tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227046642024-03-08T18:53:24.639+05:30My own fallacies. . .It's of me by me for me...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-92111258757618107302013-11-18T03:30:00.000+05:302014-08-06T17:32:40.191+05:30Get a life :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> I always knew something was not right with the world. But today, finally, I realize something is terribly wrong with this world. Why didn't it occur to me before? Will I ever be able to find out what's it that, so wrong about our world? Even if I were to find it out, will I be able to do something about it?<br /> <br /> It's sad to see that people you admire are having world views entirely different from your own. It creates some sort of cognitive dissonance in you- having to love someone while not agreeing to many things that they deem as true. It's&nbsp; a sad state of affairs especially when you don't admire a lot of people.<br /> <br /> "Get a life, Kiddo", yelled someone from behind!!<br /> <br /> "Adios amigo, will miss you"&nbsp;</div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-87071715302626187882010-12-03T13:33:00.001+05:302010-12-03T13:38:32.314+05:30Insecurity prevails :)For years, I haven't written anything...I ceased to be creative....The good news is that I am writing with a calm mind for the first time in my life...I usually write only when I feel very lonely and when I suffer "emotional breakdown" - that is what I wish to call it...<br /> <br /> Today when I start writing I have no specific end in view. It just so happened that my friend left his laptop with me for a few hours. So I have been watching movie and wasting some valuable time in net. <br /> <br /> Why is my time always valuable?<br /> Time is valuable for everyone, not just for me, I do understand that. Yet I don't seem to be aware of that fact.<br /> When I call a friend I want them to pick the phone everything wherever they are, meanwhile I don't do that anytime in my life. I pick up a call only when I feel absolutely okay to attend the call. Otherwise it's "no answer"<br /> .<br /> <br /> Another thing is for the last few years I have only written about me, my life , my friends my ideas...<br /> So I feel I am becoming more and more self-centered with each passing day...<br /> <br /> Now that I got a new beginning, a new opportunity to undo (to some extent) some of the miserable actions in my earlier life (I only had one life though), I should come out of my "self"...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331noreply@blogger.com11Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India13.074305920077208 80.22370147984474912.907094420077208 79.990241979844754 13.241517420077209 80.457160979844744tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-17905386082031938482009-10-17T20:44:00.002+05:302009-10-25T15:37:21.028+05:30A todo list ...<div class="entrybody"><p>I have never been enough responsible in my Life…I have not shown any sense of responsibility in anything that I have done so far…</p><p>I have been an<br />1) Irresponsible student<br />2) Irresponsible engineer<br />3) Irresponsible person</p><p>May be I was a responsible son…probably :)...</p><p>Being responsible to myself is my first priority…</p><p>These are the associated To Dos<br />1. Wake Up early (Even on week-ends…before 9:30 AM)<br />2. Sleep Early (Before 12 mid night)<br />3. Have a healthy break fast.<br />4. Be responsive to my ideologies ( I have been deviating ..I never gave enough considerations before taking decisions-which actually means I have been ignoring my own thoughts on those matters)<br />5. Kill My Ego…When I say “kill my ego” ,I just mean to keep it within a reasonable level so that I can maintain relationships comfortably…Just to cite the most recent catastrophe due to my ‘superego’ – I lost an amazing company…a friend…In the sense I lost contact with her for at least a year…<br />This is what happened:<br />I met a friend after 3 years….We spent sometime together talking about small small things-chit-chats. I enjoyed her company more than she enjoyed mine (this is how I feel,and most probably it should be true). While it was time for me to say adieu,she asked me to keep in touch at least through phone. I said fine I will call you,I wasn’t serious I didn’t have her number…She laughed and said “you are lying you don’t even have my number and you offer to call me”...I pretended not to have heard her question..I just said …”see you sometime later ..somewhere..till then adios!!”<br /><em>I don’t know why I didn’t ask her number</em>...<br />I am sure it’s my ego…:((<br />6. Avoid mood swings…I mean occasional desperation.Why else should I be writing all these craps at 02:33 am ?<br />7. Be proactive …One of my ideal is to “live freely and let others live freely”... I don’t believe in guiding others/giving advices etc…We are all equals on this earth…I will try to make others better informed but will never impose any guidance or advice upon them.<br />Problem with this is that,while I abstain from making decisions for others they don’t usually reciprocate the same courtesy. I end up in the receiving end… I want to change this age old practice as well…</p><p>More details to follow..Going to sleep now…</p><p><br /></p><p>And lastly the most important <span style="font-style: italic;">todo</span> is to stop being lazy. Too lazy to blog even (ie why I copied this 11-month old stuff from http://www.43things.com/person/arunib ).<br /></p><p>If there is one thing that stands in my way, it's my laziness; may be once I stop being lazy I will find the next big obstacle. :)<br /></p></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-78745475602035623402008-01-16T17:12:00.000+05:302008-01-16T17:52:05.331+05:30<content type="html">I don't know what is going through my mind now (vague thoughts!!!). It's as if I write down what ever comes to my mind...Truly random thoughts.<br /> I am facing a big problem now-a problem that everyone faces but only a few bothers bout - the problem of our existence.. What kind of existence do we have ? Do we really exist? What is reality? These questions every one knows too difficult or impossible to answer but without whose answers whatever we do becomes just dump efforts aimed at void.<br /> As some one said(Is it Feynman?) does there really a reason why we should be good?or doing good? I don't think there is a great reason for that . Only argument that is a bit convincing is the argument for happiness or well being or comfort of our own body and mind . When one is given a choice to be happy or unhappy ,wouldn't it be rational to opt to be happy? Does this answer depend on whether our lives have a meaning or not? In either case it seems to be better to be happy than unhappy... (Argument by B.Russel -Conquest of happiness)<br /> Why am I writing all these thoughts or craps? Let me get organizized(courtesy: Movie-Taxi Driver).Yea let me complete my previous post before writing any other non-sense. First things first na...<br />I have thought of this single post about my childhood many a times, each time failing to get access to keyboard to put it down.. When the net is there I am not able to organize my thoughts to complete the post.I don't know if it's because its too personal . or do I suspect the credibility of my own coloured memories? Anyways here it goes..<br /> There was a young boy,passionate about science ever since he started reading science journals and attending astronomy (sky gazing) sessions. He had an ardent liking for things like magnets,lenses ,metal plates ,spheres ,ball bearings etc etc...Life went smoothly for him ,life gave him all that he wanted(through parents) except perhaps a video game which he indeed got but a bit later.He never wished for a lot of stuff,but only those he was sure of getting.<br /> He used to offer prayers on certain evenings and again at night after reading some books. It seemed he was as oblivious to God as God was to him.I don't want to fill this post with any more details about his outlooks.<br /> Once he went to his neighbour's house to see the deadbody of the old man there ,and to mourn his death! .The man was over ninety years old .His age was nearing 100 when the death struck. He had been on his death bed for a few days and it wasn't an unexpected death. So nobody was downhearted by his death.<br />The boy went near the corpse.It had been kept there for while then. Near the body there was a broken specs which was worn by the deceased man untill his death.One of the glasses was disjointed from the frame. The moment the boy saw that a lense was freely kept there (unattended),he took it with him and added it to his list of great personal possessions.<br /> He enjoyed the real inverted image formed by a convex lense.He took the lense to the sun light and jubilantly burned out some leaves with the focused sun light. It was a thick glass and he didn't know the <span style="font-style: italic;">power of the lenses</span>...Only thing he knew was that the thicker the glass the better was the lense.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/7874547560203562340/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=7874547560203562340" title="0 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/7874547560203562340"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/7874547560203562340"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know-what-is-going-through-my.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-2581931220822408772</id><published>2008-01-16T17:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:11:18.827+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="child"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><title type="text"/><content type="html">I dont know if I would be able to finish this post if at all I am going to start it :)...<br />Once there lived a 11 year old boy who was nothing but an egoist...But he loved science (only science and didn't really care about other happening in his life)..</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/2581931220822408772/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=2581931220822408772" title="5 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/2581931220822408772"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/2581931220822408772"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know-if-i-would-be-able-to.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-3057031669942250599</id><published>2008-01-16T16:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:05:17.057+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><title type="text"/><content type="html">For some days I feel as if my life is at stake. I dont know why I feel so. I feel so damn uncomfortable about anything I do/think. I fear something,something that is in future which might make my life miserable. Or I am fearing my own desires which are growing fast and I know I am falling well short of it...</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/3057031669942250599/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=3057031669942250599" title="0 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/3057031669942250599"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/3057031669942250599"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-some-days-i-feel-as-if-my-life-is.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-2789076447640027571</id><published>2007-12-26T20:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:43:40.700+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GATE"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><title type="text"/><content type="html">Gate 2008<br />I have to prepare.I wish to prepare. I want to prepare. But I am not able to..<br /> <br />There are things which we can do but which may not be quite interesting. All things which can be done create a bit of boredom to the adventurous people,who wants to do the impossible. But if you are like god or you think you are like God ,there isn't anything impossible for you, nothing worth doing....and you'll end up doing nothing...<br /><br /> An adventurous God does nothing....He's just idle and remains idle for ever <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" alt=":-)" title=":-) (Smile)" height="15" width="15" /></content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/2789076447640027571/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=2789076447640027571" title="0 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/2789076447640027571"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/2789076447640027571"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2007/12/gate-2008-i-have-to-prepare.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-6372112438708073602</id><published>2006-12-14T09:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-02T00:55:58.069+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="character"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="college"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><title type="text"/><content type="html"><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> What happened to me?I changed a lot, perhaps by an immeasurable quantity....<br /> <br /> The changes<br /> <br /> <table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2" style="height: 474px; text-align: left; width: 686px;"><tbody> <tr><td style="font-weight: bold;">Then</td><td><span style="font-weight: bold;">Now</span></td></tr> <tr><td>was good</td><td>not so good</td></tr> <tr><td>loved some one</td><td>no where near to loving any one</td></tr> <tr><td>was not selfish</td><td>was not selfish</td></tr> <tr><td>was emotional</td><td>only rational</td></tr> <tr><td>never cared about society</td><td>more or less the same....<br /> society still means nothing</td></tr> <tr><td>occasionally susceptible to emotional<br /> breakdowns</td><td>Never again...</td></tr> </tbody> </table> <br /> <span style="font-style: italic;">It seems my blood is frozen!!</span><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <div id="AnswersBalloon" style="left: 526px; position: absolute; top: 408px; visibility: hidden; width: 490px; z-index: 99999;"> <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="JSBalloon" id="AutoNumber1" style="border-collapse: collapse; direction: ltr;"><tbody> <tr><td height="9" width="10"><br /></td><td height="9" style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(153, 153, 153);" width="1"><br /></td> <td class="topimagecorner1" height="9" id="AnswerTipHook" style="visibility: hidden;" valign="bottom"><img class="AnswerTipNorth" height="18" src="http://www.answers.com/main/images/aNorthEast.gif" width="67" /></td> <td height="9" style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(153, 153, 153);" width="100%"><br /></td> <td height="9" style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(153, 153, 153);" width="70"><br /></td> <td height="9" width="10"><br /></td> </tr> <tr class="handle" handlefor="AnswersBalloon" id="AnswersHandle7"> <td class="topimagecorner1" height="8" width="8"><img border="0" height="8" src="http://www.answers.com/main/images/cLeftTop.gif" width="8" /></td> <td class="topimage1" colspan="4" height="8" width="100%"><br /></td> <td class="topimagecorner1" height="8" width="10"><img border="0" height="8" src="http://www.answers.com/main/images/cRightTop.gif" width="8" /></td> </tr> <tr class="centerrow"><td class="handle" handlefor="AnswersBalloon" height="100%" id="AnswersHandlee" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(153, 153, 153);" width="3"><br /></td> <td colspan="4" valign="top"><table class="donotmoveme" id="Balloontable1" style="width: 99%;"><tbody> <tr><td><div id="Answertip" style="height: 248px; 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border-width: 1px;" width="280"><br /></td> <td class="bottomimagecorner1" height="8" width="8"><img border="0" height="8" src="http://www.answers.com/main/images/cRightBottom.gif" width="8" /></td> </tr> </tbody></table> </div> </div></content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/6372112438708073602/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=6372112438708073602" title="6 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/6372112438708073602"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/6372112438708073602"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-happened-to-mei-changed-lot.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-115658370116281753</id><published>2006-08-26T13:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-26T14:45:01.170+05:30</updated><title type="text"/><content type="html">Today became one of the contenders for the worst day of my life till date!!<br /><br /> When you see my life from outside (from any one else's perspective),you will not see anything special today. Today is just another day. But, for me this day is unforgettable .The reason although pretty simple ,will not seem sensible to anyone else in this world.<br /><br />In <a href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/04/post-on-1st-of-march-republished-great.html">this</a> post I had given a word . It was supposed to be for a life time and it did not even last six months! This is the one Reason.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/115658370116281753/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=115658370116281753" title="0 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/115658370116281753"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/115658370116281753"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-became-one-of-contenders-for.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-115616654905033313</id><published>2006-08-21T18:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:43:25.570+05:30</updated><title type="text"/><content type="html">One blog per month seems to be working fine for me...It is not something that I deliberately did , but it happened that way...<br /><br /> It has been around hundred days since I blogged.I can't find an exact reason for this.In fact there are lots of reason behind it,first and foremost being my idleness!!<br /> Last four months were perhaps the most eventful period in my life. It saw the end of my college life,my entry in to the corporate world and things like that.But these incidents as such is not enough for the "eventfulness".There were bigger, reasons...which happened only in my mind with no real counterparts!! :)</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/115616654905033313/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=115616654905033313" title="0 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/115616654905033313"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/115616654905033313"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-blog-per-month-seems-to-be-working.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-114574545738161660</id><published>2006-04-23T03:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-23T04:07:38.006+05:30</updated><title type="text"/><content type="html"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dallas.newdream.net/pics/bwme3.gi"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://dallas.newdream.net/pics/bwme3.gi" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Post on 1st of March (republished) <br /> A great day was gone ................there came an eventful day...can I call it eventful... Yeah indeed ... infact I should ..<br /><br /><br /> Today is 1st of March ...Time has become a horse ....it gallops for ever...<br />Truly one month is now such a small span of time that I'll simply ignore it ..I don't actually remember any day in the month of February... Time is going out of my hands ...out of my reach tooo.....<br /><br /> Next week there is a sessional , a small battle - a routine one .......What if I lose ????? But I can't afford to do that any more ...I had had enough ( Ha ha ha) ,enough of desperation ...So I'm planning something big ........Yes!<br /><br /> I am giving a word here ---for the first time- I'll be systematic in my own way...<br />Don't know if I'll be able to keep the this word ,but I feel it's important (That is why I'm giving it a solid written evidence) .Now if I can't keep it? I don't know what will happen? I'll be in great trouble because it will mean that I don't have any control over my mind...It'll be unbearable for me. So somehow or the other how I've to keep my word . This is no mean task ,I know . I 've failed in this attempt a 1000 times before , each time confident of keeping the word ...<br /><br /> And finally let me tell you, this will be my foremost priority for sometime from now......Okay let's see how good am I at keeping words ? Or how bad ??<br /><br /> Okay forget it, now I've to prepare for the sessionals ......Beware of the Ides of March......<br /><br /> And one last thought ....... in case I fail to keep my promise; perhaps I'll be left with this one justification : We are all mortals , why insist on our words being immortal ....Words should as well have to be mortals .......<br /><br />"Divinity is unwanted when there is enough humanity"<br /><br />Whose mortality(death) are you waiting for?</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/114574545738161660/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=114574545738161660" title="5 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114574545738161660"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114574545738161660"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/04/post-on-1st-of-march-republished-great.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-114574341730078243</id><published>2006-04-23T03:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-23T03:33:38.366+05:30</updated><title type="text"/><content type="html">Crazy thoughts...<br /><br /> I had plans to blog blog and blog during the last 3 months .In my mind already I've created a 100 blog entries with in these 100 days...but they were not to be written or published...Had I published them,atleast some of my friends would have known me better...<br /> Eh what? Knowing some body through the blogs?...Yeah strange it may sound but I do do this, I have a great passion for psychology.May be because of an inconsequential similarity between me and Sigmund Freud, that I got interested in psychology. Oh should I write it here?<br /> No you can guess it...and with a very very very high probability your guess willl go wrong...So should I give some clue. Here it is- the similarity lies in our minds (I know we aren't any where near peers , but still would like to cling on to 'our minds' :) ) ; similarity in our outlook , mind set...(Dont ever think that I know the basics of psychology ,it's far too out of my realm)<br /><br /> Okay it's time to play AOE so I will write later about something different....<br />Oh last thing have you noticed that I've started using some short words like 'abt, 'tht' etc--did you get the reason.Yup-I've started chatting.<br /><<span style="font-style: italic;">You will not see them here as I edited them</span>><br /><br /> " Yahoo is just a messenger...We are the empires."<br /><br />Oh my writing style is tending to become the official -I mean blogging.<br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;">So in the coming days you can expect some more posts. Remember don't exepect too much or too soon. Both words out of my dictionary...</span></content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/114574341730078243/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=114574341730078243" title="2 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114574341730078243"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114574341730078243"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/04/crazy-thoughts.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-114365948156527119</id><published>2006-03-29T23:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-23T03:09:50.936+05:30</updated><title type="text"/><content type="html">Some reflections and some refractions!<br /><br /> My Life is going through a critical phase.Life has now become a total disarray......Blogs used to give some order in to my otherwise anarchist way of life....<br /><br /> I don't care about anything unless I'm too uncomfortable with it..Perhaps one of the qualities ( not sure if it's a quality) I hold is extreme tolerance......It's like I can tolerate almost anything -Any kind of mischief from others what ever it be and be patient...<br /> But again this is not unconditional.........there is a limit beyond which I feel I'm done and I begin bursting out....There is another quicker way out....The moment someone gets angry at me ,I'll lose all my patience and my temperament will be lost immediately.Till now I've not found a work around for this longstanding problem...<br /><br /> What else to write.I don't know...These days I am not getting enough time to write something ...Earlier I used to write diary,then it changed to blog and now I don't have time for anything...24 hrs in day is simply wasted on Age of the Empires or some other game....<br /> Honeymoon with the newly bought comp is still going on...And during this short period, a comp has become an indispensable thing...May be after writing this short note ,I 'll be playing aoe for an hour 0r two or three or I don't know how long I'll play..Perhaps untill my win the Hardest battle...<br /><br /><br />Losing a battle in the middle is quite worrying experince....<br /><br /><br /> For the time being I will not write any blogs...simply because I am not feeling good right now...My head is always heavy....and eyes are almost closed like anything. I am not dozing but in a state very near to that...<br /><br /><br />Nothing more to write...</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/114365948156527119/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=114365948156527119" title="0 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114365948156527119"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114365948156527119"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-reflections-and-some-refractions.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-114156482150557931</id><published>2006-03-05T18:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-19T03:48:14.366+05:30</updated><title type="text"/><content type="html">Glimses of a small life!!<br /><br /> I've been thinking about this post for quite a long time ... These are some of the events in my life ,that I still remember. Other than that they don't have any relevance.<br /> <br />A vague memory<br /><br /> A small boy (it's me -some 4-5 years old) with his playmate...They were just doing something , don't remember what exactly.It was drizzling then.... there was water like a shallow wide pond; there was a bund or something , there was enough backwater to drown a small boy ,say a meter high.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dof.virginia.gov/rfb/images/rain-garden-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 386px;" src="http://www.dof.virginia.gov/rfb/images/rain-garden-003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.edgehill.co.uk/Children%20in%20the%20Monsoon%20Water.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.edgehill.co.uk/Children%20in%20the%20Monsoon%20Water.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /> I don't remember anything more .I remember that place ,I know where exactly it's . I can still show you ....But there is a problem. The embankment isn't there ...It has disappeared long before ... and no one else remembers it....This creates a doubt in my mind ....<br /> Was it all a dream ?</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/114156482150557931/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=114156482150557931" title="0 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114156482150557931"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114156482150557931"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/03/glimses-of-small-life-ive-been_05.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22704664.post-114046429121153196</id><published>2006-02-21T00:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-19T03:46:41.716+05:30</updated><title type="text"/><content type="html">After a long break I'm back...But even now, everything isn't going the right way. I was planning to postpone this -I mean resuming blog-posting -for a week or so...But as always couldnt resist the temptation.That is why you are seeing this post now.<br /><br /> It has been around four months since I've written anything seriously on the web (even on paper) .</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/feeds/114046429121153196/comments/default" title="Post Comments"/><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22704664&postID=114046429121153196" title="0 Comments"/><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114046429121153196"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22704664/posts/default/114046429121153196"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://enthymemes.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-long-break-im-back.html" title=""/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442798371965211331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>