<?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-11507203</id><updated>2011-07-24T21:51:35.137+05:30</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='tech'/><category term='General'/><category term='restaurant'/><category term='movies'/><category term='food'/><category term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>TheWisdomOfTheHeart</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my Voice,my Channel,my Feelings,My Thoughts.
This is my Psyche,my Sentiments,my Reservations and my doubts.                                                                                     
                                             
       No Defense, No Disguise, No Regrets...
               Just the Pondering Thoughts ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-7049839012311291073</id><published>2007-03-26T10:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-26T10:06:06.081+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Hu Ha India, Aaja India</title><summary type='text'>But eventually it is a game of cricket. - Sachin Tendulkar     Itz easy for him to say and ago ahead to throw a sunfeast biscuit at u in ur  television. But what about the real billions who are in blue now ?     We all love cricket, won’t we. When the intensity fades in us, then  there is media which rekindles the josh in you. We remember the few match dates like we remember our loved ones </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/7049839012311291073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=7049839012311291073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7049839012311291073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7049839012311291073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2007/03/hu-ha-india-aaja-india.html' title='Hu Ha India, Aaja India'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-7939989981197538170</id><published>2007-03-13T20:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-13T20:29:35.556+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Did u regret today ?</title><summary type='text'>How many Ads are u thrown at every day?   I can't say a figure, but a minimum of 50 will be my guess.  Say, In home - Newspaper, magazine, TV - On Road -  the bill boards on either side of the road, RJ's of radio-city and In office - every website I visit have a pop-up and to top it all  Google ads are there everywhere. This doesn’t include the covert advertising in the movies and the serials </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/7939989981197538170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=7939989981197538170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7939989981197538170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7939989981197538170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2007/03/did-u-regret-today.html' title='Did u regret today ?'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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://bp2.blogger.com/_OP9CzglVWCM/Rfa6kdRhURI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GWVcDWhOqy4/s72-c/fitness1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-414390605809724380</id><published>2007-02-14T09:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-14T10:00:53.511+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine’s day.</title><summary type='text'>A very happy Valentine’s Day for all those folks who are celebrating today.It’s a yet another day for me. Actually these are the few days in a year I regret being single. And it is made worse thanks to radio city and television which floods you with ads on V day and makes you feel terrible.  Buy this for ur valentine, buy that for ur heart, this offer, mega offer.. total crap#$#.   The best of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/414390605809724380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=414390605809724380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/414390605809724380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/414390605809724380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine’s day.'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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://bp3.blogger.com/_OP9CzglVWCM/RdKQV60Q7xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cuQJbDHm31Y/s72-c/valentine_roses.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-6756582541091160727</id><published>2007-02-09T17:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:11:04.171+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>17 ways to kill a sentence</title><summary type='text'>Actually this is an fwd from chax. I kinda liked it .So bringing out to an broader audience ;)Jack and Jill climbed up the hill to fetch a pail of water.Use weak verbs:Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail of water.Use unfamiliar words:Jack and Jill climbed up the hill to fetch a ewer of water.Put introductory phrases at the beginning to push the subject back:To fetch a pail of water, Jack</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/6756582541091160727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=6756582541091160727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/6756582541091160727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/6756582541091160727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2007/02/17-ways-to-kill-sentence.html' title='17 ways to kill a sentence'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-1621108727883025534</id><published>2007-02-06T15:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-06T15:51:47.279+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Dinner @ Bob's</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday we met bond. No no . Not J.Bond, this was my friend - bond. He came down from Mumbai to spend his spare time which he is getting between job shifts. (How lucky?)  It was nice meeting him. Actually it was nice meeting lot of guys, some of them whom I met after a year or so even though we are living in the same city.We went for dinner at 10.30 to a place called Bob's near indira nagar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/1621108727883025534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=1621108727883025534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/1621108727883025534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/1621108727883025534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2007/02/dinner-bobs.html' title='Dinner @ Bob&apos;s'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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://bp1.blogger.com/_OP9CzglVWCM/RchWlS4az4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/KGbyt1DIMzM/s72-c/jan_07+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-4269844822721784733</id><published>2007-01-30T18:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-06T15:45:03.369+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Hyd Trip</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend I was in Hyderabad for my friend's wedding. It was on thursday night so i was forced to go by air so that i can save one day of leave. Not sure why these andhra people keep marriages in night! . Nevertheless we started on Thursday evening spicejet to Hyd. Met my old buddies in the marriage. It is really nice to meet ur old friends. And my friend had arranged a qualis and guest room </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/4269844822721784733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=4269844822721784733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/4269844822721784733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/4269844822721784733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-hyd-trip.html' title='My Hyd Trip'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-8764141218355852409</id><published>2006-12-21T13:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-21T14:05:14.825+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye GrandMa</title><summary type='text'>Give me a reason to believe that you're goneI see your shadow so I know they're all wrongMoonlight on the soft brown earthIt leads me to where you layThey took you away from me but ...       It was a bright Tuesday morning when I stepped out of my train in Salem to board a bus to my native village, Vellur. It’s my Grandmother’s village where major part of my mid-school summer vacations was spent.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/8764141218355852409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=8764141218355852409' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/8764141218355852409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/8764141218355852409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/12/bye-bye-grandma.html' title='Bye Bye GrandMa'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-7310411440960610908</id><published>2006-12-11T20:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:21:37.305+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>Wondering what’s happening to me ??</title><summary type='text'>Last few days/weeks /months have been really hectic.   Loads of work with concrete deliverables is anyone’s nightmare and that’s what exactly I was going thru. Linux release is solely on me and considerable work on windows domain too along with a junk  COO work, I clearly lost my work –life balance. Though I was realizing something was missing, only a few hrs back I realized what I was missing. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/7310411440960610908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=7310411440960610908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7310411440960610908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7310411440960610908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/12/wondering-whats-happening-to-me.html' title='Wondering what’s happening to me ??'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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://bp2.blogger.com/_OP9CzglVWCM/RX1v2_osj2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2HbD6Jf7YxQ/s72-c/17112006037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-5313347946844711401</id><published>2006-10-23T16:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:09:57.416+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Godavari</title><summary type='text'> Godavari - It’s a beautiful feeling. After a long period, I saw a good movie, a movie which makes you happy for watching it, and after watching it. I just sat there and I really lost myself to it.   The story, the screenplay, the music, the dialogs, the actors, the camera, the boat, the river - everything is beautiful and sweet. Everything.   I am not going to tell the story. This is not a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/5313347946844711401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=5313347946844711401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/5313347946844711401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/5313347946844711401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/10/godavari.html' title='Godavari'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-7451275814646655056</id><published>2006-10-16T18:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:40:57.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thinnama, padukunama, thelarinda</title><summary type='text'>I spent my weekend keeping the above line as motto. This line is from Pokiri, a telugu movie where a police officer comments on the general attitude of public. In fact, I can add to say Thinnama, chusama, padukunama, thelarinda - to be more apt.     Thinnama  Friday night:: 10.45 PM. After a busy meeting  reg an upcoming program(some serious stuff), me and sriram are busy eating onion dosa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/7451275814646655056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=7451275814646655056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7451275814646655056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7451275814646655056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/10/thinnama-padukunama-thelarinda.html' title='Thinnama, padukunama, thelarinda'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-7781684315984583770</id><published>2006-10-13T16:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:43:56.929+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How Can</title><summary type='text'>How can it be you're asking me to feel the things you never show     Usually I won’t hear unknown / not previously heard songs when I am down or bothered.  Last Couple of days, I was bothered inside. It is usual for me to get troubled from inside, and during this time, I will go alone (literally) and do some analysis and introspection and eventually will try to change myself. This is a casual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/7781684315984583770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=7781684315984583770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7781684315984583770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7781684315984583770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-can.html' title='How Can'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-2328819779172308179</id><published>2006-10-10T15:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:05:03.926+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>G-Sheets</title><summary type='text'>Past couple of days, all I am doing is maintaining spreadsheets.  In my office, the Linux work which I was doing went to QE and they found enough bugs. It’s a buggy life after all! My manger, before going on his vacation, told me to coordinate the fixes and delivering the fixed build to QE. From then on, I am coordinating with excel, :) with lot of color schemes, remarks, corrections, blah blah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/2328819779172308179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=2328819779172308179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/2328819779172308179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/2328819779172308179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/10/g-sheets.html' title='G-Sheets'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-202331222834719526</id><published>2006-09-22T10:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-22T10:49:46.974+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Yahoo Beta!!!</title><summary type='text'>I had heard about this from my friend. I wanted to get one but heard that it is only thru invitation. ! I was curious to know how yahoo is going to improvise its mail in order to beat gmail. There is no doubt that yahoo is the leader in that space, yet google is google;) . So I was desperately waiting to try yahoo beta. Then I saw it in techspot.So do the following if you want to upgrade your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/202331222834719526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=202331222834719526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/202331222834719526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/202331222834719526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/09/yahoo-beta.html' title='Yahoo Beta!!!'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-2911297719660704553</id><published>2006-09-20T09:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-20T09:39:59.357+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>Getting COO -ed</title><summary type='text'>Not sure what coo-ed means (is there a word like that?) Too drained to google for that.Past one week, I am doing a junk, boring and important work. On the day, when I joined back my office after a week's fever, my manager greets me with the info that there is a boring job waiting for me :). I knew it was coming, but didn't really want it.Basically the work is this. The release for which I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/2911297719660704553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=2911297719660704553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/2911297719660704553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/2911297719660704553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/09/getting-coo-ed.html' title='Getting COO -ed'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-7156373012526060139</id><published>2006-09-15T18:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-15T18:51:45.113+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ADding Sense or ADding nonSense ?</title><summary type='text'>Finally I too added nonsense to my blog. Nope, I am not talking abt my posts...  I am talking about AdSense. Google’s premier innovation, which is fast catching up among bloggers, caught me too.  So I enrolled for it and added adSense code into my blog .   Two things I managed to do.  1. Google search bar, which is not aligned properly and not working at least on my firefox.  2. Advertisements at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/7156373012526060139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=7156373012526060139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7156373012526060139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/7156373012526060139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/09/adding-sense-or-adding-nonsense.html' title='ADding Sense or ADding nonSense ?'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-2875396843290821333</id><published>2006-09-13T21:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:39:34.984+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>My  Life :: Post 9/3</title><summary type='text'>Sunday 03/09 : 13:15   ::::: 98.6Sunday 03/09 : 17:15   ::::: 99.6Sunday 03/09 : 19:15   ::::: 103 Monday 04/09 : 09:30 ::::: 104Monday 04/09 : 12:30 ::::: 104Monday 04/09 : 17:30 ::::: 102Monday 04/09 : 20:30 ::::: 103Tuesday 05/09 : 09:30 ::::: 102Tuesday 05/09 : 12:30 ::::: 100Tuesday 05/09 : 15:30 ::::: 100Tuesday 05/09 : 19:30 ::::: 100       These are not bus numbers or chart of a market </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/2875396843290821333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=2875396843290821333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/2875396843290821333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/2875396843290821333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-life-post-93.html' title='My  Life :: Post 9/3'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-8201979299475318856</id><published>2006-08-30T21:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:33:41.790+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>Ganesh Chathurthi</title><summary type='text'>It is a big festival for all of us. But this year vinayaka chathurthi (as called in TN) is more special for me, for I am attending one after 10 years. Last time I was in home for this festival when I was in my 11th std ;) . So this time I was all geared up. With some escalations which popped up at last minute showed  signs of my trip getting cancelled, I still managed  to go, in spite of reaching</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/8201979299475318856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=8201979299475318856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/8201979299475318856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/8201979299475318856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/08/ganesh-chathurthi.html' title='Ganesh Chathurthi'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-6944553636430660940</id><published>2006-08-22T16:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:09:29.062+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>Sudden Dullness.</title><summary type='text'>Suddenly the world looked dull today.All the people around me looked dull, hazy, as if they are unsure about something.The vehicles in the road were going in a chaotic manner and the drivers are surprised with the sudden appearance of the vehicle. In office, the manager looked strangely as if someone didn’t reciprocate a smile when he expected. The monitor looks dull, the program crashes dumbly. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/6944553636430660940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=6944553636430660940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/6944553636430660940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/6944553636430660940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/08/sudden-dullness.html' title='Sudden Dullness.'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-4605536530527646632</id><published>2006-08-21T18:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-21T18:54:56.649+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Going colorful..</title><summary type='text'>  The Blogger .com is in the process of upgradation. This morning I logged in to report the happenings of the last weekend and hardly knew I was in for surprise.        A beta version of the blogger is ready and I was asked the option of moving ahead.For which of course, I will always be ready!!!. Any case, here I am, typing my post, after successfully migrating to the beta version.         Lot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/4605536530527646632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=4605536530527646632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/4605536530527646632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/4605536530527646632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/08/going-colorful.html' title='Going colorful..'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-115513698250561021</id><published>2006-08-09T20:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:53:02.516+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>Tax Return</title><summary type='text'>I successfully filled my tax returns today. :) I know, it will be kind of shocking to u folks that the saka, who does things wrt his to-do list, slipped away from his tax returns date. Sorry folks, No I was on my schedule.  Actually my previous employers failed to send my Form16 on time. I got my form 16 only on Monday!!! And managed to file it by today!!!!  Since I have nothing to pay or nothing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/115513698250561021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=115513698250561021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115513698250561021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115513698250561021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/08/tax-returns.html' title='Tax Return'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-115495714135610975</id><published>2006-08-07T18:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-07T18:55:41.366+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Identity Crisis</title><summary type='text'>If you really know me well, please don’t read this post. I know people hardly read my blog and I really don’t care about what they feel as they are reading in my space(as advised repeatedly by my friend), but still u may change ur opinion abt me , if u read this post. So please please don’t read this…If you really know me, then please don’t read any further, but mail me immediately to tell me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/115495714135610975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=115495714135610975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115495714135610975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115495714135610975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/08/identity-crisis.html' title='Identity Crisis'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-115210790134209315</id><published>2006-07-05T19:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-05T19:28:21.360+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrap'/><title type='text'>Broke my Specs :(</title><summary type='text'>Is there anything called good day or bad day ..  Not sure. But definitely better day exists :)  For instance, yesterday was a better day than today 4 me, not figuratively but literally.  Yesterday was cool. Got up 7.15 , cook came on time,  had bath by 8.00 had hot dosa and coffee  and out of house by 8.40 and in office by 9.00   Record time driving in peak hrs and didn't get caught much in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/115210790134209315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=115210790134209315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115210790134209315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115210790134209315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/07/broke-my-specs.html' title='Broke my Specs :('/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-115139216824169625</id><published>2006-06-27T12:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:39:28.253+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>New Cook</title><summary type='text'>      Now I know what people managers mean when they say, new people in an organization get fresh ideas and bring abt changes ( though not necessarily good ones ) :). Me and my roomies were having a peaceful time. Staying in a Nice three bedroom house, found a dhobi, got gas stove …   We used to cook whenever practical, esp in nights,  else happily  eat outside :)   My friend Sagar joined us from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/115139216824169625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=115139216824169625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115139216824169625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115139216824169625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-cook.html' title='New Cook'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-115072886413870929</id><published>2006-06-19T20:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:30:23.383+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Blog is the reflection of mind. ???</title><summary type='text'>I am not a blogger. First I am not regular, Second, nobody reads mine.   :)     Started off as an anonymous let out for my feelings, during which I used to pour out things straight from my Heart (I mean mind too) without discretion. Later when I came to know that a few of my friends are reading this, I started using some discrimination here n there and that led to irregularity :)   (that resulted</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/115072886413870929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=115072886413870929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115072886413870929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115072886413870929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-is-reflection-of-mind.html' title='Blog is the reflection of mind. ???'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-115062573169144875</id><published>2006-06-18T15:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-18T15:45:31.703+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Being Lonely...</title><summary type='text'>Show me the meaning of being lonelyIs this the feeling I need to walk withTell me why I cant be there where you areThere is something missing in my heartNot Sure why. But when ever i hear this song, i will hear it back2back atleast 5 times before I proceed further.Is that because i am currently feeling Lonely ???  I Guess it is because  I was, is and will ever be a lonely guy. One of my best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/115062573169144875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=115062573169144875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115062573169144875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/115062573169144875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/06/being-lonely.html' title='Being Lonely...'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-114983287423767099</id><published>2006-06-09T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-09T11:31:14.253+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Knock knock.</title><summary type='text'>knock knock ..who is that ..this is saka ...who the hell is that ...the guy who writes here ..that was long time ago .. now get the hell out of here...psss....  thats my state now..   i stopped blogging for a long time now.. No..  its not that there was nothing happening in my life. So much was happening.. but truely i was busy :)Busy with happenings and changes in my life and in the life of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/114983287423767099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=114983287423767099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114983287423767099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114983287423767099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/06/knock-knock.html' title='Knock knock.'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-114416163547973705</id><published>2006-04-04T20:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T20:10:35.496+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TN Assembly Elections 2006</title><summary type='text'>We will do what we have said;We will say what we have done!so says the election manifesto of DMK for the 2006 elections.  The election heat is on and I was able feel it during my recent Chennai visit. Believe me, the election heat was hotter than the scotching Chennai temperature. With the media wars between Sun and Jaya TV have started, the fun has already begun. Ironically the people can enjoy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/114416163547973705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=114416163547973705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114416163547973705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114416163547973705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/04/tn-assembly-elections-2006.html' title='TN Assembly Elections 2006'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-114318834727351491</id><published>2006-03-24T13:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-24T13:49:07.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ooops suroor</title><summary type='text'>‘How many of  you like Himesh?’ Asked my cubicle mate. I voluntarily turned myself away from my system to get into a subject which was going on my mind till recently. ‘Why’asked preth. Atr is still at me and expecting an answer from me. I gave a smile and told her ‘I liked him till recently’.  ‘Why not now ??’‘It’s a bit too much now-a-days. Its more of forcing to hear his music.’‘Ya thats the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/114318834727351491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=114318834727351491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114318834727351491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114318834727351491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/03/ooops-suroor.html' title='ooops suroor'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-114251137275040092</id><published>2006-03-16T17:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-16T17:46:12.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'>knock knock...</title><summary type='text'>His diary read 'I think I lost my mind. I think I stopped thinking.'And he really meant  it. He works for a big MNC. Joined just 6 months back. His company is THE market leader in its space. Has a  cool n creative job, tools development on a web application server. New development projects and still not into maintainance. Nice job,Nice sal and happy environment !!!.Then the problem started. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/114251137275040092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=114251137275040092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114251137275040092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114251137275040092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/03/knock-knock.html' title='knock knock...'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-114225007162992276</id><published>2006-03-13T16:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-13T17:11:11.650+05:30</updated><title type='text'>saka@Wonder-la</title><summary type='text'>With the launch of P9, the group became more cohesive and more active. Lot of mails on democracy, expressive signs, gyans, statistics and the creativity n ability to deliver sarcastic replies have increased multifold in most of us.  But all the activity stops there. Never the mail chain regarding weekend meet  or abt a weekend trip received more than 7 replies of which 3 will be decline mails. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/114225007162992276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=114225007162992276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114225007162992276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/114225007162992276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/03/sakawonder-la.html' title='saka@Wonder-la'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-113647419945927015</id><published>2006-01-05T20:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-05T20:46:39.476+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Read to live,not live to Read (cont .. )</title><summary type='text'>Keeping up the promise I made in read to live,not live to read post, i am updating with the books i read recently, along with my thoughts on them. Recently finished two of them. One is a novel by Ken Follet, named Whiteout. A decent one from Follet thought not one of his best. This time he ventured into drugs and bio-hazardous chemicals.(In Last twin he tried his hands on DNA replication). A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113647419945927015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113647419945927015' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113647419945927015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113647419945927015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/01/read-to-livenot-live-to-read-cont.html' title='Read to live,not live to Read (cont .. )'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-113620738608668198</id><published>2006-01-02T18:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:39:46.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Spiritual Beginning</title><summary type='text'>I wanted this Newyear Eve to be special.This  gonna be an important year for most of us. So I decided to begin with the LOU (Lord of the Universe.) Had a good, non tiring, pleasent trip to and from parthi.Had  good Darshan, both Morning and Evening. Over all , it was a pleasent experience.  O Lord, Please forgive us all and let us be in sync with you, for ever.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113620738608668198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113620738608668198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113620738608668198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113620738608668198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2006/01/spiritual-beginning.html' title='A Spiritual Beginning'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113593769560678522</id><published>2005-12-30T15:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-30T15:44:55.626+05:30</updated><title type='text'>bye-bye 2005</title><summary type='text'>Yet another year passed. 2005 gonna be an imp year in my life.  Lot of events, lot of surprises, lot of lessons. Lots of ups and lots of downs.  I surprised myself, reorganized myself(one of them is a major one)a lot of times, for betterment of myself and for the people around me. For two reasons ,i will remember 2005 for ever. One is KV's marriage, the first marriage in our batch, that too after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113593769560678522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113593769560678522' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113593769560678522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113593769560678522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/12/bye-bye-2005.html' title='bye-bye 2005'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-113413224106157849</id><published>2005-12-09T18:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-09T18:14:01.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Be yourself</title><summary type='text'>Be strong enough to face the world each day. Be weak enough to know you cannot do everything. Be generous to those who need your help. Be frugal with what you need yourself. Be wise enough to know that you do not know everything. Be foolish enough to believe in miracles. Be willing to share your joys. Be willing to share the sorrows of others. Be a leader when you see a path others have missed. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113413224106157849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113413224106157849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113413224106157849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113413224106157849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/12/be-yourself.html' title='Be yourself'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113412684165594254</id><published>2005-12-09T16:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-09T16:44:01.670+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Apaharan kidnaps you</title><summary type='text'>Hold on ... this is not a review :-)Apaharan: A good movie with solid acting after a long time. That too two of my top favorites are in. Nana and Ajay are kidnapping you with their acting. Brilliant performances. For more info :http://www.apaharan.comI went for this movie yesterday with jaya ,kallu,manju,bhasa,deepika,thathu,and jagan.  movie is good. Worth watching.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113412684165594254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113412684165594254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113412684165594254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113412684165594254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/12/apaharan-kidnaps-you.html' title='Apaharan kidnaps you'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113402066924159971</id><published>2005-12-08T11:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-08T18:21:25.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday my friend RP, wrote a post on Mothers. A post has a touchy jpg with emotional words to which he added his own sentiments. It was really a good post which trobled me for two hours . Sitting in front of my dumb system. i started thinking of how much i miss my  home. I stayed in home only till 12th. After that 7 years in hostel. Immediately after that i joined the s/w janatha of bangalore.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113402066924159971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113402066924159971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113402066924159971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113402066924159971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/12/yesterday-my-friend-rp-wrote-post-on.html' title=''/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113393667127418250</id><published>2005-12-07T11:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:54:31.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ICICI Direct</title><summary type='text'>I am getting pained by ICICI direct. GOD knows whose problem is this. Because my currenty financial situation is bad :-( ,I decided to sell my shares , my only investments till now. Till now I was totally cut of from market due to some crapy training. Now, sitting on my seat, as i  loggin  eagerly into ICIC direct, it fails miserably. The problem is very unique. As soon as i login, the initial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113393667127418250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113393667127418250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113393667127418250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113393667127418250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/12/icici-direct.html' title='ICICI Direct'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113376184925000726</id><published>2005-12-05T11:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-05T11:20:49.273+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts ...</title><summary type='text'>Some times,.. some random incidents, however small it may be, induces a rigorous though process in you. Atleast in me and you will believe that i "over" thing about small things, once u look at me :-)  . Ok the point is i decided to put the thoughts, the final, distilled ones, on my blog, without telling what is the root cause and what is the rationalee behind the final conclusion. That will do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113376184925000726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113376184925000726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113376184925000726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113376184925000726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts ...'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113335883484362110</id><published>2005-11-30T19:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-01T11:07:32.813+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Believe</title><summary type='text'>I believe the sun should never set upon an argumentI believe we place our happiness in other people's handsI believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for youI believe your parents did the best job they knew how to doI believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteemI believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself aloneI believe in Karma what you give is what you get returnedI </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113335883484362110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113335883484362110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113335883484362110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113335883484362110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/11/believe.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113335797613537866</id><published>2005-11-30T19:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-30T19:09:36.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><summary type='text'>The only thing that never changes is CHANGE itself.That was the punch line of one of the university dramas during my post graduation. That night i really thought about the changes that can come in my life.I couldn't see much except for obvious ones like career and minor change in style of living.But if really look back, i was really wrong. Hardly the time wheel has rotated, yet a ocean of change </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113335797613537866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113335797613537866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113335797613537866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113335797613537866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/11/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113316634612231123</id><published>2005-11-28T13:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-28T13:55:46.136+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am back, again</title><summary type='text'>Yep, I am back.wanna scream like the backstreet guys "U can run u can hide, but u can't escape my ...." but i am controlling myself ...Yes i am back , i am back to normal life. An ordinary software engineers life.After a tiring training in which i ain't learn anything, after a lot of  mixed happenings in my life,  i am back to pour out my feelings and thoughts. Yes, to pour out the  feelings from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113316634612231123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113316634612231123' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113316634612231123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113316634612231123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-back-again.html' title='I am back, again'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-113150955765028712</id><published>2005-11-09T09:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-09T09:42:37.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A 20$ Bill</title><summary type='text'>A well known speaker started off a seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, who would like this $20 bill? Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do  this." He proceeded to crumple the dollar bill up. He then asked, "who still wants it! ?" Still the hands were up in the air. "Well," he replied, "what if I do this?" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113150955765028712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113150955765028712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113150955765028712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113150955765028712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/11/20-bill.html' title='A 20$ Bill'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-113102995344713265</id><published>2005-11-03T20:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-03T20:29:13.453+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Thin Line</title><summary type='text'>This post is inspired by a statement from a movie. Lemme get directly to what i intend to put. There is a very thin line of diffenerence between Confidence and Arrogance. A person who is confident will say "I Can Do it" while an arrogant one will say "ONLY I CAN DO IT" . We need to be very carefull in not crossing this line ... unless one really wants to.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113102995344713265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113102995344713265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113102995344713265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113102995344713265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/11/thin-line.html' title='The Thin Line'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113102899842980265</id><published>2005-11-03T20:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-03T20:13:18.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Diwali and four days</title><summary type='text'>In a way, this diwali is a unique in a for me.i learnt a lot during this period(No i am not listing them here). Firstly, this is the second diwali after getting a job. But this is the first time i had a awareness that i should give something to my parents for diwali. So I started to plan !! wellin advance :-). I started thinking about the things i need to buy. Aroud this time i was under going a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113102899842980265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113102899842980265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113102899842980265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113102899842980265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/11/diwali-and-four-days.html' title='Diwali and four days'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113041724788041782</id><published>2005-10-27T18:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-27T18:17:27.896+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY : Diwali Gyan</title><summary type='text'>A nice story ...I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please" was my reply.He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you."We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said goodbye.But at home it is a different story  how we treat our loved ones,young and old. Later that day, cooking the evening meal, my son stood beside me very still.When I turned</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113041724788041782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113041724788041782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113041724788041782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113041724788041782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/10/family-diwali-gyan.html' title='FAMILY : Diwali Gyan'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-113014375309195444</id><published>2005-10-24T14:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-24T14:19:13.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>on leave</title><summary type='text'>Oops ..  I am really Busy with my training(started mid-aug). I really started hating it but i have no option.  So no blogging till 20th nov :-(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/113014375309195444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=113014375309195444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113014375309195444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/113014375309195444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-leave.html' title='on leave'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-112868744515032660</id><published>2005-10-07T17:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-07T17:52:03.336+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Impossible isoften untried</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112868744515032660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112868744515032660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112868744515032660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112868744515032660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/10/impossible-isoften-untried.html' title='Impossible isoften untried'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112807001282793102</id><published>2005-09-30T14:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:16:52.856+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><summary type='text'>One day I decided to quit... I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality...  I wanted to quit my life.I went to the woods to have one last talk with God."God", I said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?" His answer surprised me..."Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?" "Yes", I replied."When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112807001282793102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112807001282793102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112807001282793102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112807001282793102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/09/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-112796609018237245</id><published>2005-09-29T09:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:24:50.190+05:30</updated><title type='text'>18 Rules for Life . .</title><summary type='text'>Here r few rules which neeed not be broken, just because they r rules :-)1. Pursue Achievable Goals 2. Keep a Genuine Smile 3. Share with Others 4. Help Thy Neighbors 5. Maintain a Youthful Spirit 6. Get Along with the Rich, the Poor, the Beautiful, &amp; the Ugly 7. Keep Cool under Pressure 8. Lighten the Atmosphere with Humor 9. Forgive the Annoyance of Others 10. Have a Few Pals 11. Cooperate and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112796609018237245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112796609018237245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112796609018237245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112796609018237245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/09/18-rules-for-life.html' title='18 Rules for Life . .'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112727582058057584</id><published>2005-09-21T09:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:42:07.416+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quotes on Computer ....</title><summary type='text'>Here are few things for musing  frm amby .... "The use of COBOL cripples the mind; its teaching should, therefore, be regarded as a criminal offense." - Edsgar Dijkstra "C makes it easy to shoot yourself in the foot; C++ makes it harder, but when you do, it blows away your whole leg." - Bjarne Stroustrup  "There are two ways of constructing a software design; one way is to make it so simple that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112727582058057584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112727582058057584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112727582058057584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112727582058057584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/09/quotes-on-computer.html' title='Quotes on Computer ....'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112670062798977254</id><published>2005-09-14T17:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-14T17:53:47.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Practice: Don't Preach</title><summary type='text'>Here is a nice little poem forwarded by amby. Just contemplate on it :-)I'd rather see a sermon than hear one any day; I'd rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way. The eye's a better pupil and more willing than the ear, Fine counsel is confusing, but example's always clear; And the best of all preachers are the men who live their creeds, For to see good put in action is what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112670062798977254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112670062798977254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112670062798977254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112670062798977254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/09/practice-dont-preach.html' title='Practice: Don&apos;t Preach'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112539725981202813</id><published>2005-08-30T15:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-30T15:51:02.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Flexible or Indecisive</title><summary type='text'>Am I a personality of Indecisiveness or Flexibility ?.This is the question that is eating my brain since two weeks.What am I.Lot of happenings in this month. Lot of important decisions to be made.Decisions involving my career and my life. Decisions affecting me and my friendsDecisions involving my parents too. But am I happy with the decisions.Firstof all am I  taking Decisions?? or am I leaving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112539725981202813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112539725981202813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112539725981202813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112539725981202813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/08/flexible-or-indecisive.html' title='Flexible or Indecisive'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112530227953373746</id><published>2005-08-29T13:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-29T13:27:59.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm the man  :-)</title><summary type='text'>  The awkward first phone call..  The Scene:  The Girl is a 23 year old investment banker, working in New York. The Boy is doing his residency in Boston and was given her number by his mother, who is a friend of the Girl's aunt's brother-in-law's cousin's uncle's wife in Chicago.   Time:  Monday night, 10 pm  Girl: Hello?  Boy: Shit, she's home!  Umm, hi! Is this Pooja?  Girl: Speaking.  Boy: My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112530227953373746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112530227953373746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112530227953373746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112530227953373746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-man.html' title='I&apos;m the man  :-)'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112479169347652660</id><published>2005-08-23T15:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-23T15:38:13.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Where do I fit in</title><summary type='text'>The Little Square departed the world and culture of squares and was sent out into the wider world of all sorts and manner of geometric shapes and sizes.He spent time with circles, orbs, eliptics, rectangles, and triangles, with hexagons and pentagons, and even spent time with those strange and foreign octagons that lived far, far away. As he rubbed together with them, taught them, and spent time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112479169347652660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112479169347652660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112479169347652660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112479169347652660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/08/where-do-i-fit-in.html' title='Where do I fit in'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112470029107565118</id><published>2005-08-22T14:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-22T14:14:51.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>There is always a better way</title><summary type='text'>Read this story somewhere . Worth duplicating on www ...A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: “I am blind, please help.”There were only a few coins in the hat.A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112470029107565118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112470029107565118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112470029107565118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112470029107565118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-is-always-better-way.html' title='There is always a better way'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112367276490771912</id><published>2005-08-10T16:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-10T16:49:24.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Broker ....</title><summary type='text'>Long back i decided to keep track of Novels, I read.In my Previous Post  Read to live,not live to Read I listed the books and the motivation behind them. So adding to the list is "The Broker" by one of my favorite authors John Grisham. I like Grisham , though most of my friends are not. His style is different. A creative naration. For example The Testament is a real classic novel thought the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112367276490771912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112367276490771912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112367276490771912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112367276490771912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/08/broker.html' title='The Broker ....'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112356295067350448</id><published>2005-08-09T10:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-09T10:19:10.680+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Things only women can understand !!!</title><summary type='text'>Why it's good to have seven pairs of black shoes.The difference between cream, ivory, and off-white. Crying can be fun.A salad, diet drink, and a hot fudge sundae make a balanced lunch.Why discovering a designer dress on the clearance rack can be considered a peak life experience.The inaccuracy of every bathroom scale ever made.A good man might be hard to find, but a good hairdresser is next to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112356295067350448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112356295067350448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112356295067350448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112356295067350448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-only-women-can-understand.html' title='Things only women can understand !!!'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112349709914379655</id><published>2005-08-08T16:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-08T16:01:39.183+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Intersecting Lines</title><summary type='text'> This is a story of two young people, whose lives happened to cross at a point, nothing more and nothing less.He was in the search of the meaning of his life; as any other human being, in his early twenties. He had the talent, hailed by the society, but he himself wasn't confident of accepting it. He yearned for more,more of what he did not know. He asked questions such as he himself could never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112349709914379655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112349709914379655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112349709914379655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112349709914379655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/08/intersecting-lines.html' title='The Intersecting Lines'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112322654533814377</id><published>2005-08-05T12:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-05T12:52:25.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Content is Important, not the container</title><summary type='text'>A group of working adults got together to visit their University lecturer. The lecturer was happy to see them. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. The Lecturer just smiled and went to the kitchen to get an assortment of cups - some porcelain, some in plastic, some in glass, some plain looking and some looked rather expensive and exquisite.The Lecturer offered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112322654533814377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112322654533814377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112322654533814377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112322654533814377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/08/content-is-important-not-container.html' title='Content is Important, not the container'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112227246834128148</id><published>2005-07-25T11:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-25T11:51:08.370+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Go-carting </title><summary type='text'>On Sunday, Sri, Subbi,KV and me went for Go-Carting in R.T Nagar. We got up lazilly and donno what to do. So we decided to go as it was near to sri's house. The exact place is RTNagar Patel's inn. Its a small track and the  carts were just enough to call it a decent one. But the helmets were stinky. Its better to take ur bike helmets or u may not ride with a Feel Good Factor. Also the carts were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112227246834128148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112227246834128148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112227246834128148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112227246834128148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/07/go-carting.html' title='Go-carting '/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112167566486388797</id><published>2005-07-18T13:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-18T14:04:24.870+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sunday(s) with ChakDaddy</title><summary type='text'>This sunday the main agenda for me was the meeting with chak daddy. Chak was my classmate in Bsc and MSc after which he did his MS from IIT Chennai (Something on cryptography). He joined Novell Net last week. So all our friends in blore decided to meet up in forum on sunday 4.00pm sharp.I was in jayas' house in kormangala on saturday itself , so that i will be in forum on time. I am not sure of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112167566486388797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112167566486388797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112167566486388797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112167566486388797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/07/sundays-with-chakdaddy.html' title='Sunday(s) with ChakDaddy'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-112143601322102383</id><published>2005-07-15T19:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-15T19:30:13.226+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tejas Networks .............</title><summary type='text'>Today is the inauguration of our new facility and state of the art art optical labs in JP nagar. The chief guest was Dayanidhi Maran and Infosys Narayana Murthy. It was supposed to start at 4.00 pm. At 12.00 pm i had my final round of HR interview from SAP(telephonic). It went well and sriram said i did reasonably well. So i was as usual excited. Then the time to go for function came. I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/112143601322102383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=112143601322102383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112143601322102383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/112143601322102383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/07/tejas-networks.html' title='Tejas Networks .............'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111865931810753123</id><published>2005-06-13T16:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-13T16:11:58.113+05:30</updated><title type='text'>sunday@PVR</title><summary type='text'>I was really happy this weekend. On friday i had in interview at SAP. Though went well , i am not positive about getting into it. But i met sundu after a lng time and spoke to him for long. After getting surprised by his personal stories , i dropped him home and reached home late in the night. manoj got naina cd so we (subbi n bobby also joined us) watched it late in the night. Saturday we lazily</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111865931810753123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111865931810753123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111865931810753123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111865931810753123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/06/sundaypvr_13.html' title='sunday@PVR'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111807153439209214</id><published>2005-06-06T20:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-07T14:28:56.080+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love n marriage</title><summary type='text'>Look into my eyesyou will see, what you mean to meSearch your heart, search your soulAnd when you find me there, you'll search no moreThese are the opening lines of a famous Bryan Adams Song. I really don’t know how much he meant it. How many people are very sure what exactly they want from their soul mate. Or rather, Can anyone define the characteristics that will make someone their soul mate? A</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111807153439209214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111807153439209214' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111807153439209214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111807153439209214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-n-marriage.html' title='Love n marriage'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-111806822624161630</id><published>2005-06-06T19:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-06T20:02:15.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Getting Lost</title><summary type='text'>Its Really a long time since i took off. Its really long time since i did something other than office work. Really bad..... ;-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111806822624161630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111806822624161630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111806822624161630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111806822624161630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/06/getting-lost.html' title='Getting Lost'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111590244532927588</id><published>2005-05-12T18:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-12T18:24:05.340+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CrossRoads</title><summary type='text'>How many times in our lives we were in a situation , forced in making a decision.I always likes to keep my options open. whether in college for groups, or organising something or even in a trip for sightseeing.  Other may feel my indecisiveness on their nerves but atleast i will be clear of my options and will keep life going. Similar attitude i carried at tejas. Somehow i didn't like the job (a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111590244532927588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111590244532927588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111590244532927588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111590244532927588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/05/crossroads.html' title='CrossRoads'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111469108863222848</id><published>2005-04-28T16:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:54:48.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WishList</title><summary type='text'>The Greatest regrets in our life      are the risks we didnot take If you think something will make you happy    Go for it.. Remember that we pass this way only oncewe pass this way only once.....................Yes, I will pass this way only once. So lemme travel it fully and completely. I don't want to miss anything in my wishlist to be untouched. Its marktwain who said "You will be more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111469108863222848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111469108863222848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111469108863222848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111469108863222848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/04/wishlist.html' title='WishList'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111468180503992967</id><published>2005-04-28T14:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-28T15:20:05.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><summary type='text'>Neither should a boat rely on a small anchor, Nor should life rest on a single Hope.its true. How a man can survive with a single hope. How can anyone decide something/someone as the only necesscity for their survival.  Its  rubbish. its foolish ness. why one should shatter if they didn't get what the aspired for? . But how it can be realised. How can we take failures and proceed forward with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111468180503992967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111468180503992967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111468180503992967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111468180503992967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/04/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111457574219643988</id><published>2005-04-27T09:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-27T09:52:22.196+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Music of Life</title><summary type='text'>Life is Not a Race. Take it Slower  Hear the Music before the song is Over Truth is difficult to digest. If  the above quote is true then i am right. Are we happy at any point in time with what we have. Do we really enjoy doing something without thinking of future.  REALLY enjoying ?  . If you are , then u r  lucky. But i was never. School time it was about freaking in college. College is about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111457574219643988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111457574219643988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111457574219643988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111457574219643988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/04/music-of-life.html' title='Music of Life'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111450529943878544</id><published>2005-04-26T14:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-18T13:43:21.460+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Read to live,not live to Read</title><summary type='text'>"Master Books,but donot let them master you.- Read to live,not live to Read".    "The good of a book lies in its being read. A book is made up of signs that speak of other signs, which in their turn speak of things. Without an eye to read them, a book contains signs that produce no concepts; therefore it is dumb." -Umberto Eco.    Looking Back, I realize that, Reading Novels had been my favourite</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111450529943878544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111450529943878544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111450529943878544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111450529943878544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/04/read-to-livenot-live-to-read.html' title='Read to live,not live to Read'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111440865742797375</id><published>2005-04-25T10:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-25T11:27:37.426+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me and Hangover</title><summary type='text'>Its a beautiful Monday morning and i am still to be Clear. Here i am in office, Struggling in front of my dumb termial. Today i feel more dumb than my Dumb terminal. Last nights' effect. Samjakaroyaar. Last night udais' treat for his IIM-A was supposed to be in some hotel in MG Road. But me and hemant were trying to convience him for Latitude standing in symphony theatre.Initially udai was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111440865742797375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111440865742797375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111440865742797375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111440865742797375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-and-hangover.html' title='Me and Hangover'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111278118857760953</id><published>2005-04-06T14:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-06T15:23:33.410+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Expense Report</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever thought spending with your friends is bad. Had ever felt bad after spending on your friends  for an event.I never felt till yesterday. As the April approached, my term in my company gets on to one year. Excitedly,i opened my bank account to find Rs10.75. Shocked , i checked my investements , only to be disappointed. More fuel to the fire was when my room mates revealed that they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111278118857760953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111278118857760953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111278118857760953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111278118857760953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/04/expense-report.html' title='Expense Report'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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-11507203.post-111260679952392977</id><published>2005-04-04T13:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:40:35.510+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me and Medical Camp</title><summary type='text'>This week I suprised Myself. This is the first weekend of this month and i thought atleast this time i will go for the Service camp. Otherwise again i need to lie to sarath on monday morning. But unluckily this weekend, my home saw many visitors. And as usual after the deadly Cricket match when me and jai proposed for dinner out (in honor of scopy and kris), pv had his own plans and was cribbing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111260679952392977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111260679952392977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-and-medical-camp.html' title='Me and Medical Camp'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11507203.post-111106138490863311</id><published>2005-02-17T14:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-17T17:39:44.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Here I Go....</title><summary type='text'>Again i shifted my Blog.... My Blogs expiry in Blog Harbour is nearing , so i am forced to lookout for a new space to expressess myself. But again, the world is really big enough that you will never run out of options , in anything, as long as you have IT inside you.More to come......................</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/feeds/111106138490863311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11507203&amp;postID=111106138490863311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111106138490863311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11507203/posts/default/111106138490863311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sakanext.blogspot.com/2005/02/here-i-go.html' title='Here I Go....'/><author><name>saka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07931933755996215714</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></feed>
