<?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-3880370</id><updated>2012-01-27T09:19:12.040+05:30</updated><category term='boredom'/><title type='text'>Amitz Muse</title><subtitle type='html'>Town boy lands up in a mega city. . meets a girls. Culture clash .complication arise. plot thickens. a saga of sex,Violence,crime,deception &amp;amp; betrayal which is thrilling, pulsating and keep u hooked to computer. Read on.................</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880370.post-3401669579081990091</id><published>2010-09-30T14:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-30T14:33:15.496+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All companies are created equal under company law but some achieve greatness by association. If time had no barrier and you could live a totally filmy life these are few companies you out to work for -


1) Jackson Tolaram Company - An accounting firm of repute actually ill repute .famous for love marriages among co-workers. Most famous employee- Mr.Arun Pradeep aka Amol Palekar Designation- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/3401669579081990091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=3401669579081990091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/3401669579081990091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/3401669579081990091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-companies-are-created-equal-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-2453138779397005931</id><published>2010-02-04T04:09:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-30T13:39:21.239+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Fav blogger has come up with his book and I strongly recommend everyone to buy his book. Meanwhile I will try to enter "a shameless promotion stunt" to get a FREE copy. 
So here is the contest 
1) Please visit the link http://greatbong.net/book to read and feel what it is all about. 
2)My top 10 Hindi movie lines 

1. भैंस पूँछ उठाएगी तो गाना नहीं गाएगी ,गोबर ही करेगी ( Prem Chopra, Aaj ka </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/2453138779397005931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=2453138779397005931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/2453138779397005931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/2453138779397005931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-pursuit-of-free-dom.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-5481768232889405457</id><published>2010-01-21T23:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:55:30.672+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a  day like that</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/5481768232889405457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=5481768232889405457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/5481768232889405457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/5481768232889405457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-like-that.html' title='a  day like that'/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-4396487257738696953</id><published>2009-10-20T15:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:31:35.937+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was trawling the web when came across this at  http://avinashkishoreshahi.wordpress.com/2008/06/29/babul-tum-bagiyaa-ke-taruvar-gopal-singh-nepali-dharmyug-1957/ . Really liked the poetry -Babul Tum Bagiyaa Ke Taruvar (Gopal Singh Nepali, Dharmyug 1957)Babul tum bagiya ke  taruvar, ham taruvar ki chidiyaan re Dana chugte ud jaayen  ham, piya milan ki ghadiyaan re Ud jaayen to laut na  aayen, jyon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/4396487257738696953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=4396487257738696953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/4396487257738696953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/4396487257738696953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2009/10/was-trawling-web-when-came-across-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-1997945564435557435</id><published>2008-10-06T06:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-06T06:33:42.779+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to prove that you are bored 1) Touching hot plate to check if it is " hot " enough2) More example to follow-:) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/1997945564435557435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=1997945564435557435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/1997945564435557435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/1997945564435557435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-to-prove-that-you-are-bored-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-6650687456453684146</id><published>2008-10-04T05:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-04T05:51:08.729+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bored to deathWhen was the last time i used this term lightly. i wanna find that time - travel back in time - and kick myself in butt.I also vow not to use the term lightly in remembrance to the current days- Amen  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6650687456453684146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=6650687456453684146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/6650687456453684146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/6650687456453684146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored-to-death-when-was-last-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-6944830041069478487</id><published>2008-09-12T00:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-12T02:22:04.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In Yankee LandSome people just don't get it -:) imagine your grandfather in Bermudas with black knee length nylon socks. Now imagine the same grandfather chairing  your monthly review meeting. i have to endure this ordeal every month.I cannot figure is it age or just the side-effect of Yankee land. it is one thing to be inspired by the surrounding and QUITE another to become the surrounding.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/6944830041069478487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=6944830041069478487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/6944830041069478487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/6944830041069478487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-yankee-land-some-people-just-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-113221944140212822</id><published>2005-11-17T14:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-18T03:08:19.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Martin Niemoeller- He knew what was coming  First they came for the communists, and I did not speak out--    because I was not a communist;Then they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out--    because I was not a socialist;Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out--    because I was not a trade unionist;Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out--    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/113221944140212822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=113221944140212822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/113221944140212822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/113221944140212822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/11/martin-niemoeller-he-knew-what-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-113109425994113493</id><published>2005-11-04T14:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-04T14:20:59.950+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/113109425994113493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=113109425994113493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/113109425994113493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/113109425994113493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112902667389633377</id><published>2005-10-11T15:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:05:00.383+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is the big brother watchingIn just about 4 hours in putting my post on IIPM PM of Japan Mr. Junichiro Koizumi received a collect call from India from "Mgmt Guru". The call conveyed the short &amp; swift message to direct the PM  to ask one of the bigger company's smaller Indian operation to gag its lowly paid employee for some "stupid" comments on blog.the call ended with threat of relasing RKSKTL in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112902667389633377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112902667389633377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112902667389633377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112902667389633377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/10/is-big-brother-watching-in-just-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112900678029600386</id><published>2005-10-11T10:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:28:27.587+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COZ TRUTH MUST PREVAILBlog world  is abuzz with IIPM Vs Truth "Fight to the finish".The background is two bloggers Rashmi Bansal  &amp; Gaurav Sabnis exposed the so called Management guru- Arindam "pony tail" Chowdhuri &amp; his famous "TOI Full page ad" IIPM.IIPM responded true to its class not by denouncing bloggers claims but putting more bogus claim about a "AAJ TAK" story in which Rashmi Bansal is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112900678029600386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112900678029600386&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112900678029600386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112900678029600386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/10/coz-truth-must-prevail-blog-world-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112893652654068414</id><published>2005-10-10T14:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-10T14:58:46.580+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Old songs ReduexTwo recent ads have used old and forgotten Hindi movie songs to great effect1) The Radio mirchi- "Accident Ad"- two guys bang their car and instead of breaking in to obscenities break into song and dance . The song aptly used is from movie Collie  and the song is "Accident ho gaya rabba rabba".Nice mix of song and situation and then the punchline "mirchi sunnawale always khush".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112893652654068414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112893652654068414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112893652654068414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112893652654068414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/10/old-songs-reduex-two-recent-ads-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112893482016326692</id><published>2005-10-10T14:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-17T11:01:10.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Zingoism - NAAHH!!!!POST SCRIPT: This Mail was attributed to "MR.Vijay Kranti Dean - IIT Madras" However it turned to be a hoax. However the views hold good still In the middle of 1965 India-Pakistan war, US govt - then a close friend ofPakistan - threatened India with stopping food-aid (remember "PL-480"?).For a food deficient India this threat was serious and humiliating. So muchso that in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112893482016326692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112893482016326692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112893482016326692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112893482016326692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/10/zingoism-naahh-post-script-this-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112807076307611597</id><published>2005-09-30T14:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:29:23.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smart MoiEmotional SettingEve : Do you love my face or my touch?Tricky question, either reply will cause doom.Moi: I love to touch your face and also face your touch(!!!!)Situtation defused----</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112807076307611597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112807076307611597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112807076307611597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112807076307611597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/09/smart-moi-emotional-setting-eve-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112485915466946889</id><published>2005-08-24T10:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:24:14.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PHILOSOPHY FOR THE DAY What would you call someone who is trying to stop your soul from meeting from its creator - the supreme soul - god himself?DevilNah think again it could be you!!!Hypothetically the soul(sole ) purpose of us (human being) is to bid our time on earth doing Karma and fulfill our karmic destiny and meet our creator- the supreme being or whatever he/she/it is called by you.So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112485915466946889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112485915466946889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112485915466946889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112485915466946889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/08/philosophy-for-day-what-would-you-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112470597024010554</id><published>2005-08-22T15:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:49:30.250+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back to office grind after 3 magical days in dhanoulty.India is full of beauty but the problem that we are just 500 million more of us to enjoy that.Hence the tour started on a sore note as we arrived Kashmiri gate ISBT .Boy, the station resembled Lahore railway station as on 14th August 1947. All jostling and pushing to catch elusive bus to dehradun and mussoorie. After mushy spate about"how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112470597024010554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112470597024010554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112470597024010554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112470597024010554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-to-office-grind-after-3-magical.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112382832469205218</id><published>2005-08-12T11:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:52:34.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After so long of mental planning lastly an unplanned weekend trip to dhanolty/dhanaulty. The place is supposed to be 30 km from a place which has a wierd spelling MUSSOURRIE( or whatever!). the problem is the hotel which we book GMVN has a phone which is permanently out of order! and no one i know has been to this place so there is no one to guide us the exact way to reach there.May be it is more</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112382832469205218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112382832469205218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112382832469205218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112382832469205218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/08/after-so-long-of-mental-planning.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-112382642266859915</id><published>2005-08-12T11:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-12T11:30:22.673+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The local FM station is running a contest about winning diamond. Participants are suppsoed to answer "KISKE BAJEE ?"( loosely who gets "fucked") based on  diffrent situation.Typical formatGuy: you are so cute , will you got out for  coffee with meGirl: Slap, Cant you go anywhere on your own. Do you take your mommy for even susu( pissing)!Q: Kiskee Bajee?options are:a) Ladke kib) Ladki Kic) Mommy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/112382642266859915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=112382642266859915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112382642266859915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/112382642266859915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/08/local-fm-station-is-running-contest.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111986820994366056</id><published>2005-06-27T15:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-27T16:01:42.396+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AM I EXPECTING SOME ONE??Just like trees shed their old leaves to welcome spring!This blog is awaiting a visit from "perfectionist" visitor!!Hope the blog "rises" &amp; "come up to the perfection level".Amen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111986820994366056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111986820994366056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111986820994366056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111986820994366056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/06/am-i-expecting-some-one-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111924214739229908</id><published>2005-06-20T09:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-27T15:37:06.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well some day you are the statue ,some day you are the pigeon (pun intended).And on SOME DAY you are the chesire cat who just had its whole saucer of milk and smile on her face is actually mile long !!feel like hmmmmmmm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111924214739229908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111924214739229908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111924214739229908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111924214739229908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-some-day-you-are-statue-some-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111891941399742251</id><published>2005-06-16T16:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-27T15:46:06.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LETS BRINGS OUR COWS HOMEDiscussions DiscussionsVerbose people all around you from morning till night . Verbal diarrhea at its best.No wonder in India discussions never end . I have a theory on this.The reason for Indian argument never end is .......The English saying "We can discuss that till the cows come home" well the English end their discussion in evening after The English cows come back to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111891941399742251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111891941399742251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111891941399742251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111891941399742251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/06/lets-brings-our-cows-home-discussions.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111597232340900448</id><published>2005-05-13T13:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-13T13:48:43.413+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Andaz Apna Apna(AAA)-Only movie with Title song-chopped off!!i know some of you have seen the movie more times than i have but some how even today i have not come across anybody observing that the title song "andaz apna apna " is missing from the movie!!I distinctly remember that the song was shot and also featured in the print posters and publicity( actually a had a poster for long time but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111597232340900448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111597232340900448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111597232340900448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111597232340900448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/05/andaz-apna-apnaaaa-only-movie-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111588510876964780</id><published>2005-05-12T13:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-21T20:45:10.443+05:30</updated><title type='text'>kvsong</title><summary type='text'>kvsongOriginally uploaded by Amit Chaudhry. For all those who have the fortune of spending their time at Kendriya Vidyalayas or KV's -The eternal song which we have to "croon" under hot sun at 9.30 and at all annual functions was "Bharat ka Swarnim Gaurav Kendriya Vidyalaya Layega"( roughly translated " The golden age of India will be brought by Bright kids of KV).I dunno how much I contributed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111588510876964780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111588510876964780&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111588510876964780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111588510876964780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/05/kvsong.html' title='kvsong'/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111440805121798908</id><published>2005-04-25T11:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-25T11:17:31.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After years of blaming on bad light,incorrect angles &amp; just plain bad photography.  Finally concluded that I am a 100% certified PHOTOPHOBIC ( as opposite to PHOTOGENIC) !!May be reaching the self-actualisation stage where i have made peace with my external looks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111440805121798908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111440805121798908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111440805121798908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111440805121798908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/04/after-years-of-blaming-on-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111397254019499852</id><published>2005-04-20T10:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-20T10:19:00.196+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With Mushy out of country the usual noise about India Pakistan friendship has started again. I also love peace and actually believe peace is the only solution to INDO-PAK issue. But welcoming MUSHY with garlands who de facto plan the Kargil intrusion is way too much.Why don’t people understand  that Pakistan as a country exists only on its hatred towards INDIA cannot have lasting peace with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111397254019499852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111397254019499852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111397254019499852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111397254019499852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/04/with-mushy-out-of-country-usual-noise.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111322470491373453</id><published>2005-04-11T18:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-11T18:35:04.913+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111322470491373453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111322470491373453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111322470491373453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111322470491373453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-are-not-welcome-evil-dictator.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111294282756140104</id><published>2005-04-08T12:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-30T10:09:47.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hurray !!!Indian women cricket team in world cup finalsPity no direct telecast - had to virtually read the match on cricinfo.Way to go girls. lets beat Australia in Finals and emulate Kapil's devilOne fan awaits you !!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111294282756140104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111294282756140104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111294282756140104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111294282756140104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/04/hurray-indian-women-cricket-team-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-111094805717172410</id><published>2005-03-16T10:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-16T10:10:57.173+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CASTING COUCH- SHAKTI STYLEmy view- if casting couch exist so what?if somebody is "throwing" at you why not giver to her demands like any self respecting warm blooded male/female would do.Shakti did not approach the girl for f$#@#  she approached her for "help" knowing well that our own Shakti is famous for you- know-what and is not a director and producer himself.to add to it he himself is not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/111094805717172410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=111094805717172410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111094805717172410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/111094805717172410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/03/casting-couch-shakti-style-my-view-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-110922223947508430</id><published>2005-02-24T10:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-24T10:47:19.476+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Real good joke...A blind man was waiting to cross the road when his guide dog peed on his leg. He reached into his pocket and took out a biscuit for the dog.A passer-by, who had seen everything remarked, "That's very tolerant of you after what he just did.""Not really," came the reply. "I'm just finding out where his mouth is, so I can kick him in the nuts</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/110922223947508430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=110922223947508430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/110922223947508430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/110922223947508430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/02/real-good-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-110914326691479547</id><published>2005-02-23T12:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-23T12:51:06.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>amitz muse</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/110914326691479547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=110914326691479547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/110914326691479547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/110914326691479547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/02/amitz-muse.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-110914280647169322</id><published>2005-02-22T18:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-23T12:43:26.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well if the Monday does not kills you Tuesday does!!had a long day on Monday and it get reflected on Tuesday morning did not feel like getting up in the morning.managed to take a bath(4 days ina row !!!) and stumbled into the bus. Horror of horror had a 500 Rs note to pay for the fare.The conductor managed to give "sane advice" about how irresponsible people are carrying such big denomination </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/110914280647169322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=110914280647169322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/110914280647169322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/110914280647169322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-if-monday-does-not-kills-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-110898509495242916</id><published>2005-02-21T16:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-21T16:54:54.953+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after much long vacation back to office .married off a friend in distant JODHPUR- nice city.PHEW Indian marriages no matter people stick to one marriage as they are too scared to do the rituals again.You are made a complete jackass for the day or two (or may be for life, depending on how you look at it) . Made to do obscure rituals which might have significance in agrarian culture of yore but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/110898509495242916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=110898509495242916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/110898509495242916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/110898509495242916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2005/02/after-much-long-vacation-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-106613803171989619</id><published>2003-10-14T18:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-10-14T18:57:11.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All the water in the world However hard it tried, Could never, never sink a ship Unless it got inside.   All the evil in the world, the wickedness and sin, can never sink your soul's fair craft unless you let it in.  All the hardships of this world, Might wear you pretty thin, But they won't hurt you, one least bit... Unless you let them in.the water that waits to find a holeto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/106613803171989619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>src="http://ss.webring.com/navbar?f=j;y=amitz;u=10084600"&gt;This site is a member of WebRing. To browse visit Here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/88639820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=88639820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88639820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88639820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/02/this-site-is-member-of-webring.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-88583131</id><published>2003-02-05T16:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-02-06T12:03:29.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tired of  newspapers full of depressing news about India and Indians. try this site real good site and helps keep my faith in future of India www.goodnewsindia.com i hope many of the reader could just visit the site and read articles of ordinary man/women's extraordinary solutions to their own problems.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/88583131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=88583131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88583131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88583131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/02/tired-of-newspapers-full-of-depressing.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-88515995</id><published>2003-02-04T11:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-02-04T11:06:00.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> My idea of a perfect date a drive in humvee on sand dunes of Thar. Followed by a spin in F117over the mighty Himalayas. Any takers??? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/88515995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=88515995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88515995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88515995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/02/my-idea-of-perfect-date-drive-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-88515351</id><published>2003-02-04T10:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-02-04T10:49:30.316+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please visit http://nawang.org/khukri_of_honour.htm and show that somebody cares for fallen soldiers in peace times also.Fond it quite moving and one of the few site of kargil heros which is well maintained and suitable done up.Btw Nwang's dad Harish Kapadia is a well known author many trekking books (trekking bible for shayadri trekking)Nawang was part of my favorite regiment in Indian army</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/88515351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=88515351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88515351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88515351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/02/please-visit-httpnawang.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-88258573</id><published>2003-01-30T14:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-01-30T17:25:53.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when bloggers die do they go to blogger heaven?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880370.post-88258553</id><published>2003-01-30T14:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-01-30T14:39:39.130+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>var data, p;var agt=navigator.userAgent.toLowerCase();var img=escape("./buttons/b4.jpg");document.cookie='__support_check=1';p='http';if((location.href.substr(0,6)=='https:')||(location.href.substr(0,6)=='HTTPS:')) {p='https';} data = '&amp;agt=' + escape(agt) + '&amp;img=' + img + '&amp;r=' + escape(document.referrer) + '&amp;aN=' + escape(navigator.appName) + '&amp;lg=' + escape(navigator.systemLanguage) + '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/88258553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=88258553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88258553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88258553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/01/3-data-data.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-88153837</id><published>2003-01-28T19:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-01-28T19:03:03.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear junta,i was recently enlightned that you have to "blog" regularly.i mean add new things to ur blog, generating more pages,more comments and all that.Being a born lazy(i even refused to cry when i was born due to laziness) it would be an uphill task for a downhill train( u liked the phrase i just made it).well i will try my best coz just herd/seen the adline" When was the last time that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/88153837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=88153837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88153837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/88153837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/01/dear-junta-i-was-recently-enlightned.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-87461810</id><published>2003-01-15T11:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-02-06T14:58:20.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got posted to Kurukshetra in Haryana. Now being a MT we had to do some work there to show the bosses. So all the Mt's decided to organise a meeting of the farmers and talk to them about farming and fertilizers. Word was sent out in the villages that "Doctors" from bombay had come and wanted to speak to the villagers. So a meeting was organised and a carpet was laid out and the MT's sat on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/87461810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=87461810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/87461810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/87461810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/01/i-got-posted-to-kurukshetra-in-haryana.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-87203440</id><published>2003-01-10T10:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-01-10T10:37:09.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> contact info- looneycrab@yahoo.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/87203440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=87203440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/87203440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/87203440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/01/contact-info-looneycrabyahoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-87108795</id><published>2003-01-08T17:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-01-08T17:46:00.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the joke of the yearit is hard to belive but it is trueOne "individhual' asked me today " what date is valentine day falling this year"?i took as a joke and said it depended on lunar postion and mockingly look at the desk calender.he actually looked intrested when i confirmed after doing some calculations ona hand held "calculator"that valentine day is falling on 14th feburay "this year"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880370.post-87108635</id><published>2003-01-08T17:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2003-01-08T17:38:49.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is one mushy poem i liked .may be this  is something to do with "bandra blues" where i am staying with not many friends aroundI'd like to capture a rainbowand stick it in a big box so that,anytime you wanted to,you could reach in and pull outa piece of sunshine.I'd like to build you a mountainthat you could call your very owna place to find serenityin those times when youfeel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/87108635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=87108635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/87108635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/87108635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2003/01/this-is-one-mushy-poem-i-liked.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-86315459</id><published>2002-12-20T17:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2002-12-20T17:56:43.123+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my pen does flow alas only so,the beauty that lies in the eyes,sad to say everyone here is blind.With one to sit idle at home, worst yet is to look busy when work isunknown,I sit hour after hour, hoping to use my brain ,when all doors close,i resort to my pen ,the ink then does flow,to yoy frind i write I say, as pain in my body is still there,the brain that urges a challenge worthy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/86315459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=86315459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/86315459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/86315459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2002/12/my-pen-does-flow-alas-only-so-beauty.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-86271831</id><published>2002-12-19T20:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2002-12-19T20:38:23.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>like the wind,i went my way,the trees that stood, simply swayed,the fields i entered , quivered a little,the brooks, simply played.like the wind , i simply went my way.the fire the blew, grew stronger amidst me,the warm glow within me was true,the snow that swept , clean away,I wait patiently for someone to  tell,The way I go, stopped by none,My soul that searches , for that one,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880370.post-84419302</id><published>2002-11-12T20:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2002-11-12T20:38:42.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>b&gt;b&gt;Woods are lonely dark &amp; deepand miles to go before i sleep and miles to go before i sleep- Robert Mileswith company directive to cover atleast 150 km as a sales campaigne in wild wild haryana village side in a gulf War vetren tata Sumo with an election style loudspeaker an ensembled road theatre of a car battery an VCD player , 21 inch colour TV. the jaggurnut keeps rolling.The resoponse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/84419302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=84419302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/84419302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/84419302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2002/11/woods-are-lonely-dark-deep-and-miles.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-83459372</id><published>2002-10-24T19:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2002-10-24T19:24:40.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY MUSINGSThe night’s chariot gone &amp; day arriving on a Monday morningI wake up from deep slumber	With mind still in pervious dayWith eyes wide shut &amp; dreams stillHolding from behindI walk to the mirror hanging on a	Veteran wall aside;I stand before the mirror &amp; see a face unknownthis face was of envy &amp; greed	of self pity &amp; low self esteem;This wasn’t me ,this was not 		Supposed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/83459372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=83459372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/83459372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/83459372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2002/10/my-musings-nights-chariot-gone-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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-3880370.post-83405769</id><published>2002-10-23T19:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2002-10-23T19:55:06.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is the story of insanity over sanity; of rush of blood &amp; disregard to personal safety. It all happened today when me a humble management trainee the lowest rung in chain of command was asked to go to FIELDS and do some" marketing" there. Well new to the ways of wild haryana I dragged myself after an eventful presentation to farmer about our "new  &amp; revolutionary " product (which was as Latin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/feeds/83405769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3880370&amp;postID=83405769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/83405769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3880370/posts/default/83405769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amitz.blogspot.com/2002/10/this-is-story-of-insanity-over-sanity.html' title=''/><author><name>Amitz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582135462143539584</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>
