<?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-26667613</id><updated>2011-12-14T09:25:19.476+05:30</updated><category term='year'/><category term='2008'/><category term='eddie vedder'/><category term='log'/><title type='text'>Mosh</title><subtitle type='html'>"Mosh" tries to dump all the frustration that develops with the day-to-day life.Its just another way of living life, the alter ego way.. dumping all the hatered frustration, anger into the infinite public space is aimed at seeking some counselling, friendship, or "booing" maybe 'cuz that gives the "fire" to live, after all. This is all for my intellectual growing on any front philosophical,psychological ...'n' whatever.I am still anticipating the corporate professionalism to take over me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-2372432330761265812</id><published>2009-01-08T09:31:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:08:30.464+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='log'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eddie vedder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>The Year Log !  [2008]</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d24f7fcd69c18262" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd24f7fcd69c18262%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331040169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C617139A19A2EDE64588C3BC1EB4A164FD242F6.13A1CDB049AC8E8C6A05FC6437827D4AE4AB39DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd24f7fcd69c18262%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDBp69KeMhYT2WDihiM-TdITvEGA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd24f7fcd69c18262%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331040169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C617139A19A2EDE64588C3BC1EB4A164FD242F6.13A1CDB049AC8E8C6A05FC6437827D4AE4AB39DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd24f7fcd69c18262%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDBp69KeMhYT2WDihiM-TdITvEGA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-2372432330761265812?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d24f7fcd69c18262&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2372432330761265812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=2372432330761265812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/2372432330761265812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/2372432330761265812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-log-2008.html' title='The Year Log !  [2008]'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-6668056619476073710</id><published>2007-12-31T16:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:44:47.634+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Year Log!</title><content type='html'>On the last day of another year passing by, I thought i should log into my page some things that would mark the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends, I made&lt;/strong&gt; - 3 The figure is really beguiling : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Revived Old relations&lt;/strong&gt; - NONE, Don’t even want to, I want to move at a pace, so that past should never be able to catch me। Bygone is Bygone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Met Old folks&lt;/strong&gt; - 5, All of them were high school guys. Ok, so-called friends, some them haven’t changed at all, some have got overly matured (rather, have become indifferent), and some can still be as good as high school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feelings&lt;/strong&gt; - Being a human, I am bound to have, but I am striving hard to wean myself off these. (Sounds big?? :P, Meet me the day I scribble "Successfully Evolved" on this very page)&lt;br /&gt;Being indifferent to every God damn thing in this world is a treasure, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationship&lt;/strong&gt; - It’s been a discovery channel, you get both kinds of things, some of them foul but some have real good fragrance. Its been kind of the same experience when you drug yourself more, you like it at the same time you repent injecting so much into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lessons Learnt&lt;/strong&gt; - "Learn more to survive better". "Stop being an advocate of sloth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolutions for the next year&lt;/strong&gt; - Great guys don’t talk :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Commandments issued in the interest of general public for the following 365 days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1)&lt;/strong&gt; Fuck off, If you feel I am a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2)&lt;/strong&gt; For God's sake STOP poking your extra long nose in my affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(3)&lt;/strong&gt; IF you are under the impression that befriending me is a business, which you can employ to exploit my resources, stick a bullet-proof jacket to your chest, I really might shoot you right in the head the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(4)&lt;/strong&gt; When I am sitting silent, I am NOT thinking against you. I am just trying to whet my brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(5)&lt;/strong&gt; I might come to you with a book that I might write this year, "Assholes of the Century", Do sign into it. I am planning to collect autographs of all the samples I base the book upon, I request you not to deprive me of that honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(6)&lt;/strong&gt; Buy me some "common sense" from the Food Mart. I am really hungry for that, for whatever questions that I have, people answer, “Its common sense”. I must have missed that corridor where you guys were vaccinated for "Use-your-brains" virus, before actually being discarded to this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(7)&lt;/strong&gt; If you want to defeat me use logic, no considerations for emotions please. Trust me, I am modest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(8)&lt;/strong&gt; When I talk sex, don’t frown at me, have you ever thought which of your parents' mistake brought you here? SAY NO TO HYPROCRISY. As our culture doesn't teach you to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(9)&lt;/strong&gt; STOP contradicting your own statements, I feel bad when I pick it up. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feathers in my Cap received from real gentlemen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Perfect Jackass&lt;/em&gt;" - Do you remember? I was laughing my nuts out when you complimented me with this। Refer to commandment #2, I wrote it just for you।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You can do nothing in life&lt;/em&gt;" - Talk to me after 5 years. ALL commandments were targeted at you. But anyways, you were an inspiration. Thanks for that. :)&lt;br /&gt;And haan, you better commit suicide; I'll get you the cyanide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You're a Misogynist, don’t ever marry&lt;/em&gt;" - You sure, you talking about the breed? And listen, I WILL marry :D .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Knit picker&lt;/em&gt;" - Sorry!! :( I sincerely deserved this one. :D wont pick your knit again...;) ha ha.... Read commandment# 9. Exclusively for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, gentlemen, just to inform you, Some expert hands flicked my mobile phone :(, I have lost all the contacts. CIA, Mossad, FBI, ISI, RAW and the Scotland Yard guys are really bothered about the whereabouts of my phone and hey….Al-Qaeda guys, If you reading this, do be mannered enough to gimme back my phone, I loved it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........So the dice rolls, sit tight, ENJOY LIFE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh forgot.......Rock for the next 365 days :) Have a blast, everyday...........Cheers!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-6668056619476073710?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6668056619476073710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=6668056619476073710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/6668056619476073710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/6668056619476073710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcome-to-new-world.html' title='The Year Log!'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-175749549617340036</id><published>2007-11-12T12:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-12T12:13:04.374+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The No Asshole Rule.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, :) back again to bullshit, but i&amp;#39;d swear again this time , it&amp;#39;ll make sense if you would try to use even a pint of your gray matter. After Dennis Leary&amp;#39;s famous number &amp;quot;I am an Asshole&amp;quot;!! I got&amp;nbsp; another sensible retort (okay!! for that matter, much more than a retort). So, if you tired of giving RedHat, Oracle, Sun, Microsoft certification exams, I highly recommend you to take this certification exam  &lt;a href="http://electricpulp.com/guykawasaki/arse/"&gt;http://electricpulp.com/guykawasaki/arse/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Syllabi : &lt;a href="http://maisonbisson.com/blog/post/11786"&gt;http://maisonbisson.com/blog/post/11786&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Infact I would say that this test should be mandated for every induction program that any company conducts for its fresh batch of scape goats. [Oops!! sorry , Graduate Trainee Engineers!! :P]. And next time you witness your boss blabbering the usual stuff - gather guts and refer to him the&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot; &lt;strong&gt;must read&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; The No Asshole Rule. Its a social bible. Hats off to Bob Sutton!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Great Going Commerades!!&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;I am WORST at what I do the BEST and for this GIFT i feel BLESSED. -- Nirvana &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-175749549617340036?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/175749549617340036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=175749549617340036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/175749549617340036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/175749549617340036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-asshole-rule.html' title='The No Asshole Rule.'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-5698784894602739883</id><published>2007-07-29T21:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:23:05.078+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bingo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Greatness about this post??... An act of usurp, a defiance again!!... :)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;Some great IT minds at my office&amp;nbsp; think,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;they&amp;nbsp;can get pesky to stop me from bloggin.. :) but I am writin again , aint that Cool?!?!&amp;nbsp; It aint no hackin buddy, its google uncle again .! :) I LOVE &amp;quot;google&amp;quot;, I LOVE &amp;quot;opensource&amp;quot;.... &lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I know the IT guys must be readin this too as m typin it..so I gotta a gift 4 ya Dude... - [&lt;strong&gt; my finger&lt;/strong&gt;..],it says, &amp;quot;UP UR&amp;#39;s&amp;quot; :D&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I wish the implicitly legal IT-spying, in companies, is also accompanied with some&amp;nbsp; EDU&lt;em&gt;fuckin&lt;/em&gt;CATION, GOD! tell them &amp;quot;Orkut&amp;quot; maybe &amp;quot;Personals and Dating&amp;quot;... blogspot&amp;#39;z NOT!!!&amp;nbsp; How can that shitty, sick &amp;quot;websense&amp;quot; box call it datin?? :O --- Damn the policy-makers!! &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;I am WORST at what I do the BEST and for this GIFT i feel BLESSED. -- Nirvana &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-5698784894602739883?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5698784894602739883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=5698784894602739883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/5698784894602739883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/5698784894602739883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/07/bingo_29.html' title='Bingo!!!'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-5451712994638900371</id><published>2007-06-18T14:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:49:28.597+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Wish List…</title><content type='html'>I want FREEDOM! – U chain me, and I’ll find ways to break it off or break your bones.&lt;br /&gt;I want to EVOLVE! – If you help me in this, you’ll be my GOD!, and by HIS grace I already have one.&lt;br /&gt;I want Challenges! &lt;br /&gt;I want to be MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;I’ll rather choose to Live on the Edge – ‘Cuz I hate morons!&lt;br /&gt;I want my GOD to always be “in” me!&lt;br /&gt;Call me an Asshole – I’ll love it, if u mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to say- “You are Good-for-nothing” to me – I’ll be impressed.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be all ALONE – That’s how I find the best in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U’ll be my best pal, if u gimme any one of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ If u think, m crazy, Drop yourself in an ocean, that’s exactly why God made so many of them along with you. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt; What I don’t want u to give me … &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…is Zeal -  I know how to produce that for myself in enough quantities!&lt;br /&gt;….is Advices, as to how to deal with people – I am confident enough, I have it in me.&lt;br /&gt;….is Emotions and Kisses – They penetrate right within and are Carcinogenic.&lt;br /&gt;….is Promises – If at all you mean it, I’ll read it right on your face. &lt;br /&gt;                             Words are used for fools, I am sorry, I am not one.&lt;br /&gt;….ur Company – I am not gregarious, goats are.&lt;br /&gt;….ur Sympathy – I’ll do it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don’t want you to say to me is “You’re NOT Courteous”- If I am not able to make it, I WONT fake it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don’t want you to say to me is “You’re Cool!” – I am confident I am! I don’t need your approval. I hate being labeled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don’t want you to say to me is “You’re Intelligent!” – I know what percentage of gray matter I have and what of it I use, your sarcasm shall be backfired with proper artillery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don’t want you to ask me is “How you doing??” – If your faculty of vision isn’t proper, that shouldn’t be by botheration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I DON’T WANT YOU TO THINK is –“HUH!?!, This smart ass thinks, he is a perfectionist”—&lt;br /&gt;                           Sooner or later you’ll have to believe my words!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deep-hearted thanks to the almighty who made me the way I am – I love U. and I love myself!&lt;br /&gt;Curahee!!  4 all those my-kind!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-5451712994638900371?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5451712994638900371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=5451712994638900371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/5451712994638900371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/5451712994638900371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-wish-list.html' title='My Wish List…'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-10919336665444468</id><published>2007-04-05T15:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:50:03.118+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Natural self is sexier.</title><content type='html'>Is social acceptance neccesary? Nah!!! I am not much confused on this. Well, I strongly feel its about being true. Being true to yourself and your commitments.Now, this "true" again is like Einsteins' principle of relativity, takes different shapes, sizes, colors depending upon the parameters that you have set for yourself. A majority of times, when people are preaching the "tact of living with oneself", to their friends, close ones, kids ('n' times like this when m writin this), they boil down to decent, maybe, well  thought conclusions, solutions to any damn problem on this planet,the question lies in the later part of their behavior- Do they follow their own "feasible" solutions?? I guess, No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, something like "How to be true to yourself in 21 days", would be the wierdest thing to write or suggest. Its about talking to your Instincts and Conscience.Both reside in our physical selves, one is raw and the other is polished.Society creates or decides none. And this is the best part of nature, I feel, irrespective of all the civilization that we keep boasting amongst ourselves, we seldom have a control over what we do, most of the times it has to be what the "other people" (society) would like. We act for a social acceptance.Again perspectives at action though, but I believe exposing our natural self has more intensity than any kind of masking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are genetically rational, we dont run the risk of sabotaging our own "Image" if we expose our natural self.I wonder at times, why  at all do people take up pretentions?? Natural behavior is more alluring,sexier. Moreover, pretentions are never fun, as there is always  a background processing done in our brains, which will time and again make them realize that all they're establishing of themselves are hollow. But who cares?!? as it is really easy to supress the voice of our conscience, there is never a question of a physical proof of doing that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very few here actually live for the society, everybody lives for their own selves, then why the hypocrisy???Most of us when talk, talk as if we were the utmost beneficiary of the societies we live in, whereas all of us know that all those big "talks" were for the company of the drunk men and had nothing to do with anybody's actual concern.The closest that you can compare the society is your clothes. We dont live with our clothes gentlemen, even when they stick to us 24x7.Its the conscience that we live with,its the judgement that we make, we live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anything which is "social" is shedable,ephimeral!! Now, the choice becomes pretty simple, since it is preached to - "Live as if there is no tommorow...", why do we have to push ourselves so hard, so often, to such extremes that we tend to loose our individuality??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when you have the slightest inkling while making a decision, hold on for a few seconds and think over, U deciding it for your conscience or for the society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the ruler be the Conscience,&lt;br /&gt;and the killer be your Confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curahee 4 all who hate Hypocrisy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-10919336665444468?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/10919336665444468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=10919336665444468' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/10919336665444468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/10919336665444468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/04/natural-self-is-sexier.html' title='Natural self is sexier.'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-294221183735521967</id><published>2007-02-26T16:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:44:58.909+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to mice.</title><content type='html'>Its like a mice in a maze,&lt;br /&gt;searching for his own face&lt;br /&gt;tryin to hunt down his ace&lt;br /&gt;He is stuck on these&lt;br /&gt;the chocolate,cherry and the cheese .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just started has "the race"&lt;br /&gt;and he never has no base,&lt;br /&gt;but he wants his face, so bad.&lt;br /&gt;All other guys are set for a shot&lt;br /&gt;He is fuckin confused,&lt;br /&gt;and confusion is all that he has got&lt;br /&gt;Tries to run around, writes down in pain&lt;br /&gt;Wondering,If a few html is all that I gain&lt;br /&gt;then its all in vain!! And a Big time shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was on the right track [FM]&lt;br /&gt;but certainly on the wrong train. [~FM]&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Its like a engine in the drain&lt;br /&gt;no power, no code but my own reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give this song a positive end&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, it kick starts just below the bend&lt;br /&gt;maybe, right then when it seems a dead end&lt;br /&gt;Lots of questions now, but its just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Let me sleep now, mommy,&lt;br /&gt;when I wake up,I just wont scream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll kick hard till I shine&lt;br /&gt;you can call me a nut now&lt;br /&gt;but I shall NOT ever whine.&lt;br /&gt;If HE is the truth,I'll get it through the shine&lt;br /&gt;and if you call it off&lt;br /&gt;M gonna re-assure myself with time&lt;br /&gt;that maybe you were right sometime but I am bound to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the mice is new in the maze&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, Its all a haze now, 'cuz of the phase now&lt;br /&gt;Someday the mice will fly right in the sky&lt;br /&gt;maybe he'll take time to rhyme and mime&lt;br /&gt;And, did I tell you, he is bound to spark a Blitzkrieg ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unneccesary Assertion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A crap is a crap only until its not in the rap (recognized)&lt;br /&gt;So, When I zap the gap (succeed), wont even stay to hear ur tap (Wow!!s)&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, SHUT UP!!,and just dont yap!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unnecessary Companion text to the Ode:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Chocolate – Career Success/Name ‘n’ fame /Money&lt;br /&gt;Cherry – Sex/Libido&lt;br /&gt;Cheese – Emotions, it’s the tornado which leaves the mice in a state as lumpy as a piece of cheese.&lt;br /&gt;HTML pages – refers to the blog.&lt;br /&gt;"below the bend"- the point of time when he feels to give up, as he cannot "bend" under the pressure of performing&lt;br /&gt;rhyme - to live as he desires, but in sync with the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;mime - necessary hypocrisy that he has to adopt to sail smooth in this "society"&lt;br /&gt;[FM] = phrases directly/indirectly stolen from Styles of Beyond,(FM).Believe Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-294221183735521967?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/294221183735521967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=294221183735521967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/294221183735521967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/294221183735521967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/02/ode-to-mice_26.html' title='An Ode to mice.'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-3852371587388459135</id><published>2007-02-26T14:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T14:42:55.618+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No Fuel..No Fire..But lots of Desire.</title><content type='html'>I feel its a time to mark, have no words of mine, so I choose to borrow 'em from some guys I admire, to say some I have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hey, I used to have a little bit of a plan&lt;br /&gt;Use ta'    Have a concept of where I stand&lt;br /&gt;But that concept slipped right outta my hand&lt;br /&gt;And nowI don't really even know who I am&lt;br /&gt;Yo&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do&lt;br /&gt;What I have to do to break free'&lt;br /&gt;N whatever happens to youWe'll see&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna happen with me&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;Back then&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were just like me&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who could see all the pain I see&lt;br /&gt;But youProved to me unintentionally&lt;br /&gt;That you would self destruct eventually&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinkin' like the mistake I made doesn't hurt&lt;br /&gt;But its not gonna work&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's really much worse&lt;br /&gt;Than I thought&lt;br /&gt;I wished you were something you were not&lt;br /&gt;And now this guilt is really all that I got&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;] - Styles of Beyond (FM), Believe Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Pain, 4 all with me!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-3852371587388459135?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3852371587388459135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=3852371587388459135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/3852371587388459135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/3852371587388459135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-fuelno-firebut-lots-of-desires.html' title='No Fuel..No Fire..But lots of Desire.'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-117102212705023455</id><published>2007-02-09T17:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-09T18:49:03.570+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dark or Sick - Neither its just a Free mind.</title><content type='html'>I am too much into criticizing things, people, attitudes, mobs, politicians, and what not? Its perfectly hardwired into me so I can, just not "let it go", if I happen to witness something that I don’t like. Now, all I am wondering is – "Is this a Dark behavior or am I mentally Sick?" Well, I don’t intend any part of this post to be some kind of a "confession script", it’s just a passing thought scribbled in as raw format as I can. Sometime back when I was trying to analyze this behavior of mine, instigated by a furious reaction by my girl friend, I thought I was expecting perfection. But there is much more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to call it Dark because most of the times I react to most of the conventional and socially accepted norms. It kicks in as an act of defiance guided by instincts, eventually surges into an infinite criticism, as I am forced to abide by those conventions. I have enacted certain behaviors just for the heck of "breaking-the-rules", to break the boredom of the main stream of life. I just don’t bother what you think about what I am, yes I am trying to justify my actions. Basically, I don’t hate people but I hate "templates". Social norms are often just practiced without using much of brains, seems as if you have a guiding star in the form of "rules" .My question is where does it lead you? To the beaten tracks? So that you can live just as all those zillions of cockroaches who framed these rules?. It’s a simple logic, no animal instinct can be so damn benign to allow you to go ahead in the race. I strongly believe ALL of us have that instinct. When, I have no plans to revolutionize or reform the society, why in the name of Satan, has this already screwed up society to mess up with my life. I don’t suggest to challenge the rules of the space and time, I am perfectly fine with them, but those, that the society "expects" from you is to be a pure shit wrapped up in a fashionable fabric. I guess, those who framed the rules where 200% cynical but intellectual people, they never wanted others to discover better options. My expectations are very simple, give me "space" and I will drive myself, which I shall do otherwise too, but then you should not blame me for the unpolished cold behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of paradoxical right? Those who very patiently abide by these rules are termed "regular fellas", "Not so Cool ones", further simpler ones are called "assholes", and those who fire up against all this are called "Rogues", "Unpolished ones", "basically Savage " guys. It’s very interesting to note, that the higher the level of sophistication (rule followers, in accepted terms) in the society, the higher is the crime rate (I am not suggesting that this is the only reason for crime, but the pent-up definitely contributes), look at the number of psychological disorder cases in such societies. Just try counting the number of counter cultures breeding heavily in all the first world countries. Makes the little satan inside me feel happy, I have a company out there. I am definitely a part of a counter-culture. By-the-way, its also very interesting to note that most of the current day fabric fashion is a pure contribution of one such counter-cultures. Thereby proving that the main stream society is a parasite, it’s a perfect display of hypocrisy, and since they try to fabric a lot in to our lives, its a virus too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had read it somewhere, sounds quite true:&lt;br /&gt;"Human Mind is like a parachute, It works ONLY when it’s open"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I detoured about the stuff a little, but I guess, I was able to justify that sometimes my behavior is just a hatred for something that comes out verbally, many times just because I am not able to gather the guts to defy these in action, other times I choose to "shut up", and many other times I am a part of those masses who happily choose to be circumvented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it’s neither Dark nor Sick. As I see many Gurus around, who have successfully achieved what they had aimed for. It is just that I belong to a counter –culture and not the main stream. Criticizing all of these gives me the Fuel, the Fire and I am sure will also give me all that I desire. I have the faith, God keep my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curahee 4 all who respect Originality.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Again, its just perspectives, m no separate 4m d common, but if you feel m wrong, be prepared 4 my finger, when I prove my point on a material plane.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-117102212705023455?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/117102212705023455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=117102212705023455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/117102212705023455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/117102212705023455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/02/dark-or-sick-neither-its-just-free_09.html' title='Dark or Sick - Neither its just a Free mind.'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-117092094313529234</id><published>2007-02-08T13:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:40:11.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Personal Sphere is ONLY what I expect from you.</title><content type='html'>A social circle and friends are very essential for an individual's proper growth, "proper" here is, that which &lt;em&gt;"seems to be sane"&lt;/em&gt; with respect to the present configuration of the society and its expectations from any individual. No wonder, we join the race of expectations, pretty soon after our entry to this world. It will be redundant to mention that as any system grows it evolves, and its evolution thouroghly depends on the "vision" of the architects of the 'system'. In this context , that is the society, I see that we have a major problem, reason - We have got too many architects. Wont discuss issues like who is the major architect,actually its almost clearly visible that politicians contribute a lot, but, lets not get into that shit, as they aren't the only ones. [Sorry for the word.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping down one more stratum, if we look at personal levels, we find so many architects in the form of people around us.They tend to strongly influence our behavior, and our individuality.Now, this is my botheration,has been for quite sometime now, people tend to architect absolutely every bit of your life. Specially, those who are close, my point is, getting into personal matters is absoluetly fine either if the subject invites you for that OR you have serious genuine concerns about him.But, we as "friends" should demarcate this intervention at a place. Nobody likes invasion of their personal space. The reaction might be subtle, or blatant but the fault is yours who tried invading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have at many places witnessed that this personal shpere is not respected by our close ones. Close may be to any extent of the word, that, depends upon the person. Here the tacit protocol that the "society" follows is of being to the extremes. If you dont let them enter your space, you are sick/not social and pretty much NOT Cool, so they will happily outcast you. And if you choose to do that, your "private" issues mostly will find a kingly treatment at the coffee tables, and you will be a grape vine hero, which i guess nobody would like. Now, here again, I'd like to switch to my favourite social topic - Hypocrisy. Time and again i've been stressing many examples desparately proving that most of us are big time propogators of the theory. Nobody likes it, still most of the common guys would practise it, for the only reason that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are not being "stripped" in public. I bet, a major part of the society is mentally sick, they have a parasitic behavior.This is one place where i can boldly put &lt;strong&gt;Most of the times a majority means all the fools are on one side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boiling down again to "close" ones, I feel that irrespective of the closeness, of the subject and the "friend", one should leave some space for either to "grow up", infact I see that behaviour as "respecting" the other guys' social being. One of my friend incidently termed this "gap" as hypocrisy, I maintain, it is just "respecting" other's private space, if this sounds ambigious, and not clear, I'd suggest an oxford dictionary and some patience to look into that for the meaning of the word hypocrisy. The idea is to maintain a very healthy "relationship" between the two, it will be definitely easier , if people start understanding the importance of personal spaces.The general reacting mindset is, if you dont choose to tell me something, you either dont trust me, so you dont consider me as your intimate friend OR you're just being rude for no reason. Why should one see that angle at all?? Instead, a proper gentleman's behavior, should be to backoff when you pick up such hints, else you're pushing your close friend into a fix, an embarresment. I guess, one should not be trying to architect everything in anyones life. There are people who react pretty blatant to such invasions, maybe they look at you as in "Just BACKOFF Dude!!", you dont have to &lt;em&gt;'label' &lt;/em&gt;him for that, its the perpective that a majority of us have to develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we have serious genuine concerns, as i mentioned earlier, we can choose to poke him every now 'n' then, but still the self drawn delineation should not be stepped over.Adolf Hitler, in Mein Kampf, briskly mentions the importance of this space in earlier pages.As a matter of fact, if you observe, most great men, had lived with themselves more than what they lived with the society.It induces maturity, sense and has got great oppurtunities to foresee , instore for us. If (Now, that is a big IF, 'n' pretty idealistic) we start respecting the personal spheres, we are in turn also doing a social work to help the other guy grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;Above written is pure my perception of the point, It might clash with that of yours, in that case - no offences intented, even otherwise, I am not preaching. Just executing my democratic rights. &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/26667613-117092094313529234?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/117092094313529234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=117092094313529234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/117092094313529234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/117092094313529234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/02/personal-sphere-is-only-what-i-expect.html' title='Personal Sphere is ONLY what I expect from you.'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-117006336842361173</id><published>2007-01-29T14:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-29T15:15:04.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nihilism or just Over-sckepticism???</title><content type='html'>I've been acting on either of these 4 a long long time now, certain crucial phases/decisions/situations passed by me zooming right away into the history pages leaving an ache in the heart as fallouts from the explosion. I'm not sure which one?? The problem is absolutely every second important thing in my life takes this very course, being void from all this, if I keep moving, I see no end to this repetition of events. And being aware forces me to use either of these tools again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder if humans really have control over their minds, or what they think is "control" is some form of an illusion? I'd better now assume the later. Cuz, being in doldrums has been a common thing for me and trust me gentlemen, it pains each time as much as it would for the first time ever. I often visualize myself as the one who never drives on the "right lane", still throttles a lot of his energy in the wrong track - result, the above paragraph. But, I am as certain of the fact (as in the spelling of my name), that I'll drive myself back to a situation like this, again and again, until I invite the armageddon for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a shame for a human to repeatedly commit blunders and still not learn the proper ways.Since hope holds the world, so I execute some of it, to sheid myself from the on-comming shame and pray to HIM that someday, I might successfully conquer my mind ,and&lt;br /&gt;Never should come the day, when I shall prefer hating myself. - Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-117006336842361173?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/117006336842361173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=117006336842361173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/117006336842361173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/117006336842361173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2007/01/nihilism-or-just-over-scke_117006336842361173.html' title='Nihilism or just Over-sckepticism???'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-116349778419182465</id><published>2006-11-14T15:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:34:33.270+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I never wanna "Loose Myself"</title><content type='html'>Being alone is a boon in disguise !!! Millions of people around the globe like to be alone, so do I. Here, when i talk of ppl being alone I just dont include those who choose to do so for beaten track reasons, in which case they're escaping certain facts, realities of life, which is indeed detrimental to their living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are loners in my sense of the word have an agenda in their lives, they know the truth to atleast an extent that they can find out proper rational solutions for any problems in their lives.TO live and live like a cockroach is not being a human at all - that is how, many around live, though they keep rephrasing that they want an identity for themselves.(I may be wrong in ur perspective but thts just my observation).I belong to this category!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel very sorry for myself at times because I dont want to loose myself in the crowd. But Only God knows what am I heading to. As, my style of shabby, extremely unorganized and casual living never leads to the success path.The only good thing that I feel i have in me is that I love to be alone, now here is where the success story starts, pretty bold statement for anybody my age, but I am SURE of that.[Maybe I return to writing this blog after that too.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying alone instills in you the right amount of calories you require to focus yourself to future.The most important constituent of working for success is diligence which comes easy with being alone as one can easily "keep the fire burning".I strongly feel that lonliness and depression is a platinum combination, anybody having both is lucky enough as God has given you the lifetime oppurtunity to escalate yourself, I've got 'n' examples to substantiate this, Kalidasa,[a famous poet in India, believed at large to attain salvation] is one,and if you think he is pretty old an example to follow then have a look at the biography of Marshall Mathers [a.k.a. EMINEM, The 21st centuary's greatest hip-hop rapper], the living legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, this world sees this "oppurtunity" as a sick state of mind, and comes up with remedies!!!.I told you this society is sick !!! The only extra, and the most important component is realizing this with a sense of maturity. U can indeed usher youself to any stardom you feel like.Have you ever felt energy ebbing from every pore of your body ??? I am sure most of us at some point of time must have had this experience, you feel you take up absolutely any job and you'll slam it down successful the very next minute. Thats what I am talking about, that is the stage you reach best prolonged when you channalize your depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great people have at all the times given great statements, one of them is, "The greatest weakness can be your greatest asset"... I am talking how to do this.Kurt Kobain, a great singer had written this down in his suicide note "Its better to burn out than to fade away", so while you burn out and can find ways how not to fade away, I guess its doubly better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you complain of being pestered by situations and prepare yourself to verbally assault the almighty,give youself a second, sit back and think, you're goin to curse someone who has given you the best gift HE could to boost anything in you that you want to. Hail God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curahee...4 all the loners!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-116349778419182465?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/116349778419182465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=116349778419182465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/116349778419182465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/116349778419182465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-never-wanna-loose-myself.html' title='I never wanna &quot;Loose Myself&quot;'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-116125731813111204</id><published>2006-10-19T16:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:38:26.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Most of the Shits are fired as jokes!</title><content type='html'>Well, venting out after a very long time :-(.... I've of lately started believing that most of the rhetors placed by people around us in the form of comments/compliments/jokes are actually meant just as they are said. Most of the people , as of what I could observe, are actually quite smart at practising this habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of such "jokes" which are very meticulously enveloped with some hahas are actually quite indicative of what the other person thinks about you. Now here is where a little observation comes into the scene - U must actually know when a person is actually kidding and when he means it. But, beware guys !!! I bet , every joke cracked , by absolutely anybody, anytime, always has some fact around which it is built up , its an observation which has been manipulated a little (taking precise care NOT to disturb the rhetor that hez shooting) so that the victim (of the joke) doesn't feel as bad as he would've felt with a blatant remark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part, this can actually come to you as a very comfortable tool to know exactly what others think/feel about you. (Obviously this kind of a behaviour takes place only during formal or semi-formal occasions) Since I dont believe that , our lives are a joke, nothing in this society ought to be taken as a joke. And I feel, gettin serious and subtly observant at times when people are busy enjoying the superficial world makes you understand your society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you might counter my thoughts with the question - So, we are never meant to enjoy !?! , if we develop this kind of an attitude??&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think enjoying rhetors on yourself is a sign of perfect foolishness.So, never let a word go unanalysed, after all you havent got neurons only to earn money !?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful part, here is that ,such people are so weak-minded that they are not able to swallow their own shits when you throw the same back at 'em !!! So next time you be at a party just switch on all your transducers and Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-116125731813111204?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/116125731813111204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=116125731813111204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/116125731813111204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/116125731813111204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2006/10/most-of-shits-are-fired-as-jokes.html' title='Most of the Shits are fired as jokes!'/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-115881472670393288</id><published>2006-09-21T10:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:38:52.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ghosts are no more than residual images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 98% of the times that I'm asked by my friends whether do I believe in ghosts? I'm promptly with a big NO ,'n' so many half crafted logic which actually convince me against the existence of this shitty thing. I’m still left with the 2% of uncertainty not because I sometimes start wondering, but because something in me forces me to believe in supernatural existence, but gentlemen, certainly NOT ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, allow me to explain, how do I perceive these stories and remain happy for the rest of your life, but there is a sincere request from my side if you are still interested in reading ahead - "Please read and think with an open mind" and NOT with a biased feeling which will never allow you answer my questions &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explain the following with a logical deduction,(Scientific approaches ONLY, 'n' NOT based on stories that you've heard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· How does a dead man suddenly gain so much of extra (supernatural) energy?&lt;br /&gt;· How do u define life? And then explain the "lives" of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;· Why do these "encounters" always happen during a remote/lonely/dark place??&lt;br /&gt;· Why are the "encounters" always periodic??&lt;br /&gt;· Why do "Ghosts" always have a "negative" motive??&lt;br /&gt;· How can a bundle-of-energy (soul) suddenly develop EMOTIONS???&lt;br /&gt;· Do you sincerely feel that the present biological knowledge base has actually mapped the overall capabilities of a human brain - Isn't it capable of "creating" Hallucinations???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My interpretations: - &lt;br /&gt;Human brain is too creative, way too imaginative to create images, voices to provide a channel (vent) to all the mysterious stories, which are embedded deep within its subconscious. It is just a method to substantiate its beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the brain need to substantiate that?&lt;br /&gt;   answer:- Sigmon Freud , Pleasure theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rephrasing it , "encounters" with ghosts are nothing more than another form of dreams, its a dream with eyes wide open that makes us confident about the experience and then we contribute to the tale building up. I know this might not be convincing to many of you, but just hold on and think a little- have you ever had a dream about which you had never thought about?? NEVER, that doesn't just happen. It cannot happen because your brain is capable of creating only those visions for which you already have a concept, and when your subconscious doesn't have even the faintest idea about anything it will never be able to create ghosts. My point is - most of us who actually believe in these have actually unconsciously trained our brains in accepting/believing ghosts thereby making it well equipped to construct all that for which it has been tutored. The whole issue is that it (our brain) does that in the most unexpected situations, whenever it is triggered by favorable circumstances like a remote/lonely/dark (whatever) place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To substantiate my point I’d wish to ask you a question - why are kids not bothered (unless cooked by their parents/movies/peers) about these encounters???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a simple example of "Hebbian Learning", brothers... end of story!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not just the physical arrangement that your brain is searching for, obviously your thought processes are quite potent to trigger those live-dreams (depends on how strong you believe) for instance you might suddenly "meet" a ghost right in your own bedroom where you've been sleeping very comfortably for years together, if you've watched a horror movie recently. Did u ever think as to how could your room get haunted suddenly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the punch line is that you dream, eyes-wide-open (you hallucinate) and start the chain reaction of polluting other innocent/ignorant minds with such a force-of-experience that the poor human actually ends up sharing your plight,in the literal sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, add some exceptional goodies of the human mind and you're ready to rock. I’ll tell ya what I mean -- We got stuffs like&lt;br /&gt;· the sixth sense, working parallely (EVERYBODY has it, some more some less), depends how attached or clean you are.&lt;br /&gt;· Telepathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, lemme give you some boring statistics , human mind is no less than a supercomputer, and after mixing all these into one idea , dont you feel its quite credible, when your central nervous system actually fools your senses by transmitting all of the subconscious creations. Trust me !! OR google out some of these kind of behaviors from the highway, that what you actually cover with a skull-cap is way too far than what you actually think, sometimes it just tricks you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionary defines ghost also known as the Spirit as "the principle of conscious life; the vital principle in humans, animating the body or mediating between body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;          "Now, when it is the principle of "conscious" life how do you think can it have its existence when the body departs from all its consciousness?? &lt;br /&gt;           OR , when it is the one which "animates" your body, then how does it work after the body gets de-animated??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody gives me a logical answer to all of these questions, I’ll be personally too obliged to him for explaining to me such an important concept to which I have remained ignorant for so many years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please analyze these w.r.t all that I said (Again with an open mind!!)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.prairieghosts.com/clothes.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yourghoststories.com/real-ghost-stories.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I'd love any criticism on this.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-115881472670393288?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/115881472670393288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=115881472670393288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/115881472670393288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/115881472670393288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2006/09/ghosts-are-no-more-than-residual.html' title=''/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-115865433270334324</id><published>2006-09-19T13:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:20:05.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to  know the truth and Never wonder Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay m Sorry God!! After one of my friends somehow made me remember that : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Sometimes things happen to you at the time that may seem horrible, painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would never realize your potential, strength, will power or heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test limits of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve started feeling guilty about blaming you; it’s a weak perpetually perplexed human mind after all. I sometimes reason out the bad happenings with the above stated thoughts but as I said “weak mind”…. Huh!!! Finds it easier to find faults with external beings/things ‘n’ then feels pretty comfortable shedding the responsibility from its shoulders, I sometimes don’t like this attitude in myself ,when I do that, but that’s a default action our ego prefers, and its not always, that one should blame oneself for all that doesn’t go our way , ‘cuz maybe it is actually sbs/sths fault… what I need to do is to strike a brilliant balance between both of these conflicting attitudes [which is just NOT as easy to practice as it is to write here] Nyways, maybe venting it out this way might help me evolve better. &lt;br /&gt;Thought Diversion:&lt;br /&gt;I feel this very strongly that only two of the extreme kinds of people actually lead a happy ‘n’ contented life, one who’re at the creamy layer of the society, because of the simple fact that they are the ones who are least “bound” by the stupid rules of the society, even if they cross the boundaries; nobody actually gives a damn about it.&lt;br /&gt;Coming, to the other faction of people who “live” are those residing at the creamy layers, the mind-set there is just the same as the previous faction of people-“they don’t have to think twice ” to execute whatever they want. Now, the obvious question is where do we lie??? And can we ever “live” because we are mostly like those insects who are spawned in masses (sorry 4 tht word, but give urself a min, it is tht way), breath in masses ‘n’ finally get extinct in masses—so gentlemen, where do we make the difference??? And, still we keep boasting about our inflated gray matter!!! We keep gloating about the technological advancements that we’ve done … hey!! Hold on a minute, ’n’ just answer my questions.&lt;br /&gt;Thought Offshoot:&lt;br /&gt;I am not much frustrated about the fact that I don’t belong to either of those slabs (‘cuz that was Gods decision), what hits me even deeper most of the times is that this is so much of a double-crosser society we’re happily adjusting to. Take technology for an instance, all those who actually contribute to get nothing as compared to the power players, look right out from your cubicle, you find the big guys (managers!!) carrying a better pay-check at the end of the month. Nuts!!! don’t  we understand that its always , bloody we  who put up till 3 AM, who design ‘n’ crack all our neurons to meticulously carve out what the big guys “sell” using all tricks of diplomacy to the rest of the world… best part, carrying a heavier check!!! Why do these guys have to feel so good about the people “management” as if we were some furniture, huh?!?! Look at the terms they’ve come up with “Human Resources”, pathetic. Pathetic, more because we are treated in the “business” no more than a “resource”, more like a piece of log and less like brains!!. It is so, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; High time, techies resort to some kind of defiance to this shit , I am not talking non-sense, people!, we have those examples too, just to quote something quite significant the “open source” and the “free source” revolutions started by Richard.M.Stallman and Eric.S.Raymond just because they didn’t like the way “big guys” came up with the proprietary concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I pray that God give me all the required position ‘n’ the spirit so that one day I come up against all the atrocities done to our neurons. Curaahee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-115865433270334324?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/115865433270334324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=115865433270334324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/115865433270334324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/115865433270334324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-want-to-know-truth-and-never-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-115858187308552456</id><published>2006-09-18T17:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:47:54.273+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a very long time i've satisfied my negativity by actually criticizing ppl to the core ... Ya :-) me feeling too good actually , best part after doing tht I feel m on the top of the world (hardly matters ? ppl think , as it is me who has to live with myself 'n' not ppl)...Some of my really good friends actually counsel me everytime they see me complainin , 'n' at those times I understand but I guess my coefficient of restitution is zero 'n' I dont tend to imbibe those advices not because I give a damn but 'cuz I think m more of an egotist ... 'n' would hence prioritize my "feelings" than other "better" things. so 2day the target was my workplace :-) had lots of venom to spit but somehow felt tht I couldn channelize all tht I felt properly ..sometimes I feel I shud really unzip all the names to satify d little satan inside of me but its okay 'cuz m learnin to get more hypocrite :-) [hmmm... talkin polished trying to get a little professional :- ) ]But one thing is quite admirable huh ??? Gods really gr8... ya hez even gr8 at playin games lopsidedly and me has always been on the losing side of the game...Thank you God. I LOVE U.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-115858187308552456?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/115858187308552456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=115858187308552456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/115858187308552456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/115858187308552456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2006/09/after-very-long-time-ive-satisfied-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26667613.post-114589184769841372</id><published>2006-04-24T19:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-18T14:41:10.106+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well , I am generally of that kind who tries to "can-up" all that comes to his mind,  and as I said I am writin this from a different mind-set, actually following my alter ego who has asked me to dump all that goes on in my lazy neurons.I am actually seeking answers to some real tough questions&lt;br /&gt;* Why is that Life seems to be so tough all of a sudden?? Everything that you venture goes wrong, no matter anything that you do brings you to a state that forces you to feel that "I am the same old decaying organic matter and even God doesn't love me.".&lt;br /&gt;Well , most of us think that this is a pessimistic way of looking at things, even me but facts cannot be ignored, you start a day all fine , suddenly you inspite of being your natural self realize that you have just put an end to a real healthy long long realationship with a friend that was really important for you, next you break your spects [well, seems inignificant here but considering the fact that one is hysterically possesive/sentimental about it makes sense  I guess, yes there are people like me!!!], you lose a costly belonging that actually belongs to your roomie and you gotta replace that,[you never got something like that for yourself ever], and then your old friend eosnophilia comes back as a fulltime guest to you.....&lt;br /&gt;Well that is something that actually breaks you real time, ... thousands of sentimental tornadoes start whirling and you actually mess up with anything you start with such a mind set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26667613-114589184769841372?l=ritwaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/feeds/114589184769841372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26667613&amp;postID=114589184769841372' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/114589184769841372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26667613/posts/default/114589184769841372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritwaj.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-i-am-generally-of-that-kind-who_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Mosh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157951416010519009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
