<?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-3820101</id><updated>2012-01-25T18:01:16.322+05:30</updated><category term='randomusings'/><category term='LAMP'/><category term='sports f1 ferrari'/><category term='travel'/><category term='spiritual'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='random'/><category term='AJAX'/><category term='bollywood'/><category term='video funny'/><category term='open source'/><category term='non-sense'/><category term='absurd'/><title type='text'>Kaunfussed...</title><subtitle type='html'>Ideas are clean. They soar in the serene supernal. i can take them out and look at them, they fit in books, they lead me down that narrow way. and in the morning they are there. Ideas are straight--
 But the world is round, and a messy mortal is my friend.
 
 Come walk with me in the mud.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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>243</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820101.post-7513560447484460663</id><published>2011-07-11T08:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:53:33.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>G+ not Plus, rather old G in new bottle!G+ so far - me no likey...So, let's take a look, what's new in G+ ? virtually nothing... everything was already there and they have just brought that all together...Hangouts = gtalk's vdo chat extended to a grp, i would prefer FB's slick and simple 1-to-1 vdo chat...Sparks = there was already a google reader? and the rss feed sources it choses itself - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/7513560447484460663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=7513560447484460663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/7513560447484460663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/7513560447484460663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2011/07/g-not-plus-rather-old-g-in-new-bottle-g.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-8517749267351422548</id><published>2010-01-07T11:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:32:27.825+05:30</updated><title type='text'>farmville!</title><summary type='text'>It's damn addictive... It's hit, it involves intellect, it is entertaining, it's socializing, it's intuitive, it's productive, it's mathematical, it's strategical, it involves input and output, it's inspiring, gives farmers a sense of achievement and they feel doing something worthwhile, it's a pleasantville.... :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/8517749267351422548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=8517749267351422548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8517749267351422548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8517749267351422548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2010/01/farmville.html' title='farmville!'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-1236991439906201636</id><published>2009-12-27T14:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-27T15:04:11.856+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Is it December, again?</title><summary type='text'>Another year passing by....Resolution? Ok, this time for sure... seriously... :)time to also look back at the decade that's passing by... two religions followed by most people in the land where i come from makes it to the top of my list to start with... Movies and Cricket...Taking a cue from popular newspaper like this surprisingly the person who skips most accolades most of the time takes the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/1236991439906201636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=1236991439906201636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/1236991439906201636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/1236991439906201636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-december-again.html' title='Is it December, again?'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-6127200642736693046</id><published>2009-08-03T11:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:02:25.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>15th Aug coming... let's get together...</title><summary type='text'>Guys and gals... know what... here's another chance to meet again and have a blast... milte hain yaar... whose place this time??? who brings what??? I will get my DVDs and someone get food, desserts, poker set etc... and please no drinks... because... 15th August approacheth... ;) we are actually meeting to celebrate this occassion... isn't it cool idea? we should do it man! tell ya we will rock </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/6127200642736693046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=6127200642736693046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/6127200642736693046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/6127200642736693046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2009/08/15th-aug-coming-lets-get-together.html' title='15th Aug coming... let&apos;s get together...'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-6505455322626789351</id><published>2009-08-03T11:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-03T11:19:42.990+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>missed strawberry festival...missed food festival...missed seafair again...din't yet go to Sunrise point... missing planning big time..?? or just that one can't be at two places at a time...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/6505455322626789351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=6505455322626789351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/6505455322626789351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/6505455322626789351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2009/08/missed-strawberry-festival.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-7641951228802224235</id><published>2009-08-01T22:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:31:44.990+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise@4:30@SammamishLake</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/7641951228802224235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=7641951228802224235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/7641951228802224235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/7641951228802224235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunrise430sammamishlake.html' title='Sunrise@4:30@SammamishLake'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-8724693647434409341</id><published>2009-08-01T21:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:30:58.127+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hello world!</title><summary type='text'>:)....coming back soon from couple of aestivations and hibernations.... :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/8724693647434409341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=8724693647434409341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8724693647434409341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8724693647434409341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-world.html' title='hello world!'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-2557998081335953705</id><published>2008-05-19T12:43:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:21:55.841+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bollywood'/><title type='text'>theory of transitivity...</title><summary type='text'>Some facts...SRK is lucky mascot:He has brought 3 cheers to IPL.... Indian cricket was in deep trouble, he attended 20-20 finals and we won (Hurray!) and we all forgot ODI world cup agony...Yash raj films can make films w/o SRK and still hit the jackpot, right? Wrong! Ta Ra Rum Pum, Jhoom Barabar Jhoom, Laga Chunari me Daag, Aaja Nachle, Tashan... Only saving grace... Chak De! oops that was SRK's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/2557998081335953705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=2557998081335953705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/2557998081335953705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/2557998081335953705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2008/05/theory-of-transitivity.html' title='theory of transitivity...'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-4804772409702513153</id><published>2008-03-15T11:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:29:19.498+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open source'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LAMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AJAX'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This time I was surprised to surprise myself this way!Was it an accidental tresppassing or a co-incidental  discovery, just about when the dark empire has started opening its doors to the world outside. Not sure, as always, but the fun part was I was loving to get lost in this meshy and vast territory with little LAMP in my hand ;) The kingdom, where everybody's a king! The sneak in could very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/4804772409702513153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=4804772409702513153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/4804772409702513153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/4804772409702513153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-time-i-was-surprised-to-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-8688208475958352970</id><published>2008-03-03T04:18:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-03T04:48:09.005+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sachin = (cricket == religion) ? God : human;Prologue: Is sachin a match winner? Statistic: Last two years’ stats says, Sachin averages 20 while India batting second, chasing, while he averages 50+ India batting first. Meet the most prolific, technically best and most respected batsman with huge experience of 17 years in his kitty. He is said to possess an uncanny ability of rising to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/8688208475958352970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=8688208475958352970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8688208475958352970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8688208475958352970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2008/03/sachin-cricket-religion-god-human-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2TEXOQ5kAV8/R8swAhgD6zI/AAAAAAAAH04/rB9w5g0k9lw/s72-c/87865_icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820101.post-3083839804120749338</id><published>2008-02-20T23:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:25:19.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm....</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I wonder what if those lovely messages in those fortune cookies came true!Or what if that person called Abu Zebib Mhkuwabi, prince of nigerian province of zinguaba, who contacted me regarding transferring U.S.D. 27,00,000,000 to a swiss bank account and giving me 5% of it, really existed!Why is it that you have to actually walk down hundred miles before you reach that spot where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/3083839804120749338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=3083839804120749338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/3083839804120749338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/3083839804120749338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2008/02/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm....'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-5346181585432718786</id><published>2007-11-01T10:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:57:50.522+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Halo(3)Win!...and MS trick scares away all other kids coming at the door for a treat... :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/5346181585432718786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=5346181585432718786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/5346181585432718786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/5346181585432718786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-halo3win.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-5734469471666397676</id><published>2007-09-21T02:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:56:24.051+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomusings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-sense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absurd'/><title type='text'>Give and Get!</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever had this feeling? I am sure everyone of us surely has... everyone of us who lives has, everything that exists has! The feeling of joy, the joy of being so calmly excited, excitement out of the achievement, and the achievement of the ultimate victory, victory out of the feeling of that fulfillment, fulfillment of the purpose, a purpose of a mere life and a mere one's existence. That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/5734469471666397676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=5734469471666397676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/5734469471666397676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/5734469471666397676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/09/give-and-get.html' title='Give and Get!'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-1878707003796272598</id><published>2007-08-27T01:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:50:02.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aaaaargh.... what is the worst curse mankind has ever had, u ask me, ask me what is the single thing that has proved to be the biggest side effect of all the times.... Leave that thing aside for awhile and let's try to convict the original culprit who is the root of all the bad causes that has caused tremendous damage to the society, human kind and most importantly also to itself. If I were to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/1878707003796272598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=1878707003796272598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/1878707003796272598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/1878707003796272598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/08/aaaaargh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-3301526519012939585</id><published>2007-08-27T00:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-27T01:16:28.192+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>कितने जवाबों के सवाल, कई अनसुलझी पहेलियाँ, कई मंजिलें जहाँ जाना अभी हैं बाक़ी,कितने खयालों के बवाल, कई अनदेखी नवेलियां, कई जिंदगियां जिसे जीना अभी हैं बाक़ी...देखें तो ख़्वाब कईं, लेकिन ख्वाबों में भी एक ख्वाब ऐसा हो, चमकें तो सितारें कई, लेकिन उनमें भी एक आफताब जैसा हो...चलने को तो हैं राहें कई, लेकिन पहुंचना हैं आख़िर वही,निकल पडो उस राह पर, जहाँ कदमो के निशाँ ना हो कोई(कवी - संदिप )Not bad, this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/3301526519012939585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=3301526519012939585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/3301526519012939585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/3301526519012939585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-5458118826017758808</id><published>2007-06-04T02:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-04T06:55:44.882+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>randomusings of a rambler...</title><summary type='text'> been there, doing that!OMG! is this some kind of jamaican hangover I had over the period of two gruelling months of bum-bashing received to my homeland team? Or is it that usual buildup to the aestivation i may start having, now that the sun is knocking the door with bags full degree Fahrenheits?  whatever the reason might be but a thing is sure its been a high speed marathon of a sort a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/5458118826017758808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=5458118826017758808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/5458118826017758808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/5458118826017758808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/06/randomusings-of-rambler.html' title='randomusings of a rambler...'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2TEXOQ5kAV8/RmM0N3xigcI/AAAAAAAABfI/n2D22GFHnpo/s72-c/P1010267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820101.post-8174649735334631143</id><published>2007-03-24T13:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-24T13:40:44.847+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>believe, The Game, that shall still remain The Religion for, The God will always remain even if the battle is lost today.........but deep inside, forever, He will feel the pain of that one battle lost, 'tho He was on our side!   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/8174649735334631143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=8174649735334631143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8174649735334631143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8174649735334631143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/03/believe-game-that-shall-still-remain-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2TEXOQ5kAV8/RgTW2apXi2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/JX878_gcmRU/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820101.post-8027654674445368585</id><published>2007-03-22T13:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-22T13:36:48.981+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video funny'/><title type='text'>Russell Peters</title><summary type='text'>This guy is crazy!Notice: The opinions expressed in this clip are solely presenter's very own, me (a cheap jerk ass funny video downloader) takes no responsiblity for the legalities involved on following his suggestions. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/8027654674445368585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=8027654674445368585' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8027654674445368585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/8027654674445368585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/03/russell-peters.html' title='Russell Peters'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-504910445761473124</id><published>2007-03-19T12:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-19T13:00:50.733+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports f1 ferrari'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let the Show Begin... The season started with The Ice-Man successfully holding the passed on baton of Scarlet Red legacy from The Rain-Master! The Outgone and The FreshIn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/504910445761473124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=504910445761473124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/504910445761473124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/504910445761473124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/03/let-show-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2TEXOQ5kAV8/Rf46LP6BYFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kopZKUZYEkE/s72-c/schumi-kimi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820101.post-3627421353206671735</id><published>2007-03-11T05:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-11T07:04:27.948+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birth Of A Hero!!!Bros and sisters! it isnt rare I have been overwhelmed b4, coming out of that dark hall. Its been numerous times that my imagination has been glorified seeing the heroics from those Lords of the Screen emanating from the darkness and shining with their valiance. Sometimes they stood up for their beliefs and fought against all odds,  sometimes they laid their lives to usher in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/3627421353206671735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=3627421353206671735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/3627421353206671735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/3627421353206671735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/03/birth-of-hero-bros-and-sisters-it-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2TEXOQ5kAV8/RfNadP6BYEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4-TS036sKA8/s72-c/387750005_d5f2a43f15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820101.post-3795075117606371008</id><published>2007-02-23T06:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-23T06:46:52.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Destination MSFT!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/3795075117606371008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=3795075117606371008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/3795075117606371008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/3795075117606371008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/02/destination-msft.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-476552214034656678</id><published>2007-02-18T08:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:15:19.595+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gawd! here or there, tv sucks!!!time to take a break from daily hammering of news reports and biographc stories coming from all directions abt the life_and_after abt another merilin manroW in the making, Annna Nickkole, posthomously; snowfalls and super-bowls; robberries and reported fire break outs, President Day hush hush in the consumer market, and primary run-ups for the Presisdency by high </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/476552214034656678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=476552214034656678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/476552214034656678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/476552214034656678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-to-take-break-from-daily-hammering.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-117011659405561404</id><published>2007-01-30T05:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-30T05:53:14.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>win some lose some!the week that was in news (on internet tv):ravikishen lostroger federer wonshilpa shetty wonsharapova lostIndia(n) batting lost yet againSA just about won  England hit a new low after losing once again on OZ landCarol lost but won many a hearts n oh My! Baba who used to know 'who will lose every week' won the show!Reality shows sucks but are must! Last but not the least "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/117011659405561404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=117011659405561404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/117011659405561404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/117011659405561404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/01/win-some-lose-some-week-that-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-116958597371029123</id><published>2007-01-24T02:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-24T02:29:33.740+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seems like He has pressed some "mute" button, everything is so silent here! Cars rolling on, hordes of folks walking around on the streets, snow falling like shooting stars from heaven, light rail ferrying up and down, choppers revolving round Manhattan skyscrapers and those vessels crooning as they float over to eastwards; but like all of them are playing some who_talks_first_loses game... Just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/116958597371029123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=116958597371029123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/116958597371029123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/116958597371029123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/01/seems-like-he-has-pressed-some-mute.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-116934868264490828</id><published>2007-01-21T08:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-21T08:37:10.430+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jaage Hain Der TakHamen Kuch Der Sone Do,Thodi Se Raat Aur HaiSubah To Hone DoAadhe Adhure KhwaabJo Pure Na Ho Sake,Ek Baar Phir Se Neend MeinWoh Khwaab Bone Do -Guru(Bhai)In the holy name of "the weekend" let me shed some jet lag! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/116934868264490828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=116934868264490828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/116934868264490828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/116934868264490828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2007/01/jaage-hain-der-tak-hamen-kuch-der-sone.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-116538567584213482</id><published>2006-12-06T11:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-06T11:50:28.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Don Shabd!</title><summary type='text'>Don Shabd!Frends, companymen, and all! Hmmm, Actually I still cant believe I am penning down this post (Oh yeah ;iterally, thanks to the broadband connection that just turned even narrower that i am unable to log in onto my blog page). Its 5 to 12 midnight that I am at my desk as usual planning my todos for the next day. But an exception to this usualness is just even as I am writing down, I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/116538567584213482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=116538567584213482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/116538567584213482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/116538567584213482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2006/12/don-shabd.html' title='Don Shabd!'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-115507057301730767</id><published>2006-08-09T02:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-09T02:26:13.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>View from Top!Ever wondered what Rakesh Sharma 'd 've said looking down at (Pune) India when asked by our PM?Figure. Latest satellite image of Pune roads :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/115507057301730767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=115507057301730767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/115507057301730767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/115507057301730767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2006/08/view-from-top-ever-wondered-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-114036409756210145</id><published>2006-02-19T21:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:18:17.573+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woah! Does that remind me a combo of Deeel Chahta Hain ! &amp; Rang De Basanti ;-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/114036409756210145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=114036409756210145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/114036409756210145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/114036409756210145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2006/02/woah-does-that-remind-me-combo-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-113756104157402461</id><published>2006-01-18T10:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-18T10:40:41.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reading that Mln $ h_ome_pa_ge article, me wonders if this can be a successful entrepreneurial idea in our country too? Hmmmm.. .. ..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/113756104157402461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=113756104157402461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/113756104157402461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/113756104157402461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2006/01/reading-that-mln-homepage-article-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-113611685972430563</id><published>2006-01-01T17:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-08T15:42:20.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic Nostalgia...</title><summary type='text'>Its been long long time i have ever blogged anything worth read on any of so many of my blog pages... Is it a looooong hibernation or just that i have really nothing to write, me wonders? One thing sure, Its not been a dead-end to the journey of thoughts that used to find some words on the blogs... nor has been the thought process frozen... its just like that you are not seeing an old friend for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/113611685972430563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=113611685972430563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/113611685972430563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/113611685972430563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2006/01/nostalgic-nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgic Nostalgia...'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-111945634893392604</id><published>2005-06-22T21:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:36:57.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>QLC: Being_Twenty_Something</title><summary type='text'>Answers? I have many, but me still searching for a simple question to them!By the time we all will get over it, we are sure gonna start showing MLC symptoms sooner or later... (And if one finds denying being in the same state, shall say will only be facing QLC longer than the rest). So here's an attempt to get over it ASAP. And the best way as they say, to put troublesome things aside is to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/111945634893392604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=111945634893392604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/111945634893392604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/111945634893392604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2005/06/qlc-beingtwentysomething.html' title='QLC: Being_Twenty_Something'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-111079519259794943</id><published>2005-03-14T15:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-15T08:57:40.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Isn't there any way to sue HIM for disturbing our sweet little post lunch nap by buzzing like that?Pune rocked just b4 some time and what was my first reaction to that?"Guys backup your code immediately!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/111079519259794943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=111079519259794943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/111079519259794943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/111079519259794943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2005/03/isnt-there-any-way-to-sue-him-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110749255494465233</id><published>2005-02-04T10:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-04T10:19:14.943+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did Narain press F1 for help, to Naidu's cause?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110749255494465233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110749255494465233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110749255494465233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110749255494465233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2005/02/did-narain-press-f1-for-help-to-naidus.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110596660584068428</id><published>2005-01-17T18:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-17T18:26:45.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why on earth do they ask to "confirm your password" again?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110596660584068428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110596660584068428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110596660584068428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110596660584068428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-on-earth-do-they-ask-to-confirm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110570265772818218</id><published>2005-01-14T17:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-14T17:07:37.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to utter N word when you want to say "No" ?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110570265772818218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110570265772818218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110570265772818218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110570265772818218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-to-utter-n-word-when-you-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110551579758424158</id><published>2005-01-12T13:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-12T13:13:17.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How not to forget, to forget bringing access card and lunch coupons to the office???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110551579758424158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110551579758424158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110551579758424158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110551579758424158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-not-to-forget-to-forget-bringing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110536538819347264</id><published>2005-01-10T19:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-10T19:27:48.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why it so happens, when you hit a bull's eye there's no-one to see ? They are there when you miss by miles !</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110536538819347264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110536538819347264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110536538819347264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110536538819347264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-it-so-happens-when-you-hit-bulls.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110299268864473335</id><published>2004-12-14T08:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-10T19:27:31.810+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>such a big world,so many things,so little done,things to be!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110299268864473335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110299268864473335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110299268864473335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110299268864473335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/12/such-big-world-so-many-things-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110259669992219037</id><published>2004-12-09T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-09T18:21:39.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And Bon_Yovi euphoria continues...this time in Blaze of Glory:You ask about my consience And I offer you my soul You ask If I'll grow to be a wise man Well I ask if I'll grow old You ask me if I known love And what it's like to sing songs in the rain Well,I've seen love come And I've seen it shot down I've seen it die in vain Shot down in a blaze of glory...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110259669992219037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110259669992219037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110259669992219037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110259669992219037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/12/and-bonyovi-euphoria-continues.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110243540355125882</id><published>2004-12-07T21:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-07T21:33:23.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sandy wonders!</title><summary type='text'>Thanks heaven for this blog; my only proof of life... having virtually spent last one month in office, i wonder if my dog (if ever it existed...) would recognise me now???And thanks to a click on links here  and there , i am trying to fulfill one of things_i_shud_do_before_this_world_ends. If somebody has better links abt learning to learn german or any other spoken language plzzzz.... fwd me ;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110243540355125882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110243540355125882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110243540355125882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110243540355125882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/12/sandy-wonders.html' title='Sandy wonders!'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110167036417101298</id><published>2004-11-29T01:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-11-29T01:02:44.173+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And before the year steps ahead to usher in its newborne sibling, here is time to look back and take some stocks...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110167036417101298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110167036417101298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110167036417101298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110167036417101298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/11/and-before-year-steps-ahead-to-usher.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-110166991253573351</id><published>2004-11-29T01:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-11-29T00:55:12.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scribbles...And before i forget this login password, lemme scribble something down...Seems like just a few days back... that i was reassessing the todo things postponed from last to last year's resolution page... Those things are more or less the same this year-end too...Firstmost, to not to misplace personal essentials most amongst of which are keychain (with keys to bike and desk-drawer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/110166991253573351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=110166991253573351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110166991253573351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/110166991253573351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/11/scribbles.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-109901943837404574</id><published>2004-10-29T08:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-10-29T08:40:38.373+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to move on...some scribbles...From where I started to where I am todayThe journey has been long &amp; tiringfrom nothing to some thing I am todayIt’s not been an easy journey.Tried with luck; Tried with hard workTried with destiny tooBut nothing worked for me.It’s not been an easy journey.Found love but lost love tooFound friends but lost them tooFound money, even lost that one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/109901943837404574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=109901943837404574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109901943837404574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109901943837404574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-want-to-move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-109686903527018804</id><published>2004-10-04T11:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-10-04T11:20:35.270+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Adding Nikhil's blog link on the side bar...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/109686903527018804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=109686903527018804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109686903527018804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109686903527018804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/10/adding-nikhils-blog-link-on-side-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-109410504170543423</id><published>2004-09-02T11:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-09-02T11:34:01.706+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For COEPians: Check this out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/109410504170543423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=109410504170543423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109410504170543423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109410504170543423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/09/for-coepians-check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-109262749531851199</id><published>2004-08-16T09:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-16T09:10:44.636+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MS, the Seventh Wonder</title><summary type='text'>He did it again, with Hungarian Grand Prix win (7th in a row) became the world champion again...Marcus was a great F1 fan and a very good person. So as all good men end up, he went to heaven when he died. He was met at the gates by St. Peter. St. Peter knew that Marcus was a great F1 fan and told him "Here you will be able to see all the great F1 drivers over the years racing against each </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/109262749531851199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=109262749531851199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109262749531851199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109262749531851199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/08/ms-seventh-wonder.html' title='MS, the Seventh Wonder'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-109228057639174484</id><published>2004-08-12T08:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-12T08:46:16.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Two things!</title><summary type='text'>Badly in need of two things:A helmet that has wiper over it's flap.A rover (the one like they used on Mars) that can cruise me over potholes to office and back home.On the way saw two rivers that meets near Sangam bridge been flooded; Two concerns:All the water (a rare entity at other places in the country, otherwise) is flowing down, a waste.The water looks muddy, meaning it is taking away all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/109228057639174484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=109228057639174484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109228057639174484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109228057639174484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/08/two-things.html' title='Two things!'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-109224391413519592</id><published>2004-08-11T22:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:35:14.136+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/109224391413519592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=109224391413519592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109224391413519592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109224391413519592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/08/interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-109214696901409888</id><published>2004-08-10T19:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-10T19:43:01.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MS launches XP SP2And with it comes a new set of user experience...Yeh "UI" nahi Aasan,Ek usercontrol ka dariyaan hain!Aur inhe use karke custom controls develop karna hain!How do you access your 93.9 FMHow much does your Radio Mirchi cost?Actually it is very subjective... if it is in a pencil radio it may cost from Rs. 50 to Rs. 15 Lakhs if it is in your brand new four wheeler. i have a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/109214696901409888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=109214696901409888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109214696901409888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109214696901409888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/08/ms-launches-xp-sp2-and-with-it-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-109126539436670951</id><published>2004-07-31T14:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-01T21:53:16.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Adding here some more regatta photos... Seems blogger has improved since i last logged in... And the Rainmaster takes a break this weekend.Chokers, no more! err... once moreAnd me thanks Saurav ki sena for saving my precious time in future... with their precarious showing, Team India atleast better ensured that...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/109126539436670951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=109126539436670951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109126539436670951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/109126539436670951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/07/adding-here-some-more-regatta-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108936996151261037</id><published>2004-07-09T15:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-07-09T16:16:01.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well! Yet another weekend is approaching and me feels free as a bird yet again… though with more than a reason to freak out this time around… with sheer joy of making it yet another GOLD in the bag (if things goes well over the weekend)(And it’s not that elusive medallion a person out of more than billion is hoping for, it’s the CD that gets burnt when they say “Seems like everything is working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108936996151261037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108936996151261037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108936996151261037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108936996151261037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-yet-another-weekend-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108876025441631991</id><published>2004-07-02T14:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-07-02T14:55:54.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three Cheers for Three Years!!! Me completes three years of professional life today!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108876025441631991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108876025441631991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108876025441631991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108876025441631991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/07/three-cheers-for-three-years-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108771482870970788</id><published>2004-06-20T12:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-20T12:30:28.710+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COEP Regatta... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108771482870970788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108771482870970788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108771482870970788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108771482870970788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/06/coep-regatta.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108744282086679514</id><published>2004-06-17T08:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-17T08:57:00.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A nice read-up for those counting the MS days.And some more MS quotes..."If you can't make it good, make it LOOK good" --Bill Gates Windows 95...the best £59 Solitaire game you can buyActivate your own virus... type "WIN" at the prompt Windows is not a virus. Viruses do something! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108744282086679514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108744282086679514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108744282086679514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108744282086679514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/06/nice-read-up-for-those-counting-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108737858203316699</id><published>2004-06-16T15:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-16T15:06:50.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rains Rains everywhere...</title><summary type='text'>...not a day to go out on vacation :-(Its raining Tom and Jerry...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108737858203316699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108737858203316699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108737858203316699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108737858203316699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/06/rains-rains-everywhere.html' title='Rains Rains everywhere...'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108719033696133027</id><published>2004-06-14T10:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-14T10:48:56.960+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sports weekend...</title><summary type='text'>Me watched non-stop Sports on TV this weekend, privileged by unstoppable Monsoon that touched the city and raring to go full-throttle.Some good news some bad news for Engish fans. While English cricket team riding on a high tides of success sweeping it clean and tidy, soccer team yet another time found itself standing in front of a wall, failing to open a European account on high note (For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108719033696133027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108719033696133027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108719033696133027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108719033696133027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/06/sports-weekend.html' title='Sports weekend...'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108718903936643085</id><published>2004-06-14T10:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-14T10:27:19.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Foreign Language</title><summary type='text'>I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdaniegTHE  PAOMNNEHAL PWEOR OF THE HMUAN MNID Aoccdrnigto a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredrthe ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist andlsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae.The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm.Tihs is bcuseae the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108718903936643085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108718903936643085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108718903936643085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108718903936643085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/06/amazing-foreign-language.html' title='Amazing Foreign Language'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108591796502834860</id><published>2004-05-30T17:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-30T17:24:58.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>QLC revisited...</title><summary type='text'>This is in response to my newly found online friend Chirayu's post last week (26th May'04) !"I'm waiting for a call. I feel liking giving myself a kick on my backside."Very honest thoughts Chirayu! straight from the heart ;-) and very timely.First some heavy diet, with all due respect to quotes from Bhagvad Geeta:Similar query was put long long time back by Partha to Keshava:arjuna uvaca</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108591796502834860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108591796502834860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108591796502834860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108591796502834860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/05/qlc-revisited.html' title='QLC revisited...'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108441842981559424</id><published>2004-05-13T08:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-20T13:50:00.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Win-some Lose-some</title><summary type='text'>General Elections... and win-loss in generalWinning is not a sometime thing; it's an all time thing. You don't win once in a while, you don't do things right once in a while, you do them right all the time. Winning is habit. Unfortunately, so is losing. -Vince Lombardi The great 2004 war is just over and here cometh the Judgement Day!First most praise to EC for migrating from good old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108441842981559424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108441842981559424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108441842981559424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108441842981559424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/05/win-some-lose-some.html' title='Win-some Lose-some'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108433331341815215</id><published>2004-05-12T09:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-12T09:11:53.416+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You think I give myself to you? Not so my friend you do not see My single purpose and intent- To make you give ...An Unusual StoryThe 479-word story consists only of words beginning with a 'W' and only 17 of those words are hyphenated compounds.'Warm weather, Walter! Welcome warm weather! We were wishing winter would wane, weren't we?''We were well wearied with waiting,' whispered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108433331341815215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108433331341815215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108433331341815215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108433331341815215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/05/you-think-i-give-myself-to-you-not-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108419741878060310</id><published>2004-05-10T19:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:05:55.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'>.</title><summary type='text'>Blogger's got face lift; me too. looking for that perfect Diary look!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108419741878060310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108419741878060310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108419741878060310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108419741878060310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108400084814278005</id><published>2004-05-08T12:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-08T12:55:09.873+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just jumping in Real Life Action</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108400084814278005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108400084814278005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108400084814278005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108400084814278005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-jumping-in-real-life-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108262298042263196</id><published>2004-04-22T14:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-22T14:11:20.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One more blogger hangs on the side bar!Mayur speaks about different shades of life...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108262298042263196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108262298042263196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108262298042263196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108262298042263196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/04/one-more-blogger-hangs-on-side-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108235204537462104</id><published>2004-04-19T10:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-19T10:54:41.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is Love...???Hmmmm.... this thought is not mine, yet very much in assent. "Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up.  You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108235204537462104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108235204537462104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108235204537462104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108235204537462104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/04/what-is-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108228014597508746</id><published>2004-04-18T14:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-18T16:46:26.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A connection between web logs' two different worlds...Adding on the side bar this link, from an array of my fav. links...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108228014597508746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108228014597508746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108228014597508746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108228014597508746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/04/connection-between-web-logs-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108208410123980385</id><published>2004-04-16T08:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-16T08:28:53.170+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Passing Thought...The value of challengeChallenge is life's way of making sure that you truly desire the things you achieve. Challenge is an excellent tool for keeping you focused on the things that really matter to you. Imagine for a moment what it would be like to live in a world with no challenge. In such a world, you could obtain anything and everything with no need for effort, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108208410123980385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108208410123980385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108208410123980385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108208410123980385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/04/passing-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108200020024443924</id><published>2004-04-15T09:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-15T09:10:31.140+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thats The LawEveryone knows Murphy's Law: "Anything that can go wrong, will..." - Here are some other Laws you may not have heard!Murphy's Technology Law #1:You can never tell which way the train went by looking at the track.Murphy's Technology Law #2:Logic is a systematic method of coming to the wrong conclusion with confidence.Murphy's Technology Law #3:Technology is dominated by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108200020024443924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108200020024443924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108200020024443924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108200020024443924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/04/thats-law-everyone-knows-murphys-law.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-108105588904783237</id><published>2004-04-04T10:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-11T10:54:38.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a recent googgle gave me this hit (that prompted me to find the old torned hard copy)...and with that me shall pass yet another sunday in the cold confines of my prized pile of print-out papers...We were pretty much all alone out there, and it was dark and cold and late. I kissed her again. But not on the forehead, and not lightly. It lasted a long nice time. When we stopped kissing, she was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/108105588904783237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=108105588904783237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108105588904783237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/108105588904783237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/04/recent-googgle-gave-me-this-hit-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107914680595851330</id><published>2004-03-13T08:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-13T08:33:13.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>purani Jeans... aur Guitar---------Yaadein, Yaadein! buss yaadein reh jaati hain...Gone are the days, ...........but not the memories---------------------------------------------------------------------------Gone are the daysWhen the school reopened in June,And we settled in our new desks and benches.Gone are the daysWhen we queued up in book depot,And got our new books and notes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107914680595851330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107914680595851330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107914680595851330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107914680595851330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/purani-jeans.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107914602591471235</id><published>2004-03-13T08:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-13T08:20:13.030+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spirit of Friendshipworth reading it ;-)Horror gripped the heart of a World War-I soldier, as he saw his lifelong friend fall in battle. The soldier asked his Lieutenant if he could go out to bring his fallen comrade back."You can go," said the Lieutenant,"but don't think it will be worth it. Your friend is probably dead and you may throw your life away."The Lieutenant's words didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107914602591471235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107914602591471235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107914602591471235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107914602591471235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/spirit-of-friendship-worth-reading-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107914592844888429</id><published>2004-03-13T08:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-13T08:18:35.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>touching...But You Didnt.......Remember the time when I took your brand new car out and dented it?I thought you would kill me...........But you didnt.............And the time when I dragged you to the beach saying that it wouldnt rain even though you said it would and it actually did?I thought you would say "I told you"..................But you didnt..........And the time when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107914592844888429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107914592844888429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107914592844888429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107914592844888429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/touching.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107906423757654512</id><published>2004-03-12T09:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-12T09:40:15.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What else could be more perfect start to the day than watching Pretty woman (yet one more time)...today's humming: It Must Have Been Love...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107906423757654512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107906423757654512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107906423757654512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107906423757654512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/what-else-could-be-more-perfect-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107889368669952085</id><published>2004-03-10T10:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-10T10:14:30.200+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its all up to you...One way or another, you will get something accomplished today. Exactly what you get accomplished is up to you. The hours of this day will go by, no matter what you do. What you get from them is up to you. The world is filled with challenges, frustrations, joys and opportunities. What you make of them is up to you. Some of the people around you will praise you and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107889368669952085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107889368669952085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107889368669952085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107889368669952085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-all-up-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107882720811052100</id><published>2004-03-09T15:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-09T15:46:30.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Agent Smith: You can't win; it's pointless to keep fighting! Why, Mr. Anderson, why, why do you persist? Neo: Because I choose to.        -Matrix-III Anyone can have persistence. It requires no special skill. There's nothing to it really. Persistence is as simple as putting one foot in front of another.Yes, you'll probably stumble every once in a while. And yes, you could let that stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107882720811052100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107882720811052100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107882720811052100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107882720811052100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/agent-smith-you-cant-win-its-pointless.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107865594549558477</id><published>2004-03-07T16:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-07T16:12:05.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"i-don't-care" is the most dishonest sentence i say to myself. Do i say it because i want to believe i don't care, or merely to give that appearance? And why is the appearance of not caring any better than vanity?	What matters is not the caring but the way that i care. Spending all morning in front of the bathroom mirror is not really caring; it is in fact unwillingness to let think that you do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107865594549558477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107865594549558477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107865594549558477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107865594549558477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-dont-care-is-most-dishonest-sentence.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107865588077160085</id><published>2004-03-07T16:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-07T16:11:00.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While i am worrying about what you think of me i am not open to you, i am not letting you in; in fact, i am not letting you exist as a person-- i am making you my mirror. While i am concerned with what you are thinking about me i am not even thinking about you.	i choose to use my own mind. i do not need your mind. i want to experience you, listen to you-- not myself. i have already heard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107865588077160085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107865588077160085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107865588077160085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107865588077160085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/while-i-am-worrying-about-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107865558945383796</id><published>2004-03-07T16:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-07T16:06:09.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Perceptions are not things but of relationships. nothing, including me, exists by itself--this is an illusion of words. i am a relationship, ever-expanding.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107865558945383796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107865558945383796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107865558945383796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107865558945383796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/perceptions-are-not-things-but-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107865536814257084</id><published>2004-03-07T15:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-07T16:02:28.123+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is certain beauty in poverty, loss, and desolation. there is a certain strength and grandeur in suffering. Grays, storms, ruins, age are powerful subjects for a painting. Even a dump heap can evoke admiration.             When i look at the world gently, when i look at others the way i have sometimes sensed that something look at me, i become a friend. And there is no higher calling.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107865536814257084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107865536814257084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107865536814257084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107865536814257084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/there-is-certain-beauty-in-poverty.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107845870190498017</id><published>2004-03-05T09:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-05T09:24:39.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A passing thought...If the little things are getting you down, then spend some time and thought looking up. The more you connect yourself to the big picture, the less you'll be dragged down by all the little frustrations. If you have no idea of where you're headed, then the smallest setbacks can get blown completely out of proportion. That's because they're the only things you have to focus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107845870190498017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107845870190498017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107845870190498017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107845870190498017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/passing-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107829231707388836</id><published>2004-03-03T11:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-03T11:11:31.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How silly... Someday you'll see how silly it is to think you can profit from the misfortune of others. Someday you'll see how silly it is to expect to get something for nothing. Someday you'll see how silly it is to spend so much time all puffed up with pride and arrogance. One day you'll realize how silly it is to think that you're superior to anyone else. You'll also understand one day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107829231707388836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107829231707388836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107829231707388836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107829231707388836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/how-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107828694979492022</id><published>2004-03-03T09:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-03T09:45:50.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SRK's "jara hatake" movie. This time it does not seem to be any small social-dometsic issue based. And as always you will get total_return_investment this time also...And bet, u can count on me for this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107828694979492022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107828694979492022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107828694979492022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107828694979492022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/srks-jara-hatake-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107820181394613557</id><published>2004-03-02T10:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-02T10:03:06.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Passing Thought...For everything you do, there is a reason why. It may be silly, it may be profound, but in every case there is some reason or other. There are those things you gladly do, those things you reluctantly do, and those things you put off until the last possible moment. For each one of those things, there is a reason why. If you were to think about each why before you acted on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107820181394613557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107820181394613557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107820181394613557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107820181394613557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/03/passing-thought_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107796050797989760</id><published>2004-02-28T14:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-28T15:13:49.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Someone said it well...So.. You think time is precious huh? Yeah you're right... and you've currently just wasted about 8 seconds of your "precious" time reading this stupid statement :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107796050797989760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107796050797989760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107796050797989760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107796050797989760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/02/someone-said-it-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107795993149795868</id><published>2004-02-28T14:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-28T15:00:32.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Times Change but Looks Don't...Gives one more good reason to feel at home even in the office......And a matter of fact query ?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107795993149795868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107795993149795868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107795993149795868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107795993149795868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/02/times-change-but-looks-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107776773974088570</id><published>2004-02-26T09:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-26T09:28:25.653+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mind Control============See if you have good mind control over your body.This is left brain, right brain stuff.This actually is true even though it may seem stupidand it's going to really frustrate you, but it’s fun!While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floorand make clockwise circles.Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with yourright hand.Your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107776773974088570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107776773974088570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107776773974088570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107776773974088570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/02/mind-control-see-if-you-have-good-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107772106159972692</id><published>2004-02-25T20:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:33:07.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Places i would like to visit...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107772106159972692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107772106159972692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107772106159972692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107772106159972692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/02/places-i-would-like-to-visit.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107736162602216888</id><published>2004-02-21T16:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-21T16:42:30.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Friend Who Opens My Heartby SunshineWhenever I think about the people who make a real difference in my life,I think of the friend I can talk to,really open my heart to,because he understands me...And I think of the friend I have fun with,just doing whatever, whenever,because it feels so good being together...I think of the friend I can count on,the one that I turn to so often,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107736162602216888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107736162602216888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107736162602216888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107736162602216888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/02/friend-who-opens-my-heart-by-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107736115595736869</id><published>2004-02-21T16:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-21T16:42:41.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just wishing one all the best and shed this mask of pretense...A mask of plastic happiness often covers her sadnessHer beliefs hidden from mostAfraid of, but willing to face the unknownWondering where her place is in this lifeShe has come close to sharing herselfNever completely revealing anything to anyoneFeelings of invisible chains corner herWhen she dreams, reality shatters before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107736115595736869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107736115595736869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107736115595736869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107736115595736869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/02/just-wishing-one-all-best-and-shed.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107400496364830184</id><published>2004-01-13T20:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-01-13T20:14:32.123+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Personalities...Guess who?A small boy - the fifth amongst seven siblings of a poor father, was selling newspapers in a small village to earn his living. He was not exceptionally smart at school but was fascinated by religion and rockets.The first rocket he built crashed. A missile that he built crashed multiple times and he was made a butt of ridicule. He is the person to have scripted the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107400496364830184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107400496364830184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107400496364830184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107400496364830184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/01/personalities.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107373227565977583</id><published>2004-01-10T16:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-01-10T16:29:38.856+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is a GameAt every stage of lifeyou play a different role.Sometimes you are the Pawn,sometimes the Rook:sometimes the Knight,or Bishop,or King.You have power over one,but another can overpower you.Circumstances determineyour positions and moves.You may lose,or you may win.But the winner does notinherit the Chessboard.And the board must be clearedfor the next game.True it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107373227565977583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107373227565977583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107373227565977583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107373227565977583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/01/life-is-game-at-every-stage-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107348007655874976</id><published>2004-01-07T18:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-01-07T18:26:16.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE ITINERARY OF LIFE.Life is a journey.Its path is destiny.And following is its itinerary.The first halt is childhood.Gentle as a breezeand delicate like a flower.As beautiful as a rain shower.The next being the youth.Full of courage and exuberance.Blissful and lively.Just like a feel that's heavenly.After that is the oldage.Calm like the waves of a sea.With no worries there to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107348007655874976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107348007655874976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107348007655874976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107348007655874976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2004/01/itinerary-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107287747954624488</id><published>2003-12-31T19:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-12-31T19:02:51.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year !</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107287747954624488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107287747954624488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107287747954624488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107287747954624488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2003/12/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107165931007632064</id><published>2003-12-17T16:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-12-20T14:18:09.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A little tidbit from here and a little from there and a little whassup...And Sandy wonders...What it feels like when life fast turns into bullet points and checklists?Rahul "The Wall" Dravid and company ushering in the jingle bells and cheers to a billion Indians back home. 	That is a "Good noose" (Geoff Boycott ishtyle) for Indian cricket.	Someone called Mr. Rohit Gera's reaction about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107165931007632064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107165931007632064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107165931007632064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107165931007632064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2003/12/little-tidbit-from-here-and-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107151456230666396</id><published>2003-12-16T00:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-12-16T00:27:13.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Because Where You're Headed Is More Important Than How Fast You're GoingA nice read...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107151456230666396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107151456230666396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107151456230666396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107151456230666396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2003/12/because-where-youre-headed-is-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107151226555843904</id><published>2003-12-15T23:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-12-15T23:48:56.356+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something to cheer about after a long gap, the two Mumbaites gave again a ray of hope.well played Duck </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107151226555843904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107151226555843904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107151226555843904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107151226555843904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2003/12/something-to-cheer-about-after-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107079146188433218</id><published>2003-12-07T15:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-12-07T15:35:50.606+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here is a book for those who wants to read more into co-incidences.Just finished first 4 insights, can't wait to get also The Celstine Vision and the Secret Of Shambala from somewhere...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107079146188433218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107079146188433218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107079146188433218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107079146188433218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2003/12/here-is-book-for-those-who-wants-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107046178745921951</id><published>2003-12-03T19:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-12-03T20:00:42.123+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have a Great Year Ahead and keep enjoying the work!   Thought I'd share this with u!!!                                                                                            Did you know that next year is a leap year?                                 Therefore we work 1 more day!                                               </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107046178745921951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107046178745921951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107046178745921951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107046178745921951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2003/12/have-great-year-ahead-and-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107018625057351102</id><published>2003-11-30T15:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-30T15:28:20.653+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something of the Zee 16 sort (remember this game show used to come on Zee TV some 9-10 years back...)i found this actually works.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107018625057351102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107018625057351102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107018625057351102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107018625057351102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2003/11/something-of-zee-16-sort-remember-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-107000308576054087</id><published>2003-11-28T12:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-29T20:23:23.623+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever happened with you?They taking your photo but you can hardly smile...i am talking about the X-ray of my last but one remaining molar tooth.Soon shall say Good-bye to the last one if they do not recommend opening the root canal :-(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/107000308576054087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=107000308576054087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107000308576054087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3820101/posts/default/107000308576054087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/2003/11/ever-happened-with-you-they-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05939762471506667652</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-3820101.post-106976795640854782</id><published>2003-11-25T19:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-11-25T19:16:40.233+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>However far apartTwo lovers roads maybeIf they are made for each otherAnd all is meant to be...Their roads will wind togetherNo given time or placeTwo hearts will beat as oneTheirs souls, tightly embraceA piece of each ones heartWill hold the other’s nameEngraved upon it perfectlyWhile all else remains the sameNow these hearts are beatingBut they’ll separate againLeave each other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandipshahane.blogspot.com/feeds/106976795640854782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3820101&amp;postID=106976795640854782' 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