I have been Tagged for the first time!!!

Rules:
1. Link the person(s) who tagged you - Srikanth
2. Mention the rules on your blog.
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 fellow bloggers by linking them.
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.

Here goes my unspectacular quirks:
1. People who dont know me much think tht I'm a very silent girl, atleast tht is wht my face depicts.. nd only my family members n frends know tht its the biggest joke:)

2. For the past few years I hve been dreaming n planning of doing n learning no of things.. nd most of thm i tried implementing also.. but the sad part is I dont continue with it.. so at hme whnever I say tht I will be doing this or tht the very first question will be for hw long:)

3. Right frm my school days, very often I get the thought of improving my vocabulary n start checking for words in newspaper n note down its meaning.. nd never will I go back n look at it.. looking at the no of words I hve written my bro used to say tht I can compile a dictionary from it:)

4. Don't know y, but I have a grt bonding with the auto drivers over here, for most of the times I end up fighting with thm!! But recently, during one of my grt journies in an auto, the journey ended with a grt laugh though it started with a rough conversation with him to take the short route!! (nd the laugh was on the comment he made on me; he said, " if u wnt to take the short path y dont u ask the govt to build a bridge right frm ur home to off ". cud'nt control my laugh at it though it was a joke on me)

5. At times I start doing things at odd hours just because I feel like doing.. like I was cleaning the house and was doing mundane stuff at 12 in the night yday!!! but u ask me to take a technical book n read I will fall asleep within minutes :)

6. I think of restricting my words while writing or talking .. but never I could.. the above 5 lenghty points are an example :)

will try to add points to this whnever I get..
Bloggers whom I would like to tag:
deepika
dinesh

Sunfeast WORLD 10k Bangalore - My first Marathon

I still vividly remember the last time when I participated in a running event.. tht was way back in my school days, 8th or 9th std.. after that never did I.. in fact only after coming here to b'lore I came to know that marathons are also conducted for non-professional runners.. after hearing to few of my frends and others who took part in such events, I really wanted to give it a try.. sme time back last year few of my frends wnt for a midnight marathon, but I cud'nt join them as I was out of station..and finally it happened on 18th May 2008, at Sunfeast 10k Bangalore, 'Run Maadi Run' Event.. it was only on the day b4 that I came to know that few of my frends were planning to participate.. initially I was a bit hesitant as that time of that day was already marked in my calender.. but thn I thought few things can be postponed but few opportunities rarely come your way nd u hve to grab it.. so I wnt ahead with the thought of participating in 10k open category ..and on 18th morning, we 4 of us reached the venue, kanteerava stadium at around 8:15, only to get excited at the sight of participants who have thronged the place.. few of thm were busy with their warm up sessions nd most of thm were socialising.. after smetime everyone's eyes moved in the direction of two women in the professional women category who were running with full energy towards the finish line...looking at them I was wondering if I will be able to run with such a potential even towards the end..(yeah I can listen to u guys murmering, 'the question arises only if u reach the end!!!', I agree as even I thougth the same:)).. thn at around 8:57, the gates were opened for us to reach the start line.. and after reaching the start line, all eyes were on the digital clock for it to click 9:00.. I could hear to each organ of my body jumping with excitement...nd we were surprised at the energy levels of the participants.. few of thm who were in their 50s were talking of time limits of 45-50min.. my hatsoff for them.. as soon as the clock showed 9:00, I started with my first marathon:).. hardly I would hve run for 150-200 m when my heart started pounding nd I had to stop looking at my pitiable stamina.. two of the guys of my grp wnt ahead, and my frend was running with me.. he stopped whn ever I stopped.. the first 1km was very tough as till thn I never gave a thought as how tough it would be.. in the first 1 km I thought 'N' number of times to quit and go back.. but there was a lingering wish down the heart to try harder.. and only after my frend screamed "hey.. look we reached 1km mark" after looking at the 1km board, did I start feeling, 'ohh 10 such distances will take me to finish line' and I started off with full energy asking him to carryon and not to stop for me.. it was clear that I wnt to reach the finish line.. but also I knew that I dont hve the potential to run throughout.. so I started running less n walking more, for it was clear in my mind that I wnt to reach the finish line but not the medical camp:D... so it was more of a walkathon than a marathon for me.. I just wnted to feel n njoy the experience.. I was walking/running at my own pace..walking most of the time nd running whnever my mind wakes up to the thought that its marathon not a walkaton baby:).. but it was a great platform to meet ppl, who r very enthusiastic irrespective of age, all trying to break the monotonous lifestyle.. few ppl, by participating and few by cheering the runners.. I felt that I shd try harder to run, atleast for the second category of people, who as a whole family, came out of their homes, irrespective of it being a sunday, just to cheer n encourage the runners.. a big appaluse shd be given to them.. nd I could hear to one middle aged lady who while running was telling her kid on the phone, "beta mein teek hoon, papa aage nikal chuke hain aur mera unse baat hue"... my heartful appreciation wnt for the lady and her whole family, obviously without whom she could'nt hve done it.. while I was running/walking looking at all these interesting things, I never knew when time and distance flew.. I crossed 2km, 3km,4km..........9km and finally 10km mark:) in 1hr 38min 04sec.. my frend who had already reached the finish line was waiting for me with a thought 'if this girl is still running or is at sme medical camp'.. my happiness knew no bounds on reaching the finish line.. after tht we met 2 of the other guys who came with us.. had the bun n biscuits provided by the organisers nd thn came back home....

the only thing which is not at all appreciable in the whole event was the littering of water bottles... its really good that organisers have arranged for water throughout the path .. but instead of bottles thy could have provided in paper cups which r disposable.. for thy know the attitude of Indians whn it comes to littering.. bottles were lying throughout the path causing hindrance not only to the participants but also to the nature...its not only the organisers who r to be blamed but also the participants.. i think its still a long way to go for Indians to understand the damage they r causing to the nature...except this it was a memorable experience atleast for me:)

signing off with a hope that I will be able to build up my stamina nd try another and many more marathons..:)

hve a nice weekend:)

"Calm seas never make skillful sailors"

Life is an adventure; is'nt happiness enjoying this adventure??
smehw I could'nt go with the ending of the story published in Young World, The Hindu....
http://www.hindu.com/yw/2008/05/06/stories/2008050650010100.htm

I feel young adults should be told that,
"Calm seas never make skillful sailors" and
"A ship in a harbour is safe, but that is not what ships are built for." - great nineteenth-century theologian, William Shedd
but the story preaches the other way..
Below is the story for ppl who could'nt access the link:
Happy wanted something more from life. She was tired of living in a pool of hippos, being happy all the time.
Happy was, well, always happy. Happy, the happy hippo, lived in a little pool with a lot of other hippos. All seemed well, until one day Happy decided that she had had enough. "Oh! My life is dull," she said. "Here I am, happy all the time with my family and friends, all telling me that it's good to have such a happy hippo around.
But, what about me? What about my life?" Bird, who always sat on Happy's back, knew that Happy was sad.
"Oh Bird, it's as if my heart is going to break. You see I am now five years old and all I have ever known is this pool and happiness. Isn't there anything else besides all this?" Bird nodded.
"I want to travel the world... to see life. I want more than a pool of hippos!" She got out of the pool and walked away with Bird on her back. She had walked a long way when she heard loud, raucous laughter. She saw monkeys swinging from tree to tree, pointing to her and laughing at her. They were even hurling insults at her. They had never before seen a hippo! Happy was upset. Bird said, "It's an experience, Happy!
A quick dip
It was hot and Happy's moist skin was getting dry and itchy. "Oh! for some water to have a quick dip," she thought. Just then, she saw a pool, invitingly cool. As she was about to take a plunge she heard a growl. "And who may you be?"
She saw a bright orange face. "This is a private pool, I'll have you know," said Orangeface. "It is mine. You need my permission."
"May I use your pool, dear Orangeface?"
"Don't be cheeky. No! You cannot use my pool," said Orangeface angrily. Shocked at such rudeness, Happy walked away.
She waddled off and came across a nice pond. She was just about to jump in when she heard a whiny voice. "Not so fast, fatty. Not unless you want to end up in my mouth!"
Happy looked to find a long, ugly creature with big, bally eyes and a wide, big mouth and sharp teeth. "This is my pond, so keep moving. Keep moving, I say."
Happy moved on. On and on she went, growing more and more unhappy with each step. Bird wanted to remind her about `wanting new experiences and seeing life'! Then unexpectedly the trees disappeared and they saw fields and fields of cultivated crop. They trudged on.
And then they saw it. It was the happiest moment of their lives. They found a large beautiful lake, with grass growing on the edges and trees swaying in the breeze. Happy tumbled into the water. The relief was enormous.
She giggled as she closed her eyes and felt the cool, blue waters cover her body. Suddenly, there was a scream. Happy saw a number of creatures on two legs, screaming and pointing. "What have I done now?" she thought.
Soon she had a net around her and was being dragged out of the water. She tried to tell them, that she wanted to swim but they wouldn't listen. Then the twolegged creatures hauled her into a big cage-like thing and she felt herself moving away. Bird wished he could remind Happy of the lovely home she had exchanged for her adventure.
After what seemed ages, Happy was dragged out and put into another cage. This cage however, did not move. It was rather cramped and there was a small pool in the centre. Happy went to dip herself in it and found that when she did, most of the water spilled out. But she was so tired, she fell asleep.
The next morning, Bird woke her up early because he couldn't understand what was happening. For in front of the cage were a number of two-legged creatures, all peering at Happy. "Have you had enough of new experiences? Have you seen enough of `life'?" asked Bird.
"Yes," whispered a very humble Happy. "Can I go home now?"

Reward points, sounds interesting!!!

Never did I bother about the reward points allotted for any debit/credit card transaction. Infact I came to know of them only an year back, where as I have been using them for the past 2 1/2 yrs:) Even after I came to know about it I never gave a thought to redeem them. Only last week when I got my a/c summary sheet from citi, and only after I took a bit of my precious time, yeah very precious time:) to read it(which I usually dont do:)), that I came to know that my points will get expired by April end. And out of habit I just postponed the thought of redeeming them. And luckily today I got reminded of it and opened my citi a/c to realize that few points(may be of last year) got elapsed and I have got 800+ points left. As I browsed throught the gifts avialable, I was really overwhelmed with joy looking at the 'Books' option. Its almost an year since I read any book. So, finally I ordered for 2 books, Freakonomics by Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner and Inscrutable Americans by Anurag Mathur.
Only then did it strike that I have got few points with icici credit card and immidiately opened it
to realize that they have eaten all my points as I have'nt used them. When they keep calling you
infinite number of times regarding sme or the other loan, offer, card etc why can't they give u a
call telling that your points will get elapsed soon. Its all double standard principles. Felt really
misarable but the thought that I am going to get 2 books from citi guys made my day:)
Its long since I posted any of my painting, and also its long since I touched my pallette....

The thought that I have to come to off only on monday, for its a 4 day
weekend for us inspires me to post one of my oil paintings... and here it
goes..I really liked it , mainly because of the bright color combination. And its the largest of all my paintings..
It will adore one of the walls of my house, when I own one:)
Have a grt weekend guys:)

Quirks with libnet v 1.1.2.1

Many loopholes in the libnet, like checksum calculation are mentioned on the net. But this one is not mentioned anywhere(or may be I could'nt use google search ) and it took hell lot of time to trace it out. As all the while I was under the assumption that its the problem with my code.

Its basically with ipv6 packet construction. The structure libnet_protocol_block has a variable called ip_offset which points to the IP header position in the whole packet and is used while calculating checksum of the transport protocol included in it. While constructing ipv4 packets ip_offset is being set but not while constructing ipv6 packets. Becuase of that, if the ipv6 packet has a transport layer sitting in its payload, the buffer which is being passed for checksum calculation is erroneous. As the pointer (which should be the location of Ip in the buffer) which is being sent to calculate checksum is dependent on ip_offset variable and as its not set the char* being sent points to the end of the packet buffer.

The solution is, while building the ipv6 packet a simple call to libnet_pblock_record_ip_offset will be sufficient but with a check that its not the last header i.e., the ip packet has the transport layer in its payload.

The Leaf

The Leaf, there it was, on the top branch of the tree,
all bright with a bright green hue.
And there were rains, which unsoiled it
so that it looks brigher
And there were sunny days, during which it provided us
with shade from the Sun, without any thought
of it being charred in the Sun.
And also there were storms, threatining it with its
power and might.
Intimidated it was, but was strong that strom will pass off and
it will survive the stroms.
It was followed by many winters, rains, summers and not to forget
many more storms.
Hazy was its sight, dull was the color, but
stronger was it might.
Then came a day when it has to bend in front of the strong winds,
which brought it to the ground.
The tree mourned, but the leaf had a twilight of hope, for its
not an ending but a new beginning;
As it, through the Earth shall reach all the trees and will be
the source of strength.

blogathonindia

Guys n gals, tighten your seat belts and get ready for the race with your blogs..
Blogathon is the event for all the bloggers.. to post your opinions on various topics mentioned..its an even for a week, from Apr 20th to 26th... and the topics have been released.. so waiting for what!!
And there is something new with this blog of mine:)
it is ( with a hope that u had'nt found it yet:( ) the tag at the end...this is my first blog with tag

Tags: blogathon

GOD, yet again you won

I always believed that a Supreme power exists on top of u.. I knew that He is the main thread who has got control on all the thread spawned by him.. but still I used to feel great of his creation, that he has taken the whole control with him except that of your mind; the control of which is with u.. no one else can grab it from u, untill the moment u give it to them.. u can make it dream ur dreams, drive it towards ur dream, but may/maynot achieve it, for its under His control.. even thn I used to feel that his creation is great for he has given us the opportunity to dream and strive for it..
But...
at times one question looms me....
y did He give us this opportunity when at most of the times its He who is going to win the race.. y did he give the chance to dream and strive for it, when He has already decided that He is going to thrash it..........
May be..
May be its to make you more stronger to run the race against Him, and finally either u win or take His dream for u as granted, for atleast u have'nt lost the race being a weak participant...
or atleast u have'nt lost the race without fighting atall..
or..
May be He feels and He knows His dream for u is better than your dream or may be The Best...

A Happenning workplace.. thts mine:)

what else can you expect from a workplace.. as usau,l work is there everywhere.. but my workplace is a happenning workplace.. for sports enthusiasits there were football, badmitton competitions.. for music enthusiasts there was music competetion, prelims of which was conducted 2 weeks back nd today is the finals.. and yesterday there came a renowned singer to enthrall us..
and for art enthusiasts (like me:D) there was painting competition yday:) nd the theme was 'Holi'..I will surely present before you whtever I painted once I get it.. looking at it u were surely ask if all the paintings I'm presenting through this medium r made by me:)I agree with ur doubts guys.. we were provided with crayons, sketches, water colors, poster colors nd what all are needed.. i thought for a change y dont I try with crayons...the image in my mind was to paint two ladies basically rural ladies in northie attire playing holi and add what all I feel like to make the sheet look colorful.. to my disaster crayyons were looking so dull that I totally lost interest.. even before I finished it, my state of mind was to just finish the job at hand..a very bad habit of mine:( instead I could have started it altogether in new sheet nd did the same with other colors or have done sth else.. so after the competition, whoever asked me as which one did I paint.. I said, "amongst all those painting whichever looks like a 1st standard kid's painting is mine:)".. I dont say that I lost because of this.. its because of the huge talent pool over here.. have to agree guys.. people have come with unimaginable but beautiful themes regarding holi... hwever, finally it was total fun n masti..
hve a nice sweet weekend
sayanora:)

Journey of Green City towards No-Green City

Since the time I am residing at b'lore I have been hearing locals, environmentalisists, NGOs raising their voices against tree felling. But I think the local govt over here pays no heed to their concerns. Yeah, I agree that development happens at a cost, but there should be some limit for everything. You may say that you will plant a tree to neutralize the cost of killing it. But do you think that just planting a sapling is sufficient. Though I dont have any statistics, I am sure that only 1 out of every 10-20 saplings you plant survive.
In the last week's The Hindu, when I read about an NGOs initiative to call Rudali women to cry and express their sorrow for the trees uprooted in CMH road, I did'nt anticipate the amount of destruction the fellers would have caused to the nature. Its only yesterday, when I happened to visit CMH road I realized it. I could'nt believe my eyes. For a second I was thinking if I am at CMH road or somewhere else?? Almost 70% of those huge number of trees have been cut. The trees which would have taken uncountable number of years to grow; which have been providing shade to googol number of pedestrains without expecting anything in turn must have been cut in minutes time. Looking at it, anyone will empathize at the locals who feel bad that their dear city, 'The Green City' is being converted to 'The No Green city' in the name of development. I feel everyone should raise their voice, contribute their share and give back its status of 'The Green City'; for every individual over here is going to bear the brunt of destroying the nature.

What a week it was

Really!!! what a week it was.. I wonder how I would have spent the whole of this week without
an unrestricted net connection and without Google The Great.. a whole week spent with lots n lots of browsing (most of which poeple may categorise as junk), with breaks in b/n to do the work for which I am being paid for:).. yeah, attimes I used to get intimidated when I see few guys around doing serious stuff.. but then I used to continue with my activity, thinking that there are times when even I worked like them, and there will also be in the future.. but as of now let me use this valuable time.. hwever it is, the end result is really great, I found out an online music store, with a huge repertoire, obviously with the aid of google.
I wish you all a nice, rocking, colorful weekend. And here goes my first oil painting(yet to be varnished). Its long since I put any of my paintings in my blog. Most of my friends said that my oil paintings are more appealing compared to water colors. Its maily because of the sheen of the oil paints. I feel that water colors are more challenging compared to oil colors, for its always easy to repaint a layer in oil colors which is not the case with water colors. And the thing that I did'nt like with oil colors is it takes hell lot of time to get dried up. It really tests my patience, for I cant wait till I see the finished painting.
Regarding oil painting I took lots of fundaes from who else but google before starting, the main fundae is regarding the ratio of oil and thinner to be mixed, because its the deciding factor as how the colors of the painting will turn out to be after few years. It says for every layer the
quantity of thinner should be reduced and that of oil should be increased. But I am still
apprehensive if I am doing it the right way, for after years/decades I dont want my grand children to look at my paintings and say, "ahhh!! was my
grandmother color blind or is this her taste of colors":(... I have done
quiet a few paintings after this, but at hindsight I feel I should do little
more of googling regarding oil paintings. So all your feedbacks,
suggestions, advices are appreciable.

Hve a nice weekend guys n gals:)

Thank God, I'm not a celeb!!!

Today on my way to office in our office cab, the junk paper Bangalore Times was lying in front of me and my eyes feel on sizzling Kajol in the front page. So, I felt I shall check as what is written about her. Only thn did I come to know the abysmal state of their lives. I used to think the worst thing of being a celeb or socialite is they don’t have a private life. But something worse than that is, the memory of all those page 3 reporters is so amazing that they can catch a celeb wearing a dress which he/she has worn some 2-3 yrs back. Great minds at junk work. So, they can’t repeat even their favourite clothes for atleast few years. Celebs, for whom partying is part n parcel of life, will some day end up in trauma; for eveytime they plan for a party they have to crosscheck if they have worn it in the recent past and recent past means, recent years not weeks or months. Kajol adored the BT today, for she failed to follow this code of conduct. So, the only viable option is they should buy a new one everytime they party. In that case they also loose the joy of shopping; it’s a joy only when u do it once in a while.

Finally!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Finally!! I could make my lazy bones to get up and go for a morning walk:). Ahh!! It was such an uphill task. For the past 2 weeks I have been rigourously trying on this. Apart from the usual alarm I also used to keep a reminder with some terrible tone. Finally, yesterday I got up and went for a walk at a nearby park. I wanted to post it yesterday itself, but was scared if it ends up to be a one day achievement, for I have many such achievements. I have set number of examples till now to prove that 'things started with a bang may end with a bang'. So, I waited to check if my lazy bones will react today also to the alarm. Though it reacted a little late it was finally ready for a walk. Tomorrow n day after will be rest for them. I just hope that the 2 day holiday does'nt turn out to be an extended holiday and finally end up as a permanent holiday:(.
guys n gals hve a nice weekend:)

Mekedatu - My first travelogue

I am here today because I realized that its thursday, and its high time to give my weekend update. Hey guys, it was an adventurous weekend that passed by. I went on a trek to Mekedatu with office gang, half of them I just knew by face before the trip. Its around 90+Km from b’lore. The adventurous gang comprised of Vaishali, Surya, Lokesh, sks, Anoop, Anirudh, Divya, Saritha, Sreekanth, Keshav, Kiran, Anupam, Vishal and urs truly:). We started at 7 in the morning and reached the spot Sangam, i.e., sangamam(merging) of Cauvery and Arakavati rivers. We had starters from the lunch menu for breakfast as that is what u get in the restaurent. Its because he rules the place as there r no other restaurants there to give him a tough competition. Then v started for the trip with complexion conscious guys applying sun screens. We walked through water which was just 1-2 foot deep for around a distance of 3-4m and then embarked on our trek on rocks to reach Mekedatu. U can also trek on road which runs parallelly or can take a bus which plies once every half an hour. But we felt its not for guys like us:D. For the first one hour it was rather easy. After that the path seemed tougher, because of big rocks, to cross which we did some sort of mini rock climbing(does’nt know if it can be called rock climbing, but I would like to call it so to satisfy my poor soul:)). In the middle of the trek v took a little long break, to do some adventure with running water. Initially I thought I will just dabble with water, but the infectious ebulliem of others inspired me to enter water. Everyone of us played a lot by throwing water on eveyother person who is nearby. But someday I would like to take revenge on Vaishali, Surya nd Sreekanth who helped me to climb on to the rock which was in the middle of water and then 3 of them started throwing water on me. Once thy took a break, I partly took my revenge by doing the same feat. Then after sometime we felt enough of water adventures and resumed with our trek. After little more of trekking most of us were loosing stamina because of hunger. We had respite with the bread we were carrying. After that few of thm felt they had enough adventure nd took the road, but few of us(Vaishali, Surya, Lokesh, Keshav, Kiran nd myself) were determined to tread the path of rocks nd went ahead. Then it became more tougher because for every step we had to decide if v r taking the right path, which ofcourse my frends were doing and I was just following them. In between we took a break to play with little fishes in the water. The sight of those cute fishes carrying pieces of marrie biscuit offered to them was lovely:). Thn v trekked for somemore time, but still Mekedatu was beyond our sight, and I was loosing my energy. Finally at around 2:30 v decided that its better to take the road, as the destination is beyond sight, nd it was very sunny. Then v took the road nd to our surprise v reached the destination in 5 min. The whole fun was in trekking on the path full of stones, u miss a lot if u take the bus on trek on the road, for I felt there is nothing great watchable at Mekedatu. Its only the journey to reach it thats interesting. You should c those rocks which have be sculptured in different shapes with different cuts by the running water and it must have taken ages and the water was turquoise-clear as u proceed. After reaching Mekedatu we gobbled food, spent some time nd came back by bus to Sangam. People need to carry food with them, for nothing except soft drinks are available there. After reaching the Sangam spot, few of them wanted to play in the waters of sangam. But I did’nt as the thought of me being neck deep in water gave me palpitations. However it was a nice, memorable trip and its special as its my first trek.

By the Mekedatu means a narrrow gorge which even a goat can leap over. 'Meke' means goat in Kannada and Telugu.

My legs and thighs were aching for 2 days, and now i'm perfectly alright and all set ready for my next trip:)

Hve a nice day:)

Shaan

Everyone out there must be thinking as how come a post on Shaan today. Its like this; It being my blogspot, and me being ardent fan of Shaan, someday a post has to be devoted to him, nd that someday is today because the fragrance of his music has engulfed my house yesterday night nd his songs have occupied my playlist and are being played continuously right from morning. My memories of Shaan take me back to his days as the host of Sa Re Ga Ma Pa and his album Tanha Dil ( particularly the title track). Whenever I feel like listening to songs in my tape-recorder (yeah, tape-recorder:), I belong to one of those medieval groups who still use it:D), my hands first fall on Shaan’s cassette(now you guys must be thinking its because its the only cassette I have:D and I would like to say you are wrong:))

His charm, humility, down to earth attitude adds grace to his sweet melodious voice. Added to these I feel he has got great anchoring skills, for his infectious warmth keeps the participants at ease.

To add beauty of the post on this sweet person let me present my paintings.

The one on the right is one of my water colors. And the other one is imitation of kutti krishnar who adores one of the walls of my home.

Sayanora:) Hve a nice evening:)

Illusions

"Well, Donald, Part One: I do not exist to impress the world. I exist to live my life in a way that will make me happy."
"OK. Part Two?"
"Part Two: Everybody else is free to do whatever they feel like doing, for a living.
Part Thtree: Responsible is Able to Respond, able to answer for the way we choose to live. There's only one person we have to answer to, of course, and that is ...?"
".....ourelves,"
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.
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"Even if the Rule was changed to Do unto others as they want to be done to, we can't know how anybody but ourselves wants to be done to. What the Rule means, and how we apply it honestly, is this: Do unto others as you truely feel like doing unto others.

Yeah, I agree, its pure plagiarism, each letter, word, formation is from the book Illusions, which I was reading on my way to office. I read the book for the first time some 2-3 years back, when I could'nt assimulate number of points, even now number of points are beyond my comprehension.

These words reminded me of Hoard Roark, who lives life on his terms, who does unto others what he feels like doing unto others with no emotions attached to his actions, who is all and only practical in life, who leads a happy life irrespective of what happens with his life and what others do to his life.... its really good if one can lead such a life, for everyone wants to lead a happy life, for we will be passing through this life only once.. But if everyone becomes a Hoard Roark, Donald Shimoda, Richard what will happen to the world, how does the world which is void of emotions look like...

Addicted Addicted Addicted

You must be thinking as to what did I get addicted to.

Is it to any of those doping stuff??
No guys never will I:)
Then is it to TV, food, movies etc etc.
No guys none of these
Then it should be work..
nope:)..
Ahh!! how dumb I was, how will someone like you who blogs sitting at office be addicted to work..
yep:)
then to wht did u get addicted to??
Its to my alter ego guys, my blogspot :D

Every now and then I open my page, not to post but to check if someone has dropped a comment and to check my hit count:D. Greedy female, that I am. Though there were not many comments the hit count was inceasing slowly and gradually, looking at it my poor soul felt happy(thinking, slow and steady wins the race). Only then did my grey cells wake up from its dream and said, “My dear Bhuvana, your hit count for sure is increasing slowly, but my dear its because you have been visiting your own page every now and then, so, dear, most of the hit count is because of you”. Listening to this my poor soul felt dejected and was in doldrums all this while.
I cajoled it to write a post, telling its fine, you are here to post your views but not to bother of your hit count, and thats how this post.


As I am here let me present you with one of my pencil sketching done by placing a real-life object. The lighter shades tells that sun light was falling in those areas(Great Invention:D).

okk thn, c u, have a nice time:)


NOTE: Hey guys, if you notice you can see a faded imprint of krishnar's face in the background of this sketch. Its because I kept the sketch of krishnar on top of this:)

My kudos to you, Mr O P Bhatt

My hearty Congratulation to you, Mr O P Bhatt, Chairman of SBI, for winning CNN-IBN’s Indian of the Year- in the Business Category for 2007. Greater than the award is you being ahead of corporate world famous giants of Ambanis, Mittal and Maalya. Your achievement in bringing the public sector to the forefront with all its constraints is really commendable. Unlike others who were vying for the title, neither u become a billioneer with this outcome nor you become a house hold name, for the common man just knows tht SBI is growing, they may not know as who is leading it to the top of the charts. But you will get the kudos for making the public sector compete with private secotrs and win over them. As you want your bank to become a global player I have a piece of advice/suggestions.

SBI may be making profits in the share market, it may be giving huge dividends to its investors, but its lagging behind whn it comes to the main motto of any bank i.e., to serve its people. I can say this for I have a personal experience to back it with. When I moved to Bangalore 2 ½ years back, I wanted to transfer two of my SBI accounts of 2 different places to Bangalore and merge thm. For this I filled all the relevant papers, handed over my 2 a/c books. After a month or so whn I enquired the status of my application I came to knw that they have misplaced my a/c books nd cud’nt trace thm. Then started my days of trauma. From thn on it became more of a ritual for me to visit the branch on every Saturday. I had to go and remind thm to do sth to rectify their mistake, thn smehw I’m not sure of, thy transferred my a/c s nd created one here, only to find tht thy created with a wrong name. Finally after rectifying even tht mistake of theirs, thy felt pity at my plight and as a remuneration thy said tht thy will provide me with an online a/c, applications of which hve just arrived at their branch and which is not offered to everyone( according to thm). Finally, I felt, its fine. Only after I opened the online a/c I found tht my name has been mispelt in my home page (according to thm it will not affect my transactions which may or may not be true). It took almost 3-4 months for all these to end. Till thn every sat, if I’m at b’lore, it became more of a custom to visit the branch once. Its all because in both of my a/cs there was considerable amount. On one of my saturday visits, two more girls were there to open an a/c, who were also visiting the branch for the past 2-3 weeks. On that fine day they got frustrated to the extent tht thy tore the application form in front of the employees and threw it in the dust bin telling tht thy don’t need an a/c.

I don’t say tht these are not happening with private banks(may or may not be). Also I don’t say its because most of the employees of SBI are elderly people. Why because my application was being handled by an youngster whose recklessness and lack of responsibility caused it. And finally it was a good old elderly person, who took the responsibility, even though its was’nt his fault and handled my case. So, Sir, I feel even though the quality of the product which you sell is good, its only the service you offer to public will help you in the long run. This post for sure is not to defame your organization but just to help it in becoming more successful in all fronts.

Congrates once again Sir.

Hey guys and gals (though ‘guys’ addresses both guys n gals, I added 'gals' on a spl req:)), it was quiet an eventful weekend though was home alone. I finished one oil painting and the other is waiting to get embellished. The one which I am done with is an abstract painting and it has come out gud, the other has got no of fine details to touch upon.

The most interesting part of my weekend was me preparing 'Karjikaai', a sweet made in south. It resembles samosa, but in cresent shape with sweet stuffing. Few of my frends at office were lucky enough to taste it:), but a sincere request, pls don’t ask thm as hw it has come out, for who knows it better thn the chef herself:D And here goes my recipe:
For the stuffing:
1 quantity of dry grated coconut,
Sugar based on ur taste buds need and diabetic level
Cardomon
And I added 3/4th quantity of roasted Bengal gram
Grind all at one go to a coarse powder
For the outer cover:
I added 2 quantities of wheat flour with 1 quantity of maida

Mix wheat flour n maida with little water, knead it and make it like chapathi dough.
Make small balls out of the dough, roll thm like chapathi, put the stuffing in the centre, fold it at the center and bind the edges together. Take care while pressing the ends together, so that the stuffing does'nt spill while frying.
Then deep fry it in oil till it turns golden brown.
And now its ready to eat :)

What I prepared looked exactly like this. (courtesy: google the great)
But the sad twist in the story came after few hours when it lost its crispiness:(
My frends say that I shd hve used only maida or added little ghee while kneading. Expert advice is appreciated in this regard.
Hwever it was a good attempt, done single handedly without any supervision.
So, if someone wants to try this and r in dire need of expert suggestion, I’m always there for u:)

Now I could hear quiet a few of you asking to present my paintings:) thanq guys:) I always knew that you ppl are always there to encourage me. And here goes my second

sketching and my second water color.

The water color is an imitation of a greeting card. I won't put my comments on these, for u know as wht thy will be.

Okk, c u thn, hve a nice day:)

WIB

No, this is definitely not a ‘story or reel’ on the lines of MIB, but a real story which started in Israel almost 20 years back. Women In Black (WIB) is a movement started by Israeli women who stand in silent vigil to protest against their countrymen occupying ther neighbour’s land. Excerps from Sunday’s The Hindu magazine, http://www.hindu.com/mag/2008/01/20/stories/2008012050050200.htm . In the present happening world where ppl are bothered about them, themselves and only themselves, its wonderful to see these women in Israel, who r fighting for their fellow beings, fellow beings not frm there mother land, but frm across the territory and are condemning the actions of their own countrymen. Their resolution is very candid and simple, its to save their country frm the blame of occupying the land which is not their’s and their refusal to be enemies with their neighbouring country. The result of this is yet to be seen, but for the nobel cause thy are fighting for thy are tagged as 'traitors'. Still thy r firm on their resolve - 'to see two states - Israel and Palestine -existing side by side'.

My First Blog

Finally I’m into blogging. Its almost an year since I hve been thinking of starting a blog of mine nd its almost 4-5 months since I hve created a blogger a/c. Nw everyone out there might have made a wild guess that they will be reading my second blog after an year or two. I promise tht I will prove all u guys wrong :D

The title of my blog is certainly based on the movie “Life is beautiful”. Me, not being an avid movie watcher, once visited a DVD shop with the thought of borrowing “In Pursuit of Happiness”, and accidentally the words “Life is Beautiful” came out of my mouth. Nd the guy over there happily lended me the DVD; only thn did I realize tht I blurted out wrong words nd said its not wht I want, I wnt 'In Pursuit of Happiness'. He was dumb struck whn I said tht I don’t know tht a movie called “life is beautiful’ exists nd accidently the words came out of my mouth. Thn he said its a movie worth watching nd asked me to watch it. I really had to thank him later as its really worth a millon dollar. The actors did’nt act but just lived the characters. The incredible acting by Guido, who laughs over adversity nd wins over it is worth no of oscars. He makes u laugh nd at the same time leaves a tear in ur eye. He illustrates quiet effectively as hw one can paint a beautiful life with courage, love n sacrifice

GOD has created evey being beautifully, its upto us as hw to glorify it. Below r the few lines from http://www.pravsworld.com/; I found it apt and within context to my present post.

Go ahead with life as it is, with the bumps and pitfalls.

However it is, give your best to every moment.

Don't spend your time waiting for the perfect situation,

something which is not very likely to come.

Life is not perfect;

the way you live can make it perfectly wonderful.

nd I hve added the word colorful to my blog name, because I feel its unfair on my part to bore “My dear readers’ to death with my writings; so, I would love to exhibit few of my paintings thru this blog, ( I would hear quiet a few of u mumbling "hw can u be so unsympathetic, using ur paintings to kill a person, who is already on the verge of death after reading ur blog").’My dear reader’, I agree I’m not tht grt painter, but with ur encouragement I’ll become one smeday(hope so:D).

So guys, please bear with me(or its like u hve no other option:D). Granted the permission, here goes my first drawing in B&W(mother of all color combinations); my first pencil drawing after a gap of nearly 9-10yrs. And the one below is my first water color. Looks like a kinder-garden kid's painting:). I have done quiet a few after these, which are better than these, but for sure these look pretty(enough of self-boasting).

okk guys, c u thn. Have a nice day:)