/a&gt;. Here's what you can do , with &lt;a href="http://www.evdoinfo.com/Tips/PC_5220/SlingBox_and_EVDO,_Watch_Your_TV_or_Tivo_from_Anywhere_20050930579/"&gt;SlingBox and EVDO, Watch Your TV or Tivo from Anywhere !!!!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man , look at the speed at which technology is going .. and im just waking up and burshing my teeth so to speak . Need to play catch up ..  got to go back and work !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-113757536056850530?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/113757536056850530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=113757536056850530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/113757536056850530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/113757536056850530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2006/01/slingbox-and-evdowas-i-sleeping-all.html' title='SlingBox and EVDO,..was i sleeping all this while ???'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-113750496277374019</id><published>2006-01-17T08:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T08:45:54.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog this!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/320/blogger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i finally "Blog This " , this ugly little button  has been sitting on my toolbar for centuries together . Today was the day it has finally served its purpose ...  Maybe this shortcut will make me the blogger that i was born to be ... or i probably already am !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is... Nobody is reading ... its actually kinda spooky if you think about it. Like Shouting in a dark room ... some one maybe listening , u dont know ... so just have to be careful what u shout !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-113750496277374019?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/113750496277374019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=113750496277374019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/113750496277374019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/113750496277374019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-this_17.html' title='Blog this!!!!'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112779746647698378</id><published>2005-09-27T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T09:09:49.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad omen for Damien!</title><content type='html'>Many say Damien Martyn has been made the scapegoat for the recent debacle in aussie cricket. Let us investigate this claim. We shall look deep into the numbers for possible answers.For the last 2 years Martyns stats look like this , as opposed to his career stats. I am looking at things from the Tour of India late 2003,where Aus didnt fare too well by their own exalted standards,till the recently ended Ashes series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Mat  I NO  Runs HS1  HS2  HS3   Ave  100  50   0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career       61  98 12  4125 165  161  142  47.96  12  22   7&lt;br /&gt;Since 11/03  26  44  3  2040 165  161  142  49.75   7   8   1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cursory glance tells us that this 26 match period if anything has been arguably the best slice of his career. In his last 44 innings he has notched his 3 highest scores in test cricket. Is averaging more than his career average , and now scores a hundred every other time he gets to a fifty; An improvement from 1 in 3 fifties. Let us examine the details a little bit further. Looking into his induvidual hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 (no4) caught 1 W 1st Test v SL in SL 2003/04 at Galle [1685]&lt;br /&gt;110 (no4)caught 3&lt;br /&gt;1 (no4)lbw 1 W 2nd Test v SL in SL 2003/04 at Kandy [1688]&lt;br /&gt;161 (no4)stumped 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds 1 &amp; 2 : In SL these 2 centuries helped immensely in Aus seal their first series victory in SL in many years. Both were crucial knocks when Australia batted Second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 (no4)caught 1 D 2nd Test v Ind in Ind 2004/05 at Chennai [1714]&lt;br /&gt;104 (no5)caught 3&lt;br /&gt;114 (no4)caught 1 W 3rd Test v Ind in Ind 2004/05 at Nagpur [1718]&lt;br /&gt;97 (no4)caught wk 3 ( MOM )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds 3 &amp;amp; 4 (and the 97 in the 2nd inng) : In India these 2 centuries &amp; the 97 took australia to an unbeatable 2-0 lead against india, helping Aus seal their first series victory in India in 35 years. Both were crucial knocks when Australia batted Second. He was adjudged player of the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 (no4)caught wk 1 W 1st Test v Pak in Aus 2004/05 at Perth [1726]&lt;br /&gt;100* (no4)not out 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142 (no4)lbw 2 W 2nd Test v Pak in Aus 2004/05 at Melbourne [1729]&lt;br /&gt;DNB - - 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds 5 &amp;amp; 6 : Against an attack of Shoaib, sami and the likes in arguably some of the fastest bounciest pitches. Aus won the series and Martyn was man of the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165 (no4)caught wk 1 D 2nd Test v NZ in NZ 2004/05 at Wellington [1742]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundred 7 : His highest test score . Didnt get the MOM award because Adam Gilchrist scored a 162 &amp; kept brilliantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some points to ponder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He has 4 hundreds and a 97 while batting for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;- Most often when he has scored a hundred Australia have gone one to win.&lt;br /&gt;- 5 of the 7 hundreds have been overseas .&lt;br /&gt;- 4 of those in hostile &amp;amp; Alien spinning conditions against the best&lt;br /&gt;spinners in the world (outside of shane warne), viz. Murali, Kumble and&lt;br /&gt;harbhajan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this period before the Ashes he has averaged a whopping 58.18 runs since the India tour. So here are the numbers again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Mat I  NO  Runs HS1  HS2  HS3  Ave  100 50 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career                 61  98 12  4125 165  161  142  47.96 12 22 7&lt;br /&gt;Since 11/03            26  44  3  2040 165  161  142  49.75  7  8 1&lt;br /&gt;Since 11/03 sans ashes 21  35  3  1862 165  161  142  58.18  7  7 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the last 5 tests , Damien Martyn has scored just one 50, averaged 20 runs per innings. For this he finds himself out of the team and possibly at the very end of this classy career. If all this doesnt read scapegoat , i dont know what does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112779746647698378?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112779746647698378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112779746647698378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112779746647698378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112779746647698378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-omen-for-damien.html' title='A bad omen for Damien!'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112708149170664784</id><published>2005-09-18T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T18:18:27.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowhere man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;He’s a real Nowhere Man,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in his Nowhere Land,&lt;br /&gt;Making all his Nowhere plans for nobody.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t have a point of view,&lt;br /&gt;Knows not where he’s going to,&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t he a bit like you and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this song about me ? or is it what i am running away from !! Is this wht i'm afraid of becoming or am i already the nowhere man. Am i running away from nowhere land , or am i crashing straight into it ... It just feels like i'm in an empty space, a space of nothingness . I'm not sure whether this nothingness is filled with just me, or i am filled with this nothingness. I'm feeling numb , worthless , its almost like i dont even exist !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112708149170664784?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112708149170664784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112708149170664784' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112708149170664784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112708149170664784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/nowhere-man.html' title='Nowhere man'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112701887015822645</id><published>2005-09-18T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T00:47:50.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Outdoors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/1600/ga040919.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/320/ga040919.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112701887015822645?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112701887015822645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112701887015822645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112701887015822645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112701887015822645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-outdoors.html' title='My Outdoors'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112640749560830640</id><published>2005-09-10T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T23:01:23.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh Nano!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/1600/indexcompare20050907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/320/indexcompare20050907.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen , give it up for the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/"&gt;iPod Nano &lt;/a&gt;... The coolest , mean, lean , music playing machine !!!&lt;br /&gt;A 4 GB, flash memory based , color screened beauty ! This my friends is the modern apple from the garden of enchantment. If it werent for my extreme penury .. i could never resist this temptation !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112640749560830640?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112640749560830640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112640749560830640' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112640749560830640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112640749560830640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-nano.html' title='oh Nano!'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112632378502516504</id><published>2005-09-09T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T23:43:05.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetting birthdays , can i be any more self absorbed  !!!</title><content type='html'>Well ... today was a very good friend, and roommate's birthday ! &lt;a href="http://unlimited-edition.blogspot.com"&gt;Mustang &lt;/a&gt;is the man ..he turned over another year!! I forgot to wish him...and of all things that i forget , and believe me ..this is a loooong list, forgetting b'days is what i hate the most. Makes me fill pretty small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my day i remembered b'day of every single classmate of mine , and was prompt to participate in their joy. Well needless to say ..i lost most of that enthu . My list was now shortlisted to the close friends. The ones who never forget to remind me when i'm older ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays im so self involved , wallowing in my daily routine of laziness , self-doubt , self-pity. The new me .. i dont particularly like this guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Thankfully another friend saved me the ignominy, by calling up and i got to wish the birthday boy !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112632378502516504?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112632378502516504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112632378502516504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112632378502516504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112632378502516504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/forgetting-birthdays-can-i-be-any-more.html' title='Forgetting birthdays , can i be any more self absorbed  !!!'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112614612905990020</id><published>2005-09-07T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:37:30.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My brush with thoughtlessness</title><content type='html'>Today for the first time i had a brush with thoughlessness. In one of my sporadic , if thats the word i'm looking for, sessions of meditation it happened !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One might say ,hmm... thoughtlessness , i experience it all the time!! No , think about it , oops ,there i go ...thinking about it is the problem. Without us realizing , we do think a lot. In meditation it is noise, and we are encouraged to ignore it and it slowly goes away. A silent mind is the environment we want to achieve. But thoughts are hard to ignore, because the mind is a store of random memory , you never know what can pop up ! In spite of this , today , after multiple trials in the past i came to a state where i seemed completely thoughtless , the state was unique , i felt ethereal ! But then i started thinking about this state ..and i violated its rules , dang ! &lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt : When in a state of thoughlessness ,try not to think abt it !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112614612905990020?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112614612905990020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112614612905990020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112614612905990020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112614612905990020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-brush-with-thoughtlessness.html' title='My brush with thoughtlessness'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112589638269723226</id><published>2005-09-05T00:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:59:42.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About History and its heroes !</title><content type='html'>I had been wanting to express my opinions on the rebellion of 1857 , after i saw the movie " Mangal Pandey ,The Rising" . An extremely poor movie , nevertheless got me thinking on the events of 1857 . Notice, i can't call it the "First war of Independance" because i dont think thats what it was. I've always believed it was an attempt to give the nation identity and create heroes. I stumbled upon this excellent article by &lt;a href="http://www.telegraphindia.com/1050904/asp/opinion/story_5188782.asp"&gt;Rudrangshu Mukherjee&lt;/a&gt; . A fantastic read !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112589638269723226?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112589638269723226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112589638269723226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112589638269723226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112589638269723226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/about-history-and-its-heroes.html' title='About History and its heroes !'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112577827165992672</id><published>2005-09-03T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T16:11:11.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poverty ?? in the richest country in the world ?</title><content type='html'>Poverty ? in the US of America? You must be joking. Hey ! i come from a third world country where the average salary is a few hundred dollars per year. Does this qualify as poverty ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After following the Katrina aftermath for the last few days , i believe this is Poverty.  Poverty seems to be a very relative thing. Where in some countries, lack of basic food or shelter may be a fitting description, it may have a slightly different defenition here, in the USA. It really depends on the context. The fact that they have no car, no money and no means of protecting themselves from disaster renders them poor. Poor enough to be exposed to the vagaries of nature and government alike and unable to fend for themselves.  This is the story of poor people all over the world. They are the first to face the wrath of nature and the neglect of government. Be it the Tsunami, torrential rains in bombay, Earthquakes or Hurricanes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me introspect about how economics seem to be such an important part of our lives today. Every single decision is driven by economy . Even in this situation people were worried about oil &amp; gas prices than the lives of people . Even "god" in our temples seem to be more accessible to the more priveleged. One wonders if the invention of money at some fateful point in time has sent the human race down such a spiral . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the evil in man bring out money , or does money bring out the evil in man ? One can't really tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112577827165992672?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112577827165992672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112577827165992672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112577827165992672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112577827165992672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/poverty-in-richest-country-in-world.html' title='Poverty ?? in the richest country in the world ?'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112571813541908104</id><published>2005-09-02T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T12:53:44.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The katrina catastrophe</title><content type='html'>I cant understand which is a bigger catastrophe , the hurricane katrina or the george bush administration. Are more people suffering or dying because of the hurricane , or because of Bush's apathy. I dont even know how to put my outrage in words. The daily news is carrying a headline "Shame on U.S" , pretty accurate ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent such large scale catastrophe was the Tsunami in south east asia. It is only natural to benchmark this one against it, and surprisingly the 3rd world disaster relief scores way better than the "greatest country in the world" has been able to manage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tsunami was sprung on Asia, no warning. But Katrina was a hurricane , which was forecast days , even weeks before. Why the delay ?? Relief supplies arrived on Day 5 ! Where was the planning, does the Govt of the USA not care for its poorer citizens. I saw tsunami relief first hand . Food, water and medicine quickly followed rescue efforts. Here there was rescue , but that just led to a slow painful couple of days with no food, water and inhuman living conditions. This resulted in just a more miserable slower death . A natural disaster like this just exposes the supposed preparedness in such situations. So where was homeland security taking a nap. Is all the money in homeland security allocated for the activities of OBL's thugs !!! what about everything else ? Doesnt it look like the government is worried more about the terrorists than the people ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government in the past days has been busy worrying about gas prices , releasing oil from reserves, requesting the international Energy agency to release oil etc , what about the people who are dying NOW! arent they the top priority ?? While these economics were being worked out people were dying . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George bush is hugging ppl in missisippi , and still has his swagger and smirk on his face. Saying things coyly such as "The response is good, the results can be better". I cannot put in words how much this boils my blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the USA , not some underpriveleged third world country looking towards the rest of the world for help . Why is there no Army ? Maybe bcos its all in the process of "Reconstructing " Iraq and Afghanistan. Where is help for the american citizens from their government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt this represent the ultimate failure for this institution which their erstwhile leader famous proclaimed , is of the people, by the people and for the people. This is a day that we have to remind this country and ourselves that life is still fundamentally about Food, water and shelter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112571813541908104?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112571813541908104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112571813541908104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112571813541908104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112571813541908104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-catastrophe.html' title='The katrina catastrophe'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112357034780661154</id><published>2005-08-09T02:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T03:00:53.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day ...</title><content type='html'>Another day went past . Didn't accomplish anything much , just the same fare ,didnt win any nobel prizes , no pullitzers in sight , no oscars too , pretty much the usual stuff . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narsi and I were debating the merits of engineering education. How many of us are misfits in our professions. We all try all our life to fit into a wrong pair of mittens !! We cursed our school of undergradute education ! cursed the education system , cursed fate for pushing us into random research projects , lamented over the average indian's lack of choice , abused all our lousy lecturers .... my cell phone was losing charge , &lt;br /&gt;"hey lets do this tommorrow Narsi !!" &lt;br /&gt;"Sure Da !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...click !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112357034780661154?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112357034780661154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112357034780661154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112357034780661154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112357034780661154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-day.html' title='Another day ...'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112351510129176055</id><published>2005-08-08T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T02:59:33.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/1600/ga0408301.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/320/ga040830.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sleep or eat !! Isnt that what it is all about??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112351510129176055?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112351510129176055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112351510129176055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112351510129176055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112351510129176055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/08/daily-dilemma.html' title='The Daily Dilemma'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112347520202773137</id><published>2005-08-07T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T03:56:34.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bharathi</title><content type='html'>I saw the movie Bharathi couple of days back. It was a phenomenal movie ..more than that he was a phenomenal person. In fact Bharathi, through his poetry and his verses have transcended the barriers of flesh and blood. Bharathi is all about the soul ! He represents to me, the enlightened soul ! ..like all such men who have attained realization, the mediocrity, that is society persecutes him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nenju porukkudhillaye , indha nilai ketta maandharai ninaithuvittal &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The heart boils, looking at these foolish human beings" - he said in anger !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112347520202773137?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112347520202773137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112347520202773137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112347520202773137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112347520202773137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/08/bharathi.html' title='Bharathi'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112331289520920605</id><published>2005-08-06T03:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T03:29:09.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday blues</title><content type='html'>turning 25 is no easy joke ! ... yes, actually it was not funny at all, i turned 25 a few days ago , im too lazy , so im blogging a few days after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KB was telling me , " Dei ! Its your Silver Jubilee !"  . Yes, i am not a boy any more ! This means so many things ... none of which i like the look of. The b'day as such was a wierd day. I really had no hopes of enjoying the day , something in me thought it'll be a good time to look back ..oh yeah ! at what ?? I havent anything to show for these years , other than some raging hormones, a few meaningless degrees, various electronic gadgets, some debt , few friends and a confused mind! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every birthday wish was just bouncing off my head . The "growing up" has been stuffed down my throat ! When i shall look back 25 years later,i wonder what there will be to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112331289520920605?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112331289520920605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112331289520920605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112331289520920605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112331289520920605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/08/birthday-blues.html' title='Birthday blues'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-112351592006019031</id><published>2005-08-05T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T11:56:38.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/1600/ga0504141.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4199/151/400/ga0504141.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt have said it better !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-112351592006019031?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/112351592006019031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=112351592006019031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112351592006019031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/112351592006019031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/08/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the day'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-111795584783415489</id><published>2005-06-05T02:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T03:36:59.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazaron Kwahishen Aisi</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;hazaaroN KHwahishaiN 'eisee ke har KHwahish pe dam nikle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;bohot  nikle  mere  armaaN  lekin  fir  bhee  kam  nikle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last couple of days these lines have arrested me, in &lt;br /&gt;many ways this is what i'm thinking .But Ghalib has said&lt;br /&gt;it like i can never dream to. Thousands of dreams .. thousands&lt;br /&gt;of aspirations, and no satisfaction. God gave this urge to&lt;br /&gt;excel in everything , but along comes the fear of failure.&lt;br /&gt;There is a Fear for taking the plunge .. but am i sinking&lt;br /&gt;anyway !!&lt;br /&gt;How do i find my destiny .. what is my path ? Why do i&lt;br /&gt;find myself lost and confused. Did i never listen to my&lt;br /&gt;heart or did my heart never have the guts to speak up?&lt;br /&gt;Why was my heart sleeping when my mind had these million&lt;br /&gt;aspirations !&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic , latent is an anagram for talent. There is a&lt;br /&gt;hidden meaning here, all our talents are hidden , they are&lt;br /&gt;latent . But we have to find them. But what is the sure way&lt;br /&gt;of doing that . We are told that the path ridden with&lt;br /&gt;difficulties is best &amp;amp; trusted path. Physics tells us all&lt;br /&gt;matter takes the lowest energy path , to attain equilibrium.&lt;br /&gt;So why this contradiction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was i wronged by my society, my peers that i have pursued&lt;br /&gt;none of my dreams or is it because i have never tried. I&lt;br /&gt;guess my heart has to finally speak up .. loud and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-111795584783415489?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/111795584783415489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=111795584783415489' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111795584783415489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111795584783415489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/06/hazaron-kwahishen-aisi.html' title='Hazaron Kwahishen Aisi'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-111283746897689163</id><published>2005-04-06T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:31:08.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inertia</title><content type='html'>I am struggling to fight my immobility ...&lt;br /&gt;i can see a path , but my feet arent moving.&lt;br /&gt;the mind, however, is straying , aimlesslessly rambling,&lt;br /&gt;looking back i see none of my footsteps,&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i have always stepped into trodden footsteps,&lt;br /&gt;I've never created an impression , not a footprint on the sands of time,&lt;br /&gt;i had then, an inertia of motion , just flowing with the tide , never stopping to think,&lt;br /&gt;Stop i have, but i've lost my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;My feet are stuck in mire and my mind is confused!&lt;br /&gt;I have to make my own footprints , and overcome this inertia of rest&lt;br /&gt;God ... give me my strength back, to fight the evil within me .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-111283746897689163?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/111283746897689163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=111283746897689163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111283746897689163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111283746897689163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/04/inertia.html' title='Inertia'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-111191654393854350</id><published>2005-03-27T04:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T14:17:54.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel...</title><content type='html'>Every now and then, while i thanklessly enjoy all of life's pleasures. When i'm taking things for granted, things which not many can dream of in a lifetime , i get a jolt. I'm jump started into thinking ... something that my cold and stale brain isn't used to . My life is pushed against a point of reference , against which the purpose of my existence pales out .&lt;br /&gt;I saw 'hotel rwanda' and i stood shaken . I was obviously moved, put my life in perspective and exposed me to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-111191654393854350?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/111191654393854350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=111191654393854350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111191654393854350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111191654393854350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/03/hotel.html' title='Hotel...'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-111180762398507128</id><published>2005-03-25T21:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:27:03.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joblessness</title><content type='html'>Joblessness is like weightlessness ..at first it feels awkward, but u soon learn to stay afloat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sairam Rajagopal (Circa 2005) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether i'm floating or sinking in an abyss whose depth i cannot fathom.. whose gravitational pull is oh-so-gentle that i hardly feel the pulling in every sinew in my stomach ? Oh no ..wait .. i can feel that sinking sensation in my stomach ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ? Why ? did i give up a job ..to find another one ! In my quest for my real destiny ..have i strayed too far. Not so long ago , i was brave ... i decided to undo my past mistakes and stay away from the trodden path ... but while i was thumping my chest with bravado, i seemto have left the mind's door open. Doubt,  my nemesis sneaked through the door. He tells me, O fool,... in trying to find some cheese , are you saying no to my bread .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-111180762398507128?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/111180762398507128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=111180762398507128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111180762398507128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111180762398507128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/03/joblessness.html' title='Joblessness'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-111174974439357033</id><published>2005-03-25T06:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T06:22:24.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my laziness</title><content type='html'>I'm too lazy to write ...in fact i dont even feel like thinking ... i'm over exerting my fingers ..i shd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-111174974439357033?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/111174974439357033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=111174974439357033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111174974439357033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/111174974439357033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-laziness.html' title='my laziness'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-110938635512878817</id><published>2005-02-25T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T21:52:35.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusion</title><content type='html'>"You have to let it all go ... Fear , Doubt , Disbelief". The words of the great Morpheus resound in my ears ...&lt;br /&gt;Am i ready to take that plunge. Letting go of a paycheck, that is my plunge. Should i take the plunge ? or just linger ...and pretend to be happy at what i'm doing. I have spent 24 yrs of life trying to figure out something. .... what i saw from the other end , turned out to be an illusion... now i have braved to start again . Stop all momentum , acknowlege all mistakes, .... i'm looking for a fresh clean slate ?  ... Where is it? and will i know it when i see it ? But the biggest question is ....will it be another Illusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-110938635512878817?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/110938635512878817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=110938635512878817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/110938635512878817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/110938635512878817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/02/illusion.html' title='Illusion'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-110582236076613827</id><published>2005-01-15T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T15:52:40.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorant and Naive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://onlythewayiseeit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Guru's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10176777-110582236076613827?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/110582236076613827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=110582236076613827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/110582236076613827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/110582236076613827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2005/01/ignorant-and-naive.html' title='Ignorant and Naive'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176777.post-110581607315480143</id><published>2002-08-15T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T03:44:41.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation operation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The Chronicles of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Marias!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(all characters , however life like they may seem ..are purely fictional!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Part -one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;“Operation&lt;i&gt;; operation; operation just now. Call the Doctor; call the Dr call the doctor just now&lt;/i&gt; “…and the song went so on and so forth…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;I never really belonged to the school of thought, which lauded such poems with awfully bad rhyme schemes, especially for kids. I would always advocate that, a Taste should always follow &lt;i&gt;Paste&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Waste&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Fight&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Tight&lt;/i&gt; may precede &lt;i&gt;Might&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Height&lt;/i&gt;. One has to mention the &lt;i&gt;Fun-Nun-Bun-Stun-Run (&lt;/i&gt;no&lt;i&gt; pun &lt;/i&gt;intended&lt;i&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;, the &lt;i&gt;Noon-Swoon-Boon-Goon&lt;/i&gt; or the &lt;i&gt;Pen-Men-hen-Then&lt;/i&gt; combos. Gripping stuff, if u ask me and quite robust as well.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;But not on this occasion, this time it was the content that moved me. There are times when I, like so many others before and after my time, have laughed at the word&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“operation” as though they might have been “nincompoop”, “vicissitude” or “gurgle”, these are words that make u see the lighter side sometimes, what with being the bone of many a joke. But now I realize that it’s a word to be treated very seriously, with a morose face if you like. Grim, would be a better adjective to describe the face for this current situation.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;Well, i haven’t really told you why I have been dwelling on this painful subject of operation, has been quite a harangue, I admit. Just recently I had an operation for a Hernial condition that I found myself in, if that’s the right adjectival form I’m looking for. From that very moment I stopped seeing the lighter side of operations, in fact all I could see was the heavier side, literally so. One starts wondering, whether it is worth harboring a lighter side to these grotesque realities. It can be said in this context that a hernia is a true eye opener, figuratively speaking, of course.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What really causes a hernia is something I will never be sure of, and whatever small pieces of information are available to my cerebrum, or is it the cerebellum, don’t really give me any hope of explaining it too much better than the next person could. In fact the central problem here lies in the utterly gross nature of the complication, where the whole of one’s groin seems to be involved in some way or the other. The fact that I haven’t been a biology student has always left me wanting when it came to some such bold discussions on anatomy, especially as regards the private parts of either sex. Have always felt it won’t suit weaker audiences, a feeling I’m unable to shake off till date. So we shall conclude this part of our discussion by simply stating that, it does hurt, when u try to walk or talk. (refer to rhyme scheme- &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt; 2 ) and the area of pain accentuates it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;The pain was what I was actually hoping to enlighten you about. It’s sharp; unexpected; and above all painful. Imagine you land on a couch with your bottom facing upwards, and there is an upward pointing needle in the couch, near the center let us imagine, where would it hurt and how!!… Ouch (rhyme scheme block busters- refer p 2)…would be the fruits of your imagination, if that were the phrase I was looking for. So, that is the kind of hernial effect to which I had alluded to in the past. Also there are other things that will add insult to injury. As If the pain wasn’t bad enough, u have to contend with immobility. Walking is not tough, when u don’t walk. But when u try to, somehow you start feeling both your legs aren’t thinking similarly. Would’ve loved to put it that yours legs aren’t seeing eye to eye, but it should be kept in perspective that, the primary motive is not to confuse one’s reader. So I have refrained. One leg tends to feel en-vigor-ed, if that’s the right one, while the other enervated. With such complications arising with walking, the requirement for the usage of other verbs such as crawling, climbing, hopping, skipping, jumping, hop-skip-and-jumping etc is obviated. Also when one wants to laugh, all he can succeed with is a simper , a hiccup of some sort, to make things pretty clear to our esteemed readers. So, if you start laughing you would probably have to settle down crying. Crying, as is always there with life, is no holds bar. You can cry all you want and feel a happy man.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;One is of course confined to his home-sweet-home for what seems like a mini-eternity. This of course is achieved by denying one’s fundamental rights to scooter, go for a walk (, should a juggernaut run over you,), meet girlfriends, and to live a worthy enough life to suit an ugly li’l mole, which I’m sure is at least briefed of his/her rights before confinement. The boredom, like the idle-mind-is-the-devil’s-workshop situation, prompts one to suicidal tendencies, like it has driven the author to think, or even genocidal levels, like it has driven the author to write and publish.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;Now the crux of the issue really is, actually sensible people would have guessed by now, NO SEXUAL activity (period), I cant really say how long this period could be…. So any of the following two things are likely to result to the subject, viz. Die due to sex, or the lack of it. Simple. Other self-motivating activities are not found to be fatal but their effects have been gross and lasting. The whole feeling stands magnified if the subject, as the present one is, in a kissing sabbatical with his girlfriend, the analogy may be extended to females, however the author wishes to express that he is no expert on female hernial aftermath. Details of the above sabbatical cannot be published due to a very deeply personal emotion associated with it. Hrrrmmph. So, that does it. Moral of the story: never ever laugh at a man who just now told u he had an operation. Special sympathy advocated for the hernial kind! Keep that in mind!! (Super-block-buster rhyme, you know where to go!).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;- Sairam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&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/10176777-110581607315480143?l=aasaidosai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/feeds/110581607315480143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10176777&amp;postID=110581607315480143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/110581607315480143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10176777/posts/default/110581607315480143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aasaidosai.blogspot.com/2002/08/operation-operation.html' title='Operation operation'/><author><name>Sairam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
