<?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-31480844</id><updated>2011-09-26T14:40:06.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31480844.post-7044249093998187708</id><published>2007-08-23T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T16:51:54.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOW TO NAME IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone was to ask me wats the one thing I wud love to do anytime in ny life it would have to be listening to music. I have come a long way from the time when I was a small kid and used to come crawling to the music that would come before the doordarshan news started to now where I listen to something or the other all the time. I still remember the doordarshan music though , it used to make me feel kind of scared because of the sorrow tune but nevertheless it still attracted me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember listening to a lot of music in the latter half of my childhood too... the ones that made me feel relaxed. I never really realised that there is just too much of thought going on in my mind that even if I feel I am relaxing , I am probably not. I remember long car drives with my parents though , they were made special by those songs that made me feel calm as never ever !! Sometimes I wish that the only thing I did in life... Go on long drives with soothing music to entertain the ears !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More recently I am addicted to Rahaman. The music rendered by ar rahman has the same effect that I can imagine to have had in my early days... Soothing , relaxed , not worrying about anything in life !! At this point I guess I sympathize most with people who are deaf. They are probably missing out on one of the most expressive languages - MUSIC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that leads me to mozhi... amazing movie... and i realy really admire the way the director had so effectively conveyed his thoughts... What makes me happier is that the movie was a hit.. More often than not good movies are thoroughly ignored by the masses. So the movie has also given some new hope for some offbeat movies !! Well there ends my musical musing... Have fun ppl !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31480844-7044249093998187708?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/7044249093998187708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=7044249093998187708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/7044249093998187708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/7044249093998187708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-to-name-it-if-someone-was-to-ask-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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-31480844.post-4209731366511595829</id><published>2007-05-09T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T10:21:54.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;TAGGED !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Guess it was on the cards after&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://hoggsend.blogspot.com/"&gt;adi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;got one !! Anyways here goes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1.Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One on my eyebrow... Fell down and got stiches as a small kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. What is on the walls in your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been a poster lover. Like to see horses given an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. What does your phone look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aah my phone !! Looks ordinary but for the fact that the joystick is messed up... :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. What music do you listen to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anythin 'Rahmani'. Other favs include SEL , Yuvan and Harris. Listen to very select angrezzi songs... And yeah a lot of Instrumentals these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ASIN of course ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. What do you want more than anything right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Water.. Water !! Damn the Chennai heat !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. Do you believe in gay marriage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I dont care.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. What time were you born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. Are your parents still together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. What are you listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nothin as of now !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12. The last person to make you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Really dont remember..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;13. What is your favourite perfume/cologne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Escada/Brut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;14. What kind of hair/eye colour do you like on the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;15. Do you like pain killers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Not exactly like but dont mind using them once in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;16. Are you too shy to ask someone out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;17. Fave pizza topping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Onions, Garlic, Cheese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;18. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Vada Pav from Guptajis ( eatout near my school )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;19. Who was the last person you made mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A few friends of mine !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;20. Is anyone in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Plenty I believe ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lemme pass this to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theonerahul.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Rahul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theonerahul.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://kewl-jay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31480844-4209731366511595829?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4209731366511595829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=4209731366511595829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/4209731366511595829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/4209731366511595829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged-guess-it-was-on-cards-after-adi.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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-31480844.post-3663926802152662461</id><published>2007-05-04T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T07:29:05.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wats in a Name !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to think of it does it really matter what you are called as ? You would be the same person, doing the same things,  having the same level of successes. For the rest of my blog I am conciously going to keep out the topic of numerology and other "josiyams" because I simply do not believe in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how much does our name really matter to the kind of person we end up as ? At the onset all of us get pretty good names which make a lot of sense and sometimes describe a worthy virtue. I have heard phrases like " Live upto your name " and maybe these names are given to us in the hope that we attain the particular character. However given the same atmosphere and the influences would we not shape up the same way as we would have if we had been christened with some other name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all said , there is this particular attachment to one's name like none other. It gives you sense of identity and nothing else will suit you as a name. The only negative being that if you have a name starting from 'A' you have to suffer throughout school and yours will be in the first few names to be called out , whatever the occasion be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about names, I remember this character from the Faraway Tree series. He had forgotten his name and people ended up calling him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Watzisname. &lt;/span&gt;I am particularly mentioning this because as a reader I got accustomed to the name so much that even though he had found out his real name, I remember only the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it all comes down to getting used to the name you are given. It does not make a difference what you are called so long as you like your name and feel happy to be called that way !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31480844-3663926802152662461?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/3663926802152662461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=3663926802152662461' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/3663926802152662461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/3663926802152662461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2007/05/wats-in-name-coming-to-think-of-it-does.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31480844.post-2610821433026546820</id><published>2007-04-29T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:46:39.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340" height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5A36BB17.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=Art is a talent... A skill... &amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7B14E298.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=I love playing the keyboard !! &amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5CA8BFBC.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=Can never resist pizzas !! &amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1CC3FA29.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-177C0BDC.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1AF7A965.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2ED3857.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=Cant resist coffee either !! &amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-351AAC0D.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7ED3E231.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=Music is my passion&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3DA9302E.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1121B912.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=The sea always has that soothing effect on me... &amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5562BF4.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_791C6076.jpeg&amp;amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=SOFISTICAT&amp;amp;lovelabel=HOME SOUL&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&amp;amp;habitslabel=BACK TO BASICS&amp;uid=21316-63b6&amp;amp;srv=rb5"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=21316-63b6&amp;srv=rb5" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&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/31480844-2610821433026546820?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2610821433026546820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=2610821433026546820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/2610821433026546820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/2610821433026546820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2007/04/read-my-visualdna-get-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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-31480844.post-4179734372798041326</id><published>2007-04-18T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T10:32:50.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOODBYE MY DEAR FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days in life are certainly much more difficult than the others, today being one such day. It is all well and good to laugh your way through college but when the time comes to say the goodbyes, things are so damn different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my main thoughts has been what I am going to do without being in contact with my close friends. In the last 4 years I have taken it for granted and anything that I looked forward was always something to do with college. Now after attending my last day ever at college I wonder how I am going to manage without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on with life will be the best possible remedy, but the imprints friends leave behind will be there life long. Memories of these 4 years at college will be cherished by me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You my friends..... Thanks for being with me !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31480844-4179734372798041326?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4179734372798041326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=4179734372798041326' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/4179734372798041326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/4179734372798041326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2007/04/18042007-some-days-in-life-are.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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-31480844.post-422725915724137188</id><published>2007-04-17T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T07:50:29.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So its been a long gap from my blog.... More due to my laziness rather than anything else...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways its just funny that I think a lot about life generally... And here is a post about my take on it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time that I started making a note of it, I feel so many people helping me... I dont mean people who'm I am close to , my relatives or my friends. Just random people you meet in your day to day routines. Nameless and sometimes faceless people. A few months back something made me stand up and take note of those people. And believe me it really makes me feel good about being a human. I am going to go ahead and list a few incidents I do remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this DHL courier guy whose name i dont remember. But he did more than he need to have to make sure that my applicatoin package reached a university on time. And if that was not enough , the guy called up after it was done and informed me that the packet had actually been delivered. Needless to say i was out of words. It may actually be just a small phone call but it goes a long way in making a person happy. Some other encounters do not even last for a minute. Like the guy at a foodstall who slipped in an extra bhajji or simply the guy with the helmet on who helped me park my bike when I was struggling to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think anyone of them did it for my "thanks". Some of then didn't even wait for one. Nevertheless I am going to follow the same ideologies and spread the disease of helping others. In the end , I guess this is the biggest thanks I can give them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some small things in life can go a long way to changing ones perception about life.Kudos to the spirit of the human race  !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31480844-422725915724137188?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/422725915724137188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=422725915724137188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/422725915724137188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/422725915724137188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-its-been-long-gap-from-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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-31480844.post-115436554545201988</id><published>2006-07-31T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T10:18:34.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOES GOD EXIST ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been thinking.... and thinking quite deeply at that . Does GOD exist ?? I dont know..... I wonder though..... I wonder whether I am a Believer... I wonder whether I am ..I wonder whether I am an Atheist..... So i've decided to assume one of these characters at a time and over the next few paragraphs try to argue with myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/sripedia/ebooks/sandhya/yv/abhivad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/sripedia/ebooks/sandhya/yv/abhivad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monteislam.com/modules/columns/images/namaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monteislam.com/modules/columns/images/namaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="296" alt="" src="http://www.monteislam.com/modules/columns/images/namaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/sripedia/ebooks/sandhya/yv/abhivad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="457" alt="" src="http://www.ibiblio.org/sripedia/ebooks/sandhya/yv/abhivad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/sripedia/ebooks/sandhya/yv/abhivad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monteislam.com/modules/columns/images/namaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dioogdensburg.org/missionoffice/Chile%20Girl%20Praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="234" alt="" src="http://www.dioogdensburg.org/missionoffice/Chile%20Girl%20Praying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/sripedia/ebooks/sandhya/yv/abhivad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I start though let me make it clear . I treat all religions equally . I love H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;induism for its freedom . I love Christianity for its openness . And I love Islam for the rigorous dedication it professes over its followers.....I'm not against Jews...Am just not aware of them !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am a believer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its the most common stand for any person to take... Born into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;world of neverending miseries its an obious path taken by people to get rid of problems and start living life... For the more fortunate ones the fact itself is reason enough for them to have a firm belief... The fact that people survive in such a chaotic universe just adds to one's beleif in GOD.. There are numerous things which invoke that feeling of awe in you.. The nature.. the seasons.. the habits of different secies..al contributing to each other.. an intricate web that is surely not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;possible but for the existence of a supreme power.... A power called GOD . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am agnostic... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We live in a scientific world... a place where all the answers are obtained by science and reason . In that case why do people believe in GOD ? There are no facts.. no reasons.. no firm proof.. then why ? There are no answers... But it raises a question... Is the reason beyond our comprehension.. Are we on a different plane altogether... Is it that we are not trained to do so... I certainly think so... How else do you explain the power of the few real yogis.. Probably there is a reason.. Maybe there is GOD... Or maybe not !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am an atheist... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I find it hard to believe in GOD... If there is GOD then how do u explain the suffering of people.. of small children... I certainly dont believe in Karma... I think it is more to do with belief rather than anything else... Belief that someone is there for you... someone wil take care of you... Its been imbibed in us from childhood that the " someone " is GOD.. The mind is a powerfull tool.. And to use it belief is a must.... Our predecessors probably realised that and created an identity that everyone could believe in.. GOD.. It was probably the right thing as well.. If i say beleive in u're neighbour and something good will happen.. u'l think i'n nuts !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If i say believe in GOD and something will happen... u'l immediately do so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its probably the way the human mind works... But i feel GOD was created as a tool.. And so his existence is not true... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmmm i guess thats all i got to say... am in the same confusion as i was before !!! lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31480844-115436554545201988?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115436554545201988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=115436554545201988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/115436554545201988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/115436554545201988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/does-god-exist-ive-been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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-31480844.post-115393631470511036</id><published>2006-07-26T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:51:54.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some things to ponder...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 3 years in Chennai now... and believe me 3 loooong years...&lt;br /&gt;Based upon all my experiences i'm gonna list out some basic questions that come to mind if u're from north india.. esp bbay... pls dont expect any answers though... there are none... so here goes !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why do women wash their house entrances with cow dung ???&lt;br /&gt;2. Why is it that ppl go to college in college buses ? ( i thougth we stopped that in school ... )&lt;br /&gt;3. Why are ppl so concerned with gettin into IT jobs..&lt;br /&gt;4. Why do ppl travel in buses when they can go i trains ??&lt;br /&gt;5. Why are both sides of a railway station named the same ? ( no east or west )&lt;br /&gt;6. Why do ppl think that spencers is a happening place ? ( they're yet to see the likes of crossroads and inorbit !! )&lt;br /&gt;7. Why are there no hangouts for privy couples ?? ( a bandstand or a bandra reclamation !! )&lt;br /&gt;8. Why do ppl dress so conservatively ??&lt;br /&gt;9. Why are ppl obsessed with eating " full meals " ? ( read as rice , rice and more rice !! )&lt;br /&gt;10.Why on earth is talkin in english considered stylish ?&lt;br /&gt;11.Why are ppl obsessed with coffee ? ( that includes me ...)&lt;br /&gt;12.Why do the Pav Bhaji's invariably taste like shit !!&lt;br /&gt;13.Why are there no roadside vada pav shops ??&lt;br /&gt;14.Why are there more 2 wheelers than cars ?&lt;br /&gt;15.Why are ppl obsessed with Rajinikanth ??&lt;br /&gt;16.Why is the tap water always salty ??&lt;br /&gt;17.Why do colleges ban t-shirt and mobile phones ?&lt;br /&gt;18.Why are saree and jewellery shops always crowded ?&lt;br /&gt;19.Why do we have to implement CAS when no other city does ?&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;strong&gt;Why are there no babes in my college ????????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's so unfair.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31480844-115393631470511036?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115393631470511036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=115393631470511036' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/115393631470511036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/115393631470511036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-things-to-ponder.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31480844.post-115381749536207867</id><published>2006-07-25T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T08:44:12.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A DAY AT A GOVT OFFICE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno y but i always feel apprehensive goin to a govt office.... today was just the same . I had been to the RTO office to gt my llr...&lt;br /&gt;As usual the guy who was suppose to take me thru the procedures was late... which gave me ample amount of time to look around....&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that u obeserve is that there is no system !!! Its really a surprise that things ever get done here.. As usual the corner tea stall doubled up as an office for most of the agents... Ppl kept goin in and out of a makeshift curtain in the tea stall... Also u have ppl who are fishing for customers who keep staring at u trying to figure out whether they can approach u...&lt;br /&gt;Finally the guy came and we went to the main rto place...&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to give a written test n stuff...when i went in for the test though&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3262/3408/1600/DSC00546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3262/3408/320/DSC00546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i found it to be a farce... the questions where printed on a piece of dirty paper... and the paper itself was torn into 2 pieces and each person got a half !!!&lt;br /&gt;The most surprising thing was that al the questions were printed in tamil !!! So i approched a guy and told him i could'nt read tamil fluently... wat he said was even more startling.. he just told me to mark any answer i wanted.. i had'nt even got my pen out when the officer simply took my paper and affixed a rubber stamp on it...&lt;br /&gt;Next i had to get one more sign from another person... while waitin in the queue there came this guy... dressed better than most govt workers he simply walked in.. got out his customers' forms... affixed the rubber stamps himself and walked out !! He even signed for the 2 ppl he reprsented... and al this while no one gave a damn !!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i got my llr and came out..... was i concerned about the rampant corruption ???&lt;br /&gt;nah...as long as i get my work done nothin troubles me...&lt;br /&gt;its crossed my mind many a times though... but nothin translates into action..&lt;br /&gt;guess i really dont care until &lt;strong&gt;another day at a govt office &lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31480844-115381749536207867?l=arjunjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/feeds/115381749536207867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31480844&amp;postID=115381749536207867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/115381749536207867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31480844/posts/default/115381749536207867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arjunjay.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-at-govt-office-i-dunno-y-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Arrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891699247067273187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
