<?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-2982653760723733621</id><updated>2012-02-06T23:36:16.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my viewpoint</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4677044608292220477</id><published>2011-10-11T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:39:59.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Courier Fraud by book co.</title><content type='html'>This blog is just a word of caution for all those who are registering a new company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently registered for a private limited company in the name of Geronimo Healthcare Solutions. Couple of days back, we received a VPP for which we were told to pay Rs.2184. Since I was not present at the registered address, I told not to collect the parcel and wanted to confirm before paying the money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When checked online, got to know that this is a fraudulent company and the parcel contains nothing but junk books, about labour laws and irrelevant stuff like how to fire employees. The registered details of the Legend Book Co. is 1/9489, Rohtas Nagar West Gali no 7, Shahdara Delhi 110032.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On subsequent internet search, I also found out that lot of people who have registered new companies are getting such couriers. There was no record of purchase from any of these companies, and above all, the courier fellow was all the time yelling at them to pay the amount. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly spread the word and let other people know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a complete fraud game that this book co. is playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4677044608292220477?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4677044608292220477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4677044608292220477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4677044608292220477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4677044608292220477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2011/10/courier-fraud-by-book-co.html' title='Courier Fraud by book co.'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1200356136727861430</id><published>2011-08-26T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T21:08:41.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Democracy (LOL)</title><content type='html'>I have been constantly and very closely following up the whole ANNA PHENOMENON since it started and well yes!I'm supporting it whole heartedly though he is suppose to get the same unconditionally in the present state of affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog post is specifically directed towards those people who are constantly pointing out, with no reasons behind their view point, that this movement is non-democratic or rather autocratic. So let me just do a little bit of reality check on what kind of democracy are we enjoying in our motherland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that the "Fundamental Rights" are the basic human rights of all citizens for the purpose preserving individual liberty and democratic principles based on equality of all members of society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to "Right to equality": not going into the details of the "SC/ST" aspect as it is anyway being misused as "vote bank politics" by our politicians, but being biased when it comes to religion has always been on agenda when it comes to any political party who comes in power. And how can I forget the incidences, when Raj Thakrey et al drove a movement against North Indians in Maharashtra or when young females from a Mangalore pub were literally pulled by hair and thrown out like a trash. Why the hell center did not intervene when everything was shown on television? Ofcourse it doesn't have balls to deal with thakreys anyway. Adding to this, one of my very close friend was beaten up by some marathi manoos hooligans in Maharashtra, just because he was with a girl at a secluded place? They beaten him up, showed him forcibly sit and watch some shivaji movie stuff (which I'm sure they might not have seen anytime) and took all his cash in the end. WOW! what a democratic country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know what our government did to Baba Ram Dev and his followers who were peacefully sleeping in the night in Ramlila Maidan. To the worst, police lathi charged the same women and children, who also entitle the special rights even when it comes to equality, resulting which one of them actually got paralplegic. Is this a joke that has been made out of democracy? The answer is "YES". This is nothing but the "tanashahi" or "dictatorship" of our own government over common and harmless countrymen. The incidence is a clear example of breach of right to freedom of speech, expression and assembly. To the worst, Baba Ram Dev was made to leave Delhi. LOL! What he must have felt in such a democratic country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right against exploitation: Do you know the incidence where a 9 year old kid was serving tea to our Lok Sabha members? Yes it happened and surprisingly it was not just a factory or mine or a hazardous job where he was working in, but a fucking Lok Sabha of India. Well, let me not go into the details of human trafficking, as we all know how much it is prohibited at political level itself and how many ministers are involved, not only in human trafficking but also in sexual abuse of children as well (even in the present congress government)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just very few examples that I witnessed and remembered which really don't go with the so called democratic aspect of our country. But when it comes to corruption, suddenly our ministers and some media walas and friends start judging on the grounds of democracy and morality of individuals? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done, to me this country is not 'Of the People, By the People and For the People' but it is "Of the politicians, by the politicians and for the politicians".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ain't democracy, it is dictatorship and we have to break this chain, the first step being the movement against corruption which is being done in a purely democratic way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the first step towards improved India. Good things will follow after this. I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Request to all Indians to stop discriminating among yourselves and think of a bright India for the coming generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Hind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1200356136727861430?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1200356136727861430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1200356136727861430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1200356136727861430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1200356136727861430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2011/08/democracy-lol.html' title='Democracy (LOL)'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-5640602463935231337</id><published>2011-07-17T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:55:33.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why doctors marry doctors..!</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah...age factor, not completely though, compels me to write this blog after a very long time. Again not completely interested in the concept, but my parents want me to get arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, when I could not understand this shadi business (not that I still do), I observed that over 90% of the doctors actually marry a doctor. For my parents ease and my own preferences, I have completely no issues getting married to a non-doctor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the conversation down made me realize the fact that "Why actually doctors marry a doctor in general?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; So your son is a doctor..right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; Ya he is a doctor....(less they knew that what kind of a doctor I'm still)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; what is his age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; 27&lt;br /&gt;(Family thinking: mmm...he must be old...good for our daughter, must be earning good by now and looking at the private practice sector these days, at 27 he must be earning atleast 1 lakh per month easily)&lt;br /&gt;...who should explain them that doctors start making their comfortable living post 30 usually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family: &lt;/b&gt;So what specialty he has done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; He has done MD pharma&lt;br /&gt;(since it is difficult to pronounce pharmacology, I suggested this simple word to my parents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; Pharma? (eyes rolling)...kya apka beta davayiya banata hai? Does he owns a chemist shop or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; No No! he is into business that is related to pharma industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; Business? You told us ki your son is a doctor? Isn't he practicing somewhere? in some hospital or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; Actually he is a medical consultant for pharmaceutical companies. He told us he advises the companies and works as a medical advisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; Oh..is it? (thinking....never heard about it!!)&lt;br /&gt;(now since even they might not be that much interested in what I'm doing only if I'm making some good money, the next question comes instantaneously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; So how much is he earning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; Actually he has started his own business you see, and in business it is not fixed...but he told us that his company gave a good turn over last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; ok ok..we will get back too you on this...(thinking: this seems to be a very confusing match in the beginning itself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents&lt;/b&gt; (among themselves): hamare beta aakhir kaar kar kya raha hai? kitna bola tha job lele...delhi me settle hoja...god knows what he is upto..."sigh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah this is the usual difficulty that my parents are facing these days when they talk about me and my job to people who doesn't know ABC of medical profession. Of course it really does not matter to me that much, because they seem to be more interested in me getting married than I do and above all, I would anyway not like to get hooked to somebody who does not take any interest to know as what I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the next set of conversation, a hypothetical scenario so far, but would definitely set my parents at ease if the proposal is from doctor's family. And I'm pretty sure that the conversation would go something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; So your son is a doctor...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; Ya he is a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; has he done his MD?&lt;br /&gt;(age question comes usually after this when you dealing with doctor's family; reasons we all know to core)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; yes! he has done his MD in pharma...(pause)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instantaneous response from family..."Oh you mean pharmacology right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; (with a sigh of relief) yes! you guessed that right. It is MD pharmacology and he has topped in the university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; what's his age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; he is 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; he is just 27? when did he pass? which university/college? (trying to figure out if govt. or private)....&lt;br /&gt;(we all know that learned doctors families usually don't entertain people who have given huge chunk of money to get MBBS/MD seats/degrees from private college as majority of them impart pathetic knowledge with hardly any patient experience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; he passed last year from goa medical college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; oh...(thinking: so he must have cleared entrance examination)..that is good....that means he did not waste even a single year of his life in getting into MBBS and MD as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; no..he directly got admission one after the other post 12th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; that's nice. So has he joined as a lecturer in some college or working as an advisor in pharma MNCs? We heard that there is lot of scope for medical doctors that side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; actually he was not that keen in teaching field. Though he was getting a very good job offer of 8 lakhs per annum in delhi itself, but he decided to start his own business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; oh....k...and what kind of business is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; he told us that he is working as a medical consultant for pharma industry, that way he can actually be a medical advisor for multiple companies..he also suggested us ki this way he will be working for his own good and would grow his company gradually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; that is fair enough but is he making good money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents: &lt;/b&gt;ya so far so good...company put up a nice turn over last year and he is confident for the future also. He is paying a good rental of 15k per month for his mumbai flat and making a decent living for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt; really surprising that instead of getting a good package, he decided to venture out. That's pretty impressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; ya he keeps on telling us ki he has big dreams to chase and whatever he wants in life will always be out of his comfort zone, so he took a chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family: &lt;/b&gt;that's good...anyways indeed it was pleasure talking to you...let our children meet...after all they have to stay together and not us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents:&lt;/b&gt; ya sure..pleasure talking to you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the basic difference and the reason as why doctors would like to marry a doctor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a doctor in itself gives you a lot more professional compatibility with the other doctor that eventually leads to emotional stability to understand each other in a better way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What choice do I have now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wo to waqt hi batayega"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-5640602463935231337?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/5640602463935231337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=5640602463935231337&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5640602463935231337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5640602463935231337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-doctors-marry-doctors.html' title='Why doctors marry doctors..!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-517461334583133191</id><published>2011-05-06T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:03:48.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamara Bachpan Kuch Khaas Tha...</title><content type='html'>It's been a while that I have not blogged because I'm just too busy with my work...and yet again I have no time to write down on something which I always wanted to...but got this forwarded mail from a friend and realized that this is my duty to share with you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing those days?  Sometimes I do&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Doordarshan Logo&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Doordarshan' s Screensaver&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Malgudi Days&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Ramayan&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Mile Sur Mera Tumhara&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Fauji , Udaan &amp; Rajani&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Tabassum- Phool khile hai gulshan gulshan&lt;br /&gt;&gt; If you remember Tana na tanna na na ....&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Alif Laila&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Byomkesh Bakshi&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Charlie-Chaplin show&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Comedy Serial – Dekh Bhai Dekh&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Jungle Book - *jungle jungle baat chali hai, pata chala hai, chaddi pehen ke phool khila hai phool khila hai”* – yes Mowgli featured, *Jungle Book*, again a very interesting animation series, I loved its title song, and *Sherkhan*, and *Bagira*, and the *Baalo*.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Nonstop Nonsence…it’s a DD’s Comedy Show– Saturday evenings 4.00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&gt; He Man&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Salma Sultana DD News Reader&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Vicco turmeric,Nahin cosmetic, Vicco turmeric ayurvedic cream&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Twaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiinggggggg, Washin powder Nirma, Washing powder Nirma, Doodh si safedi, Nirma se aayi, Rangeen kapde bhi khil khil jaaye&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm a Complan Boy(Shahid Kapoor) and I'm a Complan Girl (Ayesha Takia)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Surabhi : Renuka Sahane and Siddharth&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Then were 'Mungerilal ke hasin sapane' and 'karamchand' ....'Vikram Betal',etc. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could stay out to play for hours, as long as we got back before dark, in time for dinner…&lt;br /&gt;We walked to school, or sometimes we even rode our cycle....&lt;br /&gt;We had no mobile phones, but we always managed to find each other…. How? No one knows…&lt;br /&gt;We lost teeth, broke arms &amp; legs, we got cuts and bruises and bloody noses…nobody complained as we had so much fun, it wasn't anybody's fault, only ours&lt;br /&gt;We ate everything in sight, cakes, bread, chocolate, ice-cream, sweet sugary, drinks, yet, we stayed skinny by fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;And if one of us was lucky to find a 1 litre coca cola bottle we all had a swag from it &amp; guess what? Nobody picked up any germs....&lt;br /&gt;We did not have Play Stations, MP3,  I-Pods, Video games, 99 Cable TV channels, DVD's, Home Cinema, Mobile phones, Home Computers, Laptops, Chat-rooms, Internet, etc ... BUT, we had REAL FRIENDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We called on friends to come out to play, never rang the doorbell, just went around the back…&lt;br /&gt;We loved being let loose in the big bad world…without bodyguards…&lt;br /&gt;We played with sticks and stones, played cowboys and Indians, doctors and nurses, hide and seek, soccer games, over and over again…&lt;br /&gt;We had freedom, success, disappointments and responsibilities. ...&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, we learned to respect others…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are YOU from that generation?? If that's the case, share this to all your friends from the same era…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this message will help them forget the stress that surrounds us these days….and just for a few moments puts a smile to their faces as they remember what life was really like in the good old days…… Don't you think??&lt;br /&gt;Those were GREAT DAYS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANONYMOUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-517461334583133191?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/517461334583133191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=517461334583133191&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/517461334583133191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/517461334583133191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2011/05/hamara-bachpan-kuch-khaas-tha.html' title='Hamara Bachpan Kuch Khaas Tha...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7523797360970476463</id><published>2010-10-25T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:47:17.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart v/s Mind</title><content type='html'>Life is like one big "JHOL"..confusion in every aspect....right from such petty issues like should I do this or not? should I buy this pair jeans or that one? should I sleep for some more time? should i go to gym today? should i go out?...blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some other big decisions which can really drive you mad are as what profession should I go for? should I follow my passion and try to make a living out of it or should I take up a regular job? Is she the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I see it, the problem is we being confused in all this as our heart and mind are not thinking congruently. Our mind is rationale and very practical and majority of the people go by what it says and trust me they live more comfortable and subtle life. On the other hand heart is crazy, but people who follow it, if not comfortable will see life in a way exciting way than the rest. They are the people who know the worth of happiness and sadness. They are the risk takers who believe in themselves and think that anything and everything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I believe in following my heart no matter whatever it says. And the best part in following your heart is what so ever be the result, you will no doubt experience an extreme excitement across the path, the journey...and most of the time, you will realize that the destination too will be worth going for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read these lines in the early morning and felt pretty good about it.&lt;br /&gt;"The only way to get what you really want, is to know what you really want.&lt;br /&gt;And the only way to know what you really want, is to know yourself. And&lt;br /&gt;the only way to know yourself, is to be yourself. And the only way to be&lt;br /&gt;yourself is to listen to your heart." - Mike Dooley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you think about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7523797360970476463?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/7523797360970476463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=7523797360970476463&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7523797360970476463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7523797360970476463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/10/heart-vs-mind.html' title='Heart v/s Mind'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8983129675806372545</id><published>2010-10-14T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:43:13.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money and happiness...</title><content type='html'>It's been years that I'm discussing this issue right from my childhood to my adulthood. Might be because I never had enough money at any given point of time. Off late, though I'm not making as much money as I should before writing this blog, but so far I'm having a comfortable living and happy to sustain myself in a much better way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done, my friends will be surprised to see this perspective of mine..but now I can clearly state the fact that "Money can not buy happiness"..it is the family, friends, your companion, your thoughts and pursuing your passion or love to work attitude, that are all the way anytime more important that  can make you happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while watching the CWG closing ceremony, kalmadi dint seem to be as happy as all the poor dancers and kids who were literally enjoying each and every moment of their passion..or the artists who were singing on stage..that says it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quest is finally over...but no doubt there are many things that money can take care of and that's what makes it really important. But happiness...??? "nah":)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8983129675806372545?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8983129675806372545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8983129675806372545&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8983129675806372545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8983129675806372545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/10/money-and-happiness.html' title='Money and happiness...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-419998656883253244</id><published>2010-08-19T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:07:15.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Happy Right Now by Crystal Boyd</title><content type='html'>Its been such a long time that I'm not keeping good health and was really disturbed before I read write up by Cystal Boyd...difficult to apply but not impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The truth is, there's no better time to be happy than right now. If not now, when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life will always be filled with challenges. It's best to admit this to yourself and decide to be happy anyway. Alfred D Souza said, "For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This perspective has helped me to see that there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. So, treasure every moment that you have. And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time ... and remember that time waits for no one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop waiting until you finish school, until you go back to school, until you lose ten pounds, until you gain ten pounds, until you have kids, until your kids leave the house, until you start work, until you retire, until you get married, until you get divorced, until Friday night, until Sunday morning, until you get a new car or home, until your car or home is paid off, until spring, until summer, until fall, until winter, until you are off welfare, until the first or fifteenth, until your song comes on, until you've had a drink, until you've sobered up, until you die, until you are born again to decide that there is no better time than right now to be happy..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-419998656883253244?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/419998656883253244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=419998656883253244&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/419998656883253244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/419998656883253244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-happy-right-now-by-crystal-boyd.html' title='Be Happy Right Now by Crystal Boyd'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2396812477887110117</id><published>2010-08-18T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T06:31:19.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FIVE AGREEMENTS By Don Miguel Ruiz</title><content type='html'>Found them really powerful, practical and can be applied to make our mind "Chillax" with the usual disturbances in and around life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Be Impeccable With Your Word&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Don’t Take Anything Personally&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Don’t Make Assumptions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness, and drama. With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;4. Always Do Your Best&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best is going to change from moment to moment. It will be different when you are healthy as opposed to when you are sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse, and regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 5. Be Skeptical, But Learn to Listen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t believe yourself or anybody else. Use the power of doubt to question everything you hear: Is it really the truth? Listen to the intent behind the words, and you will understand the real message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2396812477887110117?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2396812477887110117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2396812477887110117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2396812477887110117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2396812477887110117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/08/five-agreements-by-don-miguel-ruiz.html' title='THE FIVE AGREEMENTS By Don Miguel Ruiz'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2850241898050851219</id><published>2010-08-17T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:29:04.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrogance diminishes wisdom!!</title><content type='html'>I just shifted to a new apartment here in Mumbai and fortunately music followed me here as well. Besides playing my first solo song on the eve of independence day, I got the opportunity to attend this rare event. "Rare" why? because I correlated with the scenario at my home and we have never organized such a thing anytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scene:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A group of elderly people (I was the youngest among the lot) relaxing on comfortable sofas and couches and listening to real time ghazals by one of the "not so known" but excellent white haired classical singer. No doubt he was really good and knew his stuff well. Singing was great and I started kind of respecting the whole concept. I thanked god for being invited for this event by the owners of home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so engrossed into it that could not resist myself to request them if I could sing one ghazal. Got the green signal and sang "Baat niklegi" by Jagjit Singh. Now my friends know that I'm the happiest guy when I perform well and so was I after singing the same. One of the elderly females showed me "Thumbs Up" and other guy asked me if I'm taking some sot of training. Ofcourse I'm not, its just my hobby and that's what I told them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now comes the ugly part...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of everyone, the same main guy whom I thought to be having real wisdom of music, started criticizing me badly. So badly that I could not believe the way he was making sarcastic remarks on my singing. And to my utter surprise, he sang the same ghazal once again and specifically pointed out the couple of mistakes that I did while singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed there for some more time but left without dinner, which they wanted to offer me as well. I decided not to go there ever from now and listen to him again. His arrogance and ego diminished his wisdom in my view, and no matter how good he must be, I won't be able to enjoy his singing ever. Not because he insulted me, but his attitude towards an artist was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happened to me when it comes to Daler Mahendi and Abhijeet. The former one, when he said in one of the interviews after his first album "Bolo Tara Tara" became hit: "Are MJ to bachpan se laga hua hai, meri abhi ek hi album ayi hai aur dekho main kitna popular ho gaya hu". Yes! the guy is talking about legend Michael Jackson..LOLZ! Abhijeet controversial statements against one of the finest singers of pakistan, Atif Aslam, landed him nowhere. We know now that who is getting more work these days. Abhijeet lost his charm of singing when once upon a time he used to sing songs for King Khan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows this ghazal singer, whom I had an encounter with, might have been a popular guy in the industry rather than entertaining the bunch of elderly guys at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For making a great mark in this world, besides being good at your passion, you need to keep the wisdom alive...your arrogance might just nullify the positive aspect of your talent!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2850241898050851219?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2850241898050851219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2850241898050851219&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2850241898050851219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2850241898050851219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/08/arrogance-diminishes-wisdom.html' title='Arrogance diminishes wisdom!!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7260844705320532066</id><published>2010-08-16T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T10:04:01.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is your mentor...??</title><content type='html'>Whenever we read about jihadis killing people mercilessly, committing suicides to rest in peace in the arms of allah, we keep wondering as how the fuck it is anyway possible that a human being kills the other human being without a sign of guilt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you anytime realized that why you feel guilty of yourself when you do something which your parents or say mentor told you not to do? The point is you still might not know that whatever your parents have told you is right or wrong. But since you belong to them since you are born, you are conditioned to certain perspectives which they fed you with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are lucky to have mentors who themselves were pure souls, you will follow them and do good to the community..but if you have mentors who are extremists and religious fanatics, before you realize what's right or wrong in the real sense, you are conditioned to the extent that what is "not good" for the rest of the people around you, you might find it to be "perfectly alright" for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenario, whether being "good or bad"...the mind set of both the types of the  people are same..just that for "bad jihadis", its good to kill people and for "good people" its again good not to kill anybody for that matter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7260844705320532066?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/7260844705320532066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=7260844705320532066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7260844705320532066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7260844705320532066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/08/mentor.html' title='Who is your mentor...??'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4473251942884841492</id><published>2010-08-15T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T06:29:15.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships...never thought this way!</title><content type='html'>Really liked this write up and thought of posting on my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are many different types of relationships we can have with one another, from friendship, romantic love to parental or sibling love, or working relationships. Whilst love can feel wonderful and bring much joy and happiness, it can also bring much pain. Yet it is through pain that we learn the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live without love is to not live at all and shrivels the soul, and we learn nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are ways to be in relationship with others that is positive and uplifting to yourself and to the other, even if the relationship doesn't last forever. In love relationships we have much to learn from the other. The important people in our lives (actually all people in our lives) are really mirrors. We draw to us those who will help us learn about ourselves. Each time we are presented with a challenge in a relationship, we are really being presented with an 'opportunity' to look inside ourselves to see what about us it is that needs working on, so that we may grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an example, if a partner behaves in a way that elicits let's say, jealousy, in us, then they are actually triggering an emotion inside us that is incomplete - that is the 'mirror'. We look at that emotion that has been triggered and so rather than point a finger at the other one (that is us being a 'victim'), we look at our 'jealousy' and see that we have an issue with 'jealousy' and there is our opportunity to change that about ourselves. Jealousy is a fear that we are not good enough, and therefore we can then see that if we worked on our 'not-good-enough' belief, then regardless of the other person's behavior, we would no longer experience 'jealousy (that is us taking back our power).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't change another, only ourselves."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4473251942884841492?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4473251942884841492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4473251942884841492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4473251942884841492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4473251942884841492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/08/relationshipsnever-though-this-way.html' title='Relationships...never thought this way!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1778590796620110278</id><published>2010-08-08T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:21:05.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double standards...??</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Read in the "Times of India" today:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tired after waiting for more than a year for a job, around 70 former students of Frankfinn Institute of Airhostess Training met Shiv Sena MLA Eknath Shinde on Saturday at the party’s local office, Anand Ashram, and presented their grievances.They also alleged that during the course a few faculty members made them kiss boys and seduce them, and also smoke and drink “so that they would get placements.One of the teachers used to make us remove our stockings in front of the boys. They would ask us to kiss the boys, remove their ties, shirt buttons and seduce them. Another teacher would play the truth and dare game and made us ask ‘dirty’ questions. We are all from conservative families,” said a 21 year old student, who did not wish to be named."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My viewpoint:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell were all these females when they were made to do all this? Guess they were happily indulging in all these activities as they knew that this might be the easiest way to get job. But since after an year long wait when nothing happened on that front, they came up to media...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Double standards...!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1778590796620110278?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1778590796620110278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1778590796620110278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1778590796620110278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1778590796620110278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/08/double-standards.html' title='Double standards...??'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7437308050682916657</id><published>2010-07-14T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:20:26.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to change...</title><content type='html'>The world is bad out there. There is no place for feelings or emotions. Practicality has taken its toll over everything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to get myself into this fake world, but trying to at least accept it the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this much change I need to get into myself, with or without choice, or else things are tough and will get tougher later on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7437308050682916657?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/7437308050682916657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=7437308050682916657&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7437308050682916657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7437308050682916657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/07/trying-to-change.html' title='Trying to change...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8487155351757135872</id><published>2010-06-03T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T12:21:19.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My second home...</title><content type='html'>Hostel days when I was a pest for everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Hostel days when people seem to be pest for me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days when we studied,&lt;br /&gt;Nights when we studied…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams that always went awesome,&lt;br /&gt;Marks which were never awesome…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affairs that always happened to me,&lt;br /&gt;Love that never lasted even once…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break-ups in which I helped out people to get over them,&lt;br /&gt;Break-ups which I made them to do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People whom I want to see for the rest of my life,&lt;br /&gt;People whom I don’t want to see even for another second…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our band's performances which I would remember forever,&lt;br /&gt;Performances which I don’t want to remember even now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments when I cried out of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Moments when I cried out of happiness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights when I was stoned on bong,&lt;br /&gt;The days when I was kicked on a joint…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time when I was high on alcohol,&lt;br /&gt;Time when I was low on alcohol…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangovers which I hated,&lt;br /&gt;Hangovers which I hated even more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rains which I enjoyed in the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;The rains which I detested later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time as a student,&lt;br /&gt;Time as a teacher…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments in depression,&lt;br /&gt;Moments of elation…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things done,&lt;br /&gt;Things not done…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I will remember GOA, my second home.…where I spent about 9 precious years of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna miss each and every second of it….:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8487155351757135872?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8487155351757135872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8487155351757135872&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8487155351757135872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8487155351757135872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-second-home.html' title='My second home...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-5322969344662319148</id><published>2010-05-27T00:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T00:14:36.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go...</title><content type='html'>Two monks were returning to the monastery in the evening. It had rained and there were puddles of water on the road sides. At one place a beautiful young woman was standing unable to walk across because of a puddle of water. The elder of the two monks went up to a her lifted her in his alms and left her on the other side of the road, and continued his way to the monastery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening the younger monk came to the elder monk and said, "Sir, as monks, we cannot touch a woman ?" &lt;br /&gt;The elder monk answered "yes, brother". &lt;br /&gt;Then the younger monk asks again, " but then Sir, how is that you lifted that woman on the roadside ?" &lt;br /&gt;The elder monk smiled at him and told him " I left her on the other side of the road, but you are still carrying her "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-5322969344662319148?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/5322969344662319148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=5322969344662319148&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5322969344662319148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5322969344662319148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/05/letting-go.html' title='Letting go...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4787507861845566605</id><published>2010-04-04T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T10:42:09.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of the "TITANS"...</title><content type='html'>Here the "TITANS" has nothing to do with the senseless movie that you guys just watched..I'm talking about the most talked about wedding affair between the two TITANS of two different worlds on this planet...you guessed it right.."Sania" and "Shoaib"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on one side "Times of India" thinks that it might improve "Indo-Pak" unity, but I see it from a different angle and this is what I have to say about the post marriage sequel..(Anyway tennis federations of both the respective countries have already started fighting as to weather Sania will be playing for India or Pakistan...Also, thakrey sahab has already issued statement that they won't allow her to represent India in the future if she marries him....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens to their marriage, even if she agrees to play from Pakistan's side, religious clerics will issue some fatwa against her playing in skirt that might make her think as why the hell she got married to him in the first place. Unfortunately she might have to leave her first love (Tennis) to compromise for her second love (Shoaib). All this might ignite some sort of people's movement in both the countries against the respective governments who are anyway not able to deal with the Kasab's issue so far. This might be taken as the benefit doubt by the Pakistan government (if Indian government insist on her playing from India), and the trial might get postponed to the date they get divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sania and Shoaib both might just leave for Gulf or Dubai where they will settle peacefully and start a training institute to teach tennis and cricket to kids!! (besides making their own)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, what "Times of India" thinks as "Indo-Pak" unity might just get total contradictory in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess both are free to get married to each other and nobody should utter a word against them. So far their professional commitments are concerned I have no answers to that still. But she is most likely to quit her's!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4787507861845566605?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4787507861845566605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4787507861845566605&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4787507861845566605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4787507861845566605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-of-titans.html' title='Love of the &quot;TITANS&quot;...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6354320835464507288</id><published>2010-03-05T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T07:37:42.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And this was my last inter-college fest...</title><content type='html'>Just came back from "Genesis 2010", the inter-college event organized by our college 2nd years.The guys are my juniors, my students and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being the best "Genesis" so far, according to me, I'm kind of feeling emotional right now. This was the last inter-college fest of my life. I was almost gripped at the moment when 1st years made a heart beat request for me to sing on stage. No wonder I dedicated the song "Pal" to all of them as I'm never ever gonna forget these moments of joy, happiness, love and affection that my friends/students gave me all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately used to go to such inter-college fests in my residency for two reasons. First as being very much passionate about singing and the lead singer of our college rock band "Raahh...", we always used to make an effort to put up a good show and secondly, it used to make me feel that I'm still young, a college student and a free guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved those moments when we used to get a great fan support from the students right in front of stage singing, head banging, shouting and dancing on our songs. Though we screwed up couple of times, but I used to like each and every bit of all the performances that we did so far. Receiving congratulatory messages post shows used to make me high and I wished that these moments just keep coming to me. Life was all about being liked and admired by the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of things to be shared and to be told but today things just don't feel the same. My student life is about to get over in the next couple of months and I'm on my way to stride into the professional one. I know that these were the best days of my life and they will never come back. But deep down, I thank god to give me such a memorable and awesome college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to the "Secret admirer", who gave me the heart beat today:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss everything.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6354320835464507288?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6354320835464507288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6354320835464507288&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6354320835464507288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6354320835464507288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-was-my-last-college-fest.html' title='And this was my last inter-college fest...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8544642460108998553</id><published>2010-02-19T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:19:48.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tere naina...</title><content type='html'>Whichever song has this particular word, "Naina", somehow I just tend to get glued with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me eyes are like the most beautiful and adorable sense that throws anybody's persona with a great ease...the finest way to know a person is by looking right into her eyes and then speaking your heart out...once smitten, you just tend to stare her without any hesitation or guilt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that first one look into her eyes &lt;br /&gt;might tell you the undiluted intentions deep down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that first one look into her eyes &lt;br /&gt;might take away the insecure unforgettable past in a flash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that first one look into her eyes &lt;br /&gt;might tell you the story of the unwavering honesty she holds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that first one look into her eyes &lt;br /&gt;might calm you down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that first one look into her eyes &lt;br /&gt;might leave you with an unreasonable smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life might be just worth waiting for to experience that "one look" and that will be the day when you might keep aside all your rules, all your theories and all your criteria to stride into a new life, that might be as beautiful and as pure as that "one look" always!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8544642460108998553?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8544642460108998553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8544642460108998553&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8544642460108998553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8544642460108998553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/02/tere-naina.html' title='Tere naina...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6924950112959999254</id><published>2010-02-13T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T02:23:12.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let it go...</title><content type='html'>A month back I was fed up with my vodaphone signal. Few people might not think it to be a serious issue, but for me it was a lot more then that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was irritated, frustrated, agitated and disgusted with all the reasons that a bad phone signal can do to a normal guy who wants his cell phone a lot more than a conventional user...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called up customer care and was told that the problem might not resolve for the next 10 days due to some internal issue and lots of pending complaints..Went to Panjim, abused them all over again right in their office...besides breaking my head over them, a desperate attempt of searching places and asking people for new connection schemes, getting irritated with the idea of changing the already highly circulated number, a nice attempt of breaking my cell phone as well, I was actually not eating and sleeping well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But finally, after a couple of days, I just gave up and told myself &lt;b&gt;"Just let it go dang, just let it go..bhaad me jaye na yaar, kya fark padhta hai, zyada se zyada kya hoga, thoda bahut communication gap, and you can always reply on mails as far as company work is concerned..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was it, I just left the whole issue there itself and moved on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no time and without my realization, within couple of more days, things improved, way before the customer care intended date...and I, though a bit more comfortable was just wondering as why the hell I disturbed my mind so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, there are things in life, bad, worse and sometimes ugly which keep on disturbing you every now and then, but they don't last for long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just &lt;b&gt;"Let them go....and move on"!!! &lt;/b&gt;They will be fine...trust me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's the best part of problems; even they don't last for long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more suggestion: Don't go for vodaphone connection; after all prevention is better than cure;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6924950112959999254?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6924950112959999254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6924950112959999254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6924950112959999254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6924950112959999254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-let-it-go.html' title='Just let it go...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2547931628762160638</id><published>2010-02-06T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:18:39.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing FB interface connection!</title><content type='html'>Every time we see the new Facebook interface, the first thing that comes to our mind is "WTF!", we disapprove,get irritated, post hatred comments for the owners, grumble and don't seem to enjoy it anymore the way we used to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens after some days..?&lt;br /&gt;We adjust, we compromise, we change our mind set and get use to the new version which we disapproved once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this happens because of our love and addiction for FB which gets us back to the same relationship with it as before with added flexibility and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the thing that happens in any kind of relationship between two sane people when they get apart because of difference in opinion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conditions apply: &lt;/b&gt;if there is love and addiction for each other between the two...no wonder everything will get back to normal again with added flexibility and understanding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2547931628762160638?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2547931628762160638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2066162834845299981</id><published>2010-01-23T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:49:34.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should this be given the joke of the millenium award??</title><content type='html'>No giving details as how our few of the news channels make mockery out of any and almost every issue happening in this country both at a national and more so at what's happening at somebody's personal level..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, saw this ad on one and only "INDIA -TV" yesterday and could not stop myself laughing at it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiddo gal comes on cam and speaks these few lines of wisdom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mummy kehti hai ki engineers buildings banate hai, roads banate hai...&lt;br /&gt;Aur doctors patients dekhte hai aur unko theek karte hai...&lt;br /&gt;lekin main India TV reporter banungi....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by this time I was almost dumbstruck as what this this gal wana say...and she says....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kyunki India TV sirf sachi news dikhati hai!!!";)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you usually prefer "India TV" than "Laughter challenge" on television (as I do) you know how much depth this joke has in there;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2066162834845299981?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2066162834845299981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2066162834845299981&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>Few good people...</title><content type='html'>God preaching to few good people on this planet earth:&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be so good man! I beg you...I know you deserve a far better place than this materialistic world, but I'm helpless of not providing you with that...so I want you to experience bitter experiences in life and take this suffering. If you don't improve, I will hurt you more. Try to realize that you are not meant to be that good that other people start taking you for granted, I want you to survive...be mean at times, live for yourself and try not to love somebody more than you do yourself..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it somewhere:&lt;br /&gt;"Good things happen with bad people and bad things happen with good people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't generalize the statement but guess unfortunately examples of the same are seen quite often in our real lives!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-643423496087615176?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/643423496087615176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=643423496087615176&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/643423496087615176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/643423496087615176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-good-people.html' title='Few good people...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8985210897158973421</id><published>2010-01-18T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T08:02:00.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People say "expect the least"...</title><content type='html'>I'm sure that whenever you meet people discussing about your future, taking both professional and personal front, most of the time this is the first statement they always come up with &lt;b&gt;"expect the least, so that you don't get hurt when you don't get/achieve the same"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I usually or rather always prefer to say that &lt;b&gt;"expect the best, no matter you get there or not, atleast the anticipation of getting something best itself will keep you happy in the due course of finally coming onto your destination"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you will work hard/have patience to get the same, no surprises that you might get it someday or the later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy the journey till the destination!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8985210897158973421?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8985210897158973421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8985210897158973421&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8985210897158973421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8985210897158973421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-say-expect-least.html' title='People say &quot;expect the least&quot;...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-3315591203433407274</id><published>2010-01-13T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T06:35:13.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High on life...</title><content type='html'>On the night of new year's eve my brother sent me this lovely message which holds true for every guy I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I wish health, wealth, a charming wife and an obedient son/daughter in your life"..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is what life is all about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I posted in my blog "I wish...life is as beautiful, as....when I'm high...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if somebody has all this, do you still need artificial things to get "high in life"??? Rather you will be &lt;b&gt;"high on life"&lt;/b&gt; and that's what everyone wants including me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my new year resolution on not getting artificially high still holds true..and will remain throughout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a very nice mail yesterday from my friend and no wonder that tells about how to keep balance in life...written by chetan bahgat..this is what he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don’t just have career or academic goals. Set goals to give you a balanced, successful life. I use the word balanced before successful. Balanced means ensuring your health, relationships, mental peace are all in good order. There is no point of getting a promotion on the day of your breakup. There is no fun in driving a car if your back hurts. Shopping is not enjoyable if your mind is full of tensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is one of those races in nursery school where you have to run with a marble in a spoon kept in your mouth. If the marble falls, there is no point coming first. Same is with life where health and relationships are the marble. Your striving is only worth it if there is harmony in your life. Else, you may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of being excited and alive, will start to die. ……………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about nurturing the spark - don't take life seriously. Life is not meant to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. We are like a pre-paid card with limited validity. If we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500 weekends. Do we really need to get so worked up? …………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok, bunk a few classes, scoring low in couple of papers, goof up a few interviews, take leave from work, fall in love, little fights with your spouse. We are people, not programmed devices........." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't be serious, be sincere."&lt;/b&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is my new year message to everyone...and that's how life should be taken!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-3315591203433407274?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/3315591203433407274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=3315591203433407274&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3315591203433407274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3315591203433407274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2010/01/high-on-life.html' title='High on life...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-214243337578677481</id><published>2009-12-24T23:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:24:25.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow ur passion....</title><content type='html'>Just came back after watching the best movie of the year "3 Idiots" that makes complete-complete sense to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered that whenever I took lectures for MBBS students, I always used to make point to them on the last day of lecture that if you want to stay happy than if can't change your profession, please continue to "Follow your passion" atleast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what they have shown in the movie..I know so many doctors in various branches who don't like to do night duties/hate to see patients...than I'm sorry to say but that's the ugly truth that you are not suppose to become one than..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who gets a kick or high while seeing patients or applying his knowledge to make them feel better is the one who will enjoy his medical profession throughout his life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I'm no different as I don't like to study anymore..I would love to establish myself as the lead singer of my rock band and setting my own company altogether to a classy level..and that's why when it comes to performing somewhere or working for my business clients, I can practice/jam and work all night long respectively for both happily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have chosen the path that I want to follow and feel lucky to do that..and suggest people to do that always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-214243337578677481?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/214243337578677481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=214243337578677481&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/214243337578677481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/214243337578677481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/12/follow-ur-passion.html' title='Follow ur passion....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7001511544541775385</id><published>2009-12-18T22:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:33:13.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I was there 4 Kasab's trial...</title><content type='html'>If I was there 4 Kasab's trial than I wud hv kild him in front of media camera and 610 eye witneses and said that it wasn't me, I jst came 2 visit court 4 fun, there was some firing inside whch unfortunatly killd hm. All I kno is that I'm an Indian and being framd. I nevr rathr saw AK-47 till date aur "Mujhe maa yaad ati hai";)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7001511544541775385?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/7001511544541775385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=7001511544541775385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7001511544541775385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7001511544541775385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-was-there-4-kasabs-trial.html' title='If I was there 4 Kasab&apos;s trial...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4457595640295189442</id><published>2009-12-13T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T05:55:51.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you like my profession???</title><content type='html'>I'm doctor but I don't like to be one...and that's why I have decided to get into pharmaceutical industry/business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precipitating factor for this blog:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was one of the "invigilators" for DNB exam and trust me I was the youngest among all the seated "candidates" there...their age varied from 25-60 years (58yrs one sitting right in front of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 Reasons as to why you should get into this profession:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your mom and dad are doctors and they already gave you a hospital set up to practice...go for it!&lt;br /&gt;2. If you truly believe in serving the community and people in real sense (that demands a real selfless god in you)....go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;or else....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you like to screw up your youth...go for it!&lt;br /&gt;4. If you like to screw up your sleep/nights...go for it!&lt;br /&gt;5. If you like to get marry when all your friends have school going kids...go for it!&lt;br /&gt;6. If you don't have high expectations from your partner (probably a doctor)...go for it!&lt;br /&gt;7. If you like to study till you die....go for it!&lt;br /&gt;8. If you want to earn at age when you already have 2 kids...go for it!&lt;br /&gt;9. If you want to get screwed up by your own kids (who will probably live life king size on your hard earned money)....go for it!&lt;br /&gt;10. If you can survive only on respect sometimes...go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the genuine one..if you are ready to leave this country to make some real good bucks at the age every human being deserves to...go for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to any of the above 10 categories there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4457595640295189442?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4457595640295189442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4457595640295189442&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4457595640295189442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4457595640295189442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-like-my-profession.html' title='Do you like my profession???'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8034763492163551357</id><published>2009-12-11T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:25:55.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many states are there in India papa???</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2100&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Son:&lt;/b&gt; "Papa! How many states are there in India??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Father (Thinking):&lt;/b&gt; "Beta...so far I remember, when I was of your age I read it in my GK book that there were 45 states in India. By the time I got married, the number increased to 50. Thereafter I myself lost to keep the track....because the time when you were born India was anyway divided into 3 different countries.Why don't you check out on internet my son? The government of India has launched  a dynamic website named www.unifiedindia.com which gives the latest updates on the ever changing geography of India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Son: &lt;/b&gt; "Thank you so much papa.But I have one more question..why the name of the website is unifiedindia.com??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Father (Thinking again):&lt;/b&gt; "...because son, this way our very own government wants to convey old message to our countrymen that India still believes in unity in diversity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Son: &lt;/b&gt; "mmmm...ok" (Thinking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Father (Thinking....)...&lt;/b&gt;Thank god he did not ask me about union territories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8034763492163551357?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8034763492163551357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8034763492163551357&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8034763492163551357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8034763492163551357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-many-states-are-there-in-india-papa.html' title='How many states are there in India papa???'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1365249972361099022</id><published>2009-12-06T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:12:03.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind faith imprisons your soul!</title><content type='html'>Was certainly impressed by one of the quotes cited in the most intelligent and practical religion in this world (Buddhism), that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I'm gonna lead my life for sure!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1365249972361099022?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1365249972361099022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1365249972361099022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1365249972361099022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1365249972361099022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/12/blind-faith-kills-practicality.html' title='blind faith imprisons your soul!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1665541417488394704</id><published>2009-12-01T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:48:11.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what women want????</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WOMEN:&lt;/b&gt; I define them as the most practical species on this planet earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MILLION DOLLAR QUESTION:&lt;/b&gt; What they want??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANSWER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really can't define what exactly they want because their priorities keep changing with the stage of their life, right from their teen to the time they get married...after all what they believe in is nothing but the "PRACTICAL" aspect at that phase of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought of dividing their life into 4 age groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Age 15-18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just wana have fun... but don't think that she is a nerd, she is practical enough to get best out of any opportunity coming her way....whatever happens to the world doesn't really matter to her so far shez getting whatever she wants..life can never be serious for her, no matter whoever gets serious about them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Age 18-22&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy who is crazy about her, takes care of her, spends money on her, takes her to places is all that she wants...love is ofcourse not on the cards and she is serisouly not interested from where the guy is getting money from...after all that's what "PRACTICALITY" means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Age 22-25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the age when she thinks of getting into a serious relationship: meaning a guy who is serious about her...that does not mean she doesn't love him. Ofcourse she does but the probability of falling in love with equal intensity with somebody else who is better than the previous one to the slightest is highly probable...after all that's what "PRACTICALITY" means.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Age &gt; 25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time when she breaks up with the guy who was serious about her. The reasons could be:&lt;br /&gt;a. No reason: just like that&lt;br /&gt;b. He is too possessive which suddenly starts disturbing her life for a  change&lt;br /&gt;c. The money and security is what all she dreams of and poor guy is not settled still; guess he spent too much time on her shopping/travel that he forgot his own priorities&lt;br /&gt;d. She is desperate to get married with a well settled man as early as possible...&lt;br /&gt;after all that's what "PRACTICALITY" means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In all the stages mentioned above kindly note that the physical presence of their partner is indispensable. Long distance relationships simply don't work with them in any case.&lt;br /&gt;2. Why I did not mention anything about their professional front, because they never orient themselves that way for their future life...the number of degrees which they earn/add onto their name is only to get "good &lt; better &lt; best" settled man in their life..that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what they want..and that's my viewpoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure guys would like this post, girls who are "PRACTICAL" enough would surely agree kindheartedly and the exceptions are requested to ignore it please...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1665541417488394704?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1665541417488394704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1665541417488394704&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1665541417488394704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1665541417488394704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-women-want.html' title='what women want????'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2761829683331941854</id><published>2009-11-27T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:32:50.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3R's of a relationship...</title><content type='html'>I'm neither married and nor I'm into any serious relationship at present...but just attended a friend's wedding today and the wedding toast was raised by none other than the icon of Goa Medical College and Goa as well....Dr. Oscar Rebello..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While raising the toast, he mentioned about 3R's that are must for any happy married life. I strongly perceived it to be must for any relationship between a boy and girl for that matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "R"espect&lt;br /&gt;2. "R"econciliation&lt;br /&gt;3. "R"omance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much convinced by his views...my regards to all those couples our there who are following this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2761829683331941854?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2761829683331941854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2761829683331941854&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2761829683331941854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2761829683331941854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/11/3rs-of-relationship.html' title='The 3R&apos;s of a relationship...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-5846099461618872733</id><published>2009-11-26T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:31:31.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend suggestion of your "X"</title><content type='html'>well we all know about the spontaneously generated friend suggestions that keep popping up on our facebook and orkut accounts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anytime did you experience getting a friend suggestion of your "X" with whom you had a serious thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its kinda weird, but your "reaction time" to this particular situation will be certainly inversely proportional to the "age" of your break up...you will think about sending request or not for a longer time if its a fresh case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what happened to me yesterday and my reaction was..."ofcourse you are not sending her friend request coz you broke up with her and you still consider her b@#ch..!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I ignored the suggestion there itself, but than I asked myself this question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"whats the harm in being friends with your "X"??"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that reminded me of the FB update done by one of my friend that I read sometime ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If you are still your "X"s friend, than either you never loved her, or you still love her"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to either of this category...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-5846099461618872733?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/5846099461618872733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=5846099461618872733&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5846099461618872733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5846099461618872733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/11/friend-suggestion-of-your-x.html' title='Friend suggestion of your &quot;X&quot;'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7216216091753397260</id><published>2009-11-20T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:15:25.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to identify different citizens of India...</title><content type='html'>Received this in an e mail, liked it so thought of putting on my blog;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes along, sees them and walks on.&lt;br /&gt;That's MUMBAI&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting. Both of them take time out and call their friends on&lt;br /&gt;their mobiles. Now 50 guys are fighting.&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely in PUNJAB !!!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes along and tries to make peace.&lt;br /&gt;The first two get together and beat him up.&lt;br /&gt;That's DELHI&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting. A crowd gathers to watch.&lt;br /&gt;A guy comes along and quietly opens a Chai-stall.&lt;br /&gt;That's AHMEDABAD&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes.&lt;br /&gt;He writes a software program to stop the fight.&lt;br /&gt;But the fight doesn't stop because of a virus in the program.&lt;br /&gt;That's BANGALORE&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting. A crowd gathers to watch.&lt;br /&gt;A guy comes along and quietly says that "AMMA" doesn't like all this nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;Peace settles in...&lt;br /&gt;That's CHENNAI&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes along, then a fourth&lt;br /&gt;and they start arguing about who's right.&lt;br /&gt;You are in KOLKATA&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting. Third guy comes from nearby house and says,&lt;br /&gt;"don't fight in front of my place, go sum where else and keep fighting".&lt;br /&gt;That's KERALA !&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And the best one is ....&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys are fighting. Third guy comes along with a carton of beer.&lt;br /&gt;All sit together drinking beer and abusing each other and all go home as friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are in GOA !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7216216091753397260?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/7216216091753397260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=7216216091753397260&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7216216091753397260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7216216091753397260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-to-identify-different-citizens-of.html' title='How to identify different citizens of India...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4775429484296771384</id><published>2009-11-16T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:27:30.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two most biggest species of illiterates on this planet earth..</title><content type='html'>1. Jihadis&lt;br /&gt;2. People who support Thakrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4775429484296771384?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4775429484296771384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4775429484296771384&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4775429484296771384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4775429484296771384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-most-biggest-species-of-illiterates.html' title='Two most biggest species of illiterates on this planet earth..'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8885295943775515938</id><published>2009-11-11T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:29:47.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadakchaap...</title><content type='html'>This is the most precise word which I would like to dedicate to all those youngsters who take part in the so called reality show on MTV i.e. &lt;b&gt;"Roadies"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was surprised to listen from my friend that these bunch of idiots were made to collect human shit with bare hands (both guys and girls); which they did with utmost attitude!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can somebody can get down to such a pathetic level yaar?? And above all in interviews these youngsters say with pride that they dream to be a  roadie???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking insane people...don't they have any other thing to do in life than trying their best to be a "Sadakchaap" ch@#ya???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadd hai...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8885295943775515938?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8885295943775515938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8885295943775515938&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8885295943775515938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8885295943775515938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/11/sadakchaap.html' title='Sadakchaap...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4259579338159463230</id><published>2009-11-08T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T05:53:52.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are never late...</title><content type='html'>The only scene from the movie "Wake up sid" where I got goose bumps was when he sees his mom trying to learn english, in spite of constant taunts made by her own kid to her on that particular issue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly shows that if you have enthusiasm and desire to do something in life, no matter what's your age or what stage of life you are going through...you are never late!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4259579338159463230?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4259579338159463230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4259579338159463230&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4259579338159463230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4259579338159463230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-are-never-late.html' title='You are never late...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-285804792719269121</id><published>2009-11-02T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:11:56.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Haqq se mango" damn it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Su_Wz1kAdGI/AAAAAAAADE0/PyL0CxAcGEY/s1600-h/DSC06566.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Su_Wz1kAdGI/AAAAAAAADE0/PyL0CxAcGEY/s160/DSC06566.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GPSC-selected candidates for posts of teachers and education officers, who were on a fast for the last eights days demanding their appointment, ended their agitation on friday following assurance from the CM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India-the land of corruption and unmetful basic desires, jaha pe bina strike ke kuch nahi milta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When one goes on strike here??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When common men don't receive things what they deserve, when their is disparity and when they are not being treated humanely...are they asking for lots??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people on hunger strike in the above strike in Goa were hospitalized and could have thrown a paralytic attack according to the news report..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we deserve as Indians??&lt;br /&gt;Can't our government do this much justice??&lt;br /&gt;Do we have to fight every time to earn our basic livelihood of "roti, kapda aur makaan"??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest part is once the demands are fulfilled after doing so much, we as stupid people raise slogans of "Jai Ho" for the same government...is this justified?? What these people think that ministers think about them?? or they understand their needs??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BALLS" to them...they just do it as vote bank politics works in this part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are only asking for something that we deserve..and if they don't give than bloody kick some ass, get it done and screw them again in elections.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-285804792719269121?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/285804792719269121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=285804792719269121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/285804792719269121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/285804792719269121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/11/haqq-se-mango-damn-it.html' title='&quot;Haqq se mango&quot; damn it!!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Su_Wz1kAdGI/AAAAAAAADE0/PyL0CxAcGEY/s72-c/DSC06566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4885031108511716539</id><published>2009-10-29T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:02:29.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why common wealth games can't be organized in bombay...oops mumbai??</title><content type='html'>Long back in India 4 major metropolitan's names got changed. We know it all..."bade bade desho me aisi choti choti baten hoti rehti hai."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's next:&lt;/b&gt; the country with the so called unity in diversity started becoming intolerant to hindi speaking people in mumbai, north Indians are still being beaten up by raj thakrey's people (not a different situation as Indian students getting beaten up by aussies there), films with sensitive issues started getting raped in mumbai theatres (latest one was wake up sid with just one word difference mentioning mumbai as bombay), bachan sahab always coming under related controversies....and today only i was surprised to read about a new rule of "Marathi only rule for Mumbai signboards"...OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now the question is why commonwealth can't take place in mumbai???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about autoriksha wala's and other drivers (to be inculcated for commonwealth in Delhi) are being taught english so as to communicate with the people participating in the event...really a nice step take by government for both parties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you must have guessed it by now....If the same thing would have suggested to Mumbai, I'm sure rather than making riksha wala's to learn English, thakrey's people would have made a criteria of "only marathi speaking sportsman" mandatory to take part in these games:)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALLS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4885031108511716539?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4885031108511716539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4885031108511716539&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4885031108511716539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4885031108511716539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-common-wealth-games-cant-be.html' title='Why common wealth games can&apos;t be organized in bombay...oops mumbai??'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-5349059627065599685</id><published>2009-10-24T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T09:44:34.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last 45 minutes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SuMRhaLeKTI/AAAAAAAADEk/eTQ0qmGcSVA/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SuMRhaLeKTI/AAAAAAAADEk/eTQ0qmGcSVA/s160/DSC_0013.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How one feels walking with only one shoe over feet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the feeling is weird, something vacant, somewhere empty...something missing..kind of uncomfortable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I'm feeling in the last 45 minutes on my way back from airport, where my dearest friend, my true pal Gaurav left Goa permanently for good....for better future..for better life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to be written..but ma mind is just blocked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that there will be a day when we will meet him again, will perform as a band again and the coming time will be worth waiting for that moment again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you brother..."Raahh..." misses you...we all here will miss your presence:(&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; 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text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1861646881834819145?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1861646881834819145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1861646881834819145&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1861646881834819145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1861646881834819145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/stages-of-life.html' title='Stages of life...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SuFfDeKN52I/AAAAAAAADEc/RIyTcih_gQQ/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6549558713910087759</id><published>2009-10-16T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:20:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News about Pakistan...</title><content type='html'>I think the newspapers in India should start publishing news about Pakistan only when there is &lt;b&gt;"No suicide bomber attack"&lt;/b&gt; on some particular day..it might save an extra column there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6549558713910087759?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6549558713910087759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6549558713910087759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6549558713910087759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6549558713910087759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/news-about-pakistan.html' title='News about Pakistan...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6060487046775364394</id><published>2009-10-14T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:12:07.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think big and kick ass...</title><content type='html'>Life is a battle, where one should win at 2 fronts...professional and personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional life is ofcourse in your hands...more you toil...more you become successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about personal front??&lt;br /&gt;Is it in your hands??&lt;br /&gt;Do you have control over it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you go by "The secret", ofcourse you have it..&lt;br /&gt;But if you just go by "yourself", as majority does,...there is always a chance of breaking down, losing hope...feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No compromise theory" &lt;/b&gt;which I believe in puts the task more in trouble, but if one comes out as a winner in the end, life is at its best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's you who needs to decide how much you expect out of your life...&lt;br /&gt;I can not settle below 100% for sure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its time to &lt;b&gt;think big and kick some ass &lt;/b&gt;till one emerges as a winner at all levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6060487046775364394?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6060487046775364394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6060487046775364394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6060487046775364394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6060487046775364394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/think-big-and-kick-ass.html' title='Think big and kick ass...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-749270601999684433</id><published>2009-10-12T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:19:20.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaash....</title><content type='html'>I used to be hell scared of height and water. Though I did manage to learn swimming off late, but never got a chance in real world to show up....but the recent Rishikesh trip was simply excellento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amost 40 km of white water rafting in 48 hours, breath taking rapids and cliff jumping moment in the end, I can say it proudly now that I finally tried overcoming my fears once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that if I would not have done it all, I would have been telling myself ki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Kaash maine wo kar liya hota"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This statement can drive you insane...and try not to give life a chance to make this happen to you...If you want to do something, just do it..want to get something, just be a go-getter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day this word "KAASH" has no place in your life, I'm sure you will definitely be a more satisfied person than ever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-749270601999684433?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/749270601999684433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=749270601999684433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/749270601999684433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/749270601999684433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/kaash.html' title='Kaash....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6573037073800074437</id><published>2009-10-08T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:54:18.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if they all are Indians??</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The news&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian born Venkatraman Ramakrishnan has been awarded the 2009 Nobel Prize in Chemistry, along with Thomas A. Steitz and Ada Yonath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My opinion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a legend from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he has to do with our country??? our home land or say India??? Did he stay in here and won the prize?? Did our government give him the set up to make his accomplishment from his very own country??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left India some 40 years back and now since he has won Nobel prize now, the news that comes next is: &lt;b&gt;" President, Sonia congratulates Venkataraman"&lt;/b&gt;, than comes next one &lt;b&gt;"Manmohan congratulates the scientist"&lt;/b&gt; and then lasty we hear about &lt;b&gt;" Indian scientists hail Ramakrishnan"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if Bindra won the first olympic gold for India??? He was millionaire enough to buy/own the set up that he wanted to use for improving his skills....did our government did something in this context???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the examples of internationally acclaimed people like Salman Rushdie, V.S Naipaul and sixth sense guy M. Night Shyamalan. The list is endless...if they do something staying "not in India" we listen the whole country singing for them on their &lt;b&gt;"India origin"&lt;/b&gt; basis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all of them are fortunate enough to do what they can do specially in a country like India where 100s of Venkatramans and Bindras are struggling and dying daily, when they are capable enough to win many such Nobel prizes or Olympic golds for that matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we have that level of expertise in India for that matter which could win awards like this by staying in our very own motherland...????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic attitude and corruption in the Indian system of politics/government and is all that comes to my mind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6573037073800074437?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7573306500307279139</id><published>2009-10-07T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:45:59.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self respect...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;No matter whether you are....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rich or poor,&lt;br /&gt;an employee or an owner,&lt;br /&gt;an actor or a spot boy,&lt;br /&gt;teacher or a student,&lt;br /&gt;parent or a child,&lt;br /&gt;man or a woman,&lt;br /&gt;smart or dumbo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have it...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your life will be beautiful and death peaceful!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7573306500307279139?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8072962630754283662</id><published>2009-10-05T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:54:07.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gandhigiri doesn't work always...</title><content type='html'>Was tired of seeing everyday news of Indians being bashed up by australian bullys since last 4-5 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read in the newspapers today that those buggers got the taste of their own medicine  by couple of Indians this time for a good change...and I seriously loved it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandhigiri is not the every time solution one should opt for...fighting back is indispensable at  times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8072962630754283662?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8072962630754283662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8072962630754283662&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8072962630754283662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8072962630754283662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/gandhigiri-doesnt-work-always.html' title='Gandhigiri doesn&apos;t work always...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-122109627509110887</id><published>2009-10-04T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:18:29.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation gap....</title><content type='html'>Parents are not always right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time they are suppose to be blamed for the present Gen-gap as they are less flexible and less receptive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when I'm talking about flexibility, I'm not taking anything into consideration which is completely out of way done by youth...that's wrong anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-122109627509110887?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/122109627509110887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=122109627509110887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/122109627509110887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/122109627509110887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/generation-gap.html' title='Generation gap....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7930785242216467985</id><published>2009-10-03T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:08:12.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't buy anything just because you are getting it cheap...</title><content type='html'>I'm the one who is just too bad in bargaining...the other day when I got an unintentional opportunity to get a Rayban glasses worth Rs. 5000/- in just 300/- bucks, I got kind of carried away by that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the guy was desperately trying to sell it by going individually to people at roadside. He told me that it is from black market and original. He actually showed it to be scratch proof by rubbing my bike keys over it...that was impressive.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I did tell myself that dude you don't need this, but just a thought of getting so cheap made me to go for it….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the stuff wasn't original once I got it to my room and secondly it just kept lying there since ages till one of my friend sat over it by mistake for good;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suggestion to everyone and myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't buy stuff just because you are getting it cheap, buy only when you need the most...it could be branded or local, doesn't matter than...":)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7930785242216467985?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/7930785242216467985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=7930785242216467985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7930785242216467985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7930785242216467985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-buy-anything-just-because-you-are.html' title='Don&apos;t buy anything just because you are getting it cheap...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6960266368061838532</id><published>2009-10-02T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:10:04.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye dilli hai meri jaan...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsWnSuwiVRI/AAAAAAAADAc/I-xDhxO26KM/s1600-h/2001-DELHI-AGRA.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsWnSuwiVRI/AAAAAAAADAc/I-xDhxO26KM/s320/2001-DELHI-AGRA.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"Abe..."&lt;br /&gt;"Oye..."&lt;br /&gt;"Teri to..."&lt;br /&gt;"Hanji..."&lt;br /&gt;"Acha jee..."&lt;br /&gt;"Yaar..."&lt;br /&gt;"Lio..."&lt;br /&gt;"Dio.."&lt;br /&gt;"Hadd hai..."&lt;br /&gt;"Galt hai..."&lt;br /&gt;"Chal hatt..."&lt;br /&gt;"Jhand ho gayi..."&lt;br /&gt;"Ghanta..."&lt;br /&gt;"Bakchodi..."&lt;br /&gt;"B*&amp;^dk..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of dilli;)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6960266368061838532?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6960266368061838532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6960266368061838532&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6960266368061838532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6960266368061838532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/10/ye-dilli-hai-meri-jaan_8818.html' title='Ye dilli hai meri jaan...!!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsWnSuwiVRI/AAAAAAAADAc/I-xDhxO26KM/s72-c/2001-DELHI-AGRA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6350064095098380654</id><published>2009-09-30T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:56:30.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love for self...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsRSOlOOwTI/AAAAAAAAC_U/0NT3AdSJgL8/s1600-h/contortionist.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsRSOlOOwTI/AAAAAAAAC_U/0NT3AdSJgL8/s160/contortionist.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I love myself to core...atleast I'm not hurting anybody else..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance"&lt;br /&gt;- Oscar Wilde&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6350064095098380654?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6350064095098380654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6350064095098380654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6350064095098380654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6350064095098380654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-for-self_6568.html' title='Love for self...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsRSOlOOwTI/AAAAAAAAC_U/0NT3AdSJgL8/s72-c/contortionist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-3296382905407226707</id><published>2009-09-29T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:46:59.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The green embarrassment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsJJpTWCXGI/AAAAAAAAC-k/k638EOg7dCg/s1600-h/39399013v5_350x350_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsJJpTWCXGI/AAAAAAAAC-k/k638EOg7dCg/s200/39399013v5_350x350_Front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386949078204701794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have you ever been stopped by few "Men in Green" right in front of your ATM machine, when you have freshly withdrawn money from your meagre and unfortunate savings account..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people work as volunteers for some NGO called as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Green peace"&lt;/span&gt; who is constantly striving hard for the cause of global warming...they will show you some nice scientifically designed handbook regarding their internationally acclaimed work towards the betterment of the world...and once you get convinced they will quickly give you the form of support for their work and to your utter surprise request you to kindly donate minimum 200 bucks for the same;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you as an overly educated man who understood each and every bit of whatever they explained, will shell out money to save yourself from a intelligently created embarrassing situation right in the middle of few other like you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened to me and guess what I told them..&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I had just gone to check my balance, and its not good enough to fulfill your request...but yeah I will make sure that I switch off my bulb/television set/laptop before I hit the bed, as they contribute to global warming;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now since I read about the latest theories being put up related to global warming stating its false over hyped picture(In fact, temperature rose by only 1 F between 1907 and 2007, a rate of just 0.01 F per year.), I'm sure that I have better answer for the next time;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-3296382905407226707?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/3296382905407226707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=3296382905407226707&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3296382905407226707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3296382905407226707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/green-embarrassment.html' title='The green embarrassment...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsJJpTWCXGI/AAAAAAAAC-k/k638EOg7dCg/s72-c/39399013v5_350x350_Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2443103529000974925</id><published>2009-09-27T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:28:08.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From "Me" wishing to "E" wishing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsBUgvkBMMI/AAAAAAAAC-c/5y0THEZRXNo/s1600-h/internet-speed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsBUgvkBMMI/AAAAAAAAC-c/5y0THEZRXNo/s200/internet-speed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386398075835199682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are those days when we used to wish our friends/relatives on the eve of various festivals by sending them &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Wishing cards" via post&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With initial internet technology atleast we used to manage sending &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E-cards&lt;/span&gt; to our dear ones via e-mails....but a decade ago with cell phone thingy coming up, not much time we took to wish by calling and then restricting ourselves to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SMSing &lt;/span&gt;only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things got more interesting recently when social networking sites hit the internet world ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started sending &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;messages/scrap&lt;/span&gt; to individual friends and than subsequently to all people in our friend list by "Scrap to all or messaging all together" in one go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the story doesn't end here..now we are so busy with our lives that these days we only &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;update our status&lt;/span&gt; to wish only those who by chance logs within that particular timing:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most "Mean" way of wishing has been described by me here, those who are interested in reading my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; can take this wish: "Happy dussera to you";)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what future has kept in stores for us..might be some &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;telepathy&lt;/span&gt; stuff waiting ahead:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2443103529000974925?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2443103529000974925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2443103529000974925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2443103529000974925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2443103529000974925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-me-wishing-to-e-wishing.html' title='From &quot;Me&quot; wishing to &quot;E&quot; wishing...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SsBUgvkBMMI/AAAAAAAAC-c/5y0THEZRXNo/s72-c/internet-speed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2869951797801213135</id><published>2009-09-27T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T09:36:45.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betaabi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sr-UFYV14oI/AAAAAAAAC-U/oMeIUzidSII/s1600-h/clos_eyes_and_see_the_sky_by_Shell_Of_Dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sr-UFYV14oI/AAAAAAAAC-U/oMeIUzidSII/s200/clos_eyes_and_see_the_sky_by_Shell_Of_Dream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386186499512722050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;aankhon me jiske, koi to khwab hai...&lt;br /&gt;khush hai wahi jo, thoda betaab hai...&lt;br /&gt;zindagi me koi aarzoo kijiye, &lt;br /&gt;phir dekhiye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a constant hunger/desire/driving force is what keeps you going to live life sky high...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day you get satisfied with your life...you are a dead man!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2869951797801213135?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2869951797801213135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2869951797801213135&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2869951797801213135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2869951797801213135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/betaabi.html' title='Betaabi...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sr-UFYV14oI/AAAAAAAAC-U/oMeIUzidSII/s72-c/clos_eyes_and_see_the_sky_by_Shell_Of_Dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7694921212256539232</id><published>2009-09-25T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T08:22:29.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compromise or love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Srzf8W-Ez9I/AAAAAAAAC-M/w8gUtdSDUSo/s1600-h/couples-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Srzf8W-Ez9I/AAAAAAAAC-M/w8gUtdSDUSo/s200/couples-main_Full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385425482479357906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of listening to people: singles/couples; married/committed who keep saying every now and then, again and then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Its very important to compromise in love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude either you "Love" or you "Compromise"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love the person truly, no matter what...every compromise will itself become a part of love and you won't even think of saying it as compromise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and if you think that you are compromising in love...than I doubt whether you really love the person or not!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7694921212256539232?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/7694921212256539232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=7694921212256539232&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7694921212256539232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7694921212256539232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/compromise-or-love.html' title='Compromise or love...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Srzf8W-Ez9I/AAAAAAAAC-M/w8gUtdSDUSo/s72-c/couples-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1025177414940842281</id><published>2009-09-24T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:41:34.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I never understood....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SruFCzORfDI/AAAAAAAAC-E/vuYv0GiOQ-g/s1600-h/ManThinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SruFCzORfDI/AAAAAAAAC-E/vuYv0GiOQ-g/s200/ManThinking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385044062607866930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The person who helped me out to see the world where I live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss her anymore....I never understood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The person who gave me the first gift ever on my B'day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss him anymore....I never understood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The person with whom I spent sleepless nights while studying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss him anymore....I never understood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The people with whom I shared my lunch, even when it used to be "not that suffice"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss them anymore....I never understood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The person whom I truly loved once upon a time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss her anymore....I never understood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The person whom I have never seen yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The professional high, that I have not experienced yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That "One stage performance" that I have not done yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss it the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I become so cold???&lt;br /&gt;or I have become so heartless???&lt;br /&gt;Or I have become so mechanical???&lt;br /&gt;or have my priorities changed so much????&lt;br /&gt;or is this the way life goes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I NEVER UNDERSTOOD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1025177414940842281?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1025177414940842281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1025177414940842281&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1025177414940842281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1025177414940842281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-never-understood.html' title='I never understood....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SruFCzORfDI/AAAAAAAAC-E/vuYv0GiOQ-g/s72-c/ManThinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6981615732196013693</id><published>2009-09-23T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:41:15.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Srp4uJWjufI/AAAAAAAAC90/NJkAnwL1fYQ/s1600-h/happy-man-in-suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Srp4uJWjufI/AAAAAAAAC90/NJkAnwL1fYQ/s200/happy-man-in-suit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384749038654700018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I WISH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life could be as beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;as easy to compromise with...&lt;br /&gt;as simple...&lt;br /&gt;as perfect..&lt;br /&gt;and as awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when....&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I'M NOT HIGH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6981615732196013693?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6981615732196013693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6981615732196013693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6981615732196013693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6981615732196013693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wish.html' title='I wish....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Srp4uJWjufI/AAAAAAAAC90/NJkAnwL1fYQ/s72-c/happy-man-in-suit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-5697270058112444557</id><published>2009-09-19T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:36:32.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Limitations....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SrW_N5fVqTI/AAAAAAAAC9s/HGg7XSRdEQ0/s1600-h/achieve2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SrW_N5fVqTI/AAAAAAAAC9s/HGg7XSRdEQ0/s200/achieve2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383419175082764594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How many of you are scared of your limitations??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be right from giving a speech/presentation at a public place, performing at an event, asking a question at a conference/meeting or avoiding places where you had spent some memorable moments with your X:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me guys: the day you will start doing things against all odds and your limitations, that will be the day when you will experience your strongest being and boundless energy that you harbour inside yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Life's only limitations are those you set upon yourself, for as long as you strive hard enough anything is achievable.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chad Williams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-5697270058112444557?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/5697270058112444557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=5697270058112444557&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5697270058112444557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5697270058112444557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/limitations.html' title='Limitations....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SrW_N5fVqTI/AAAAAAAAC9s/HGg7XSRdEQ0/s72-c/achieve2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-3803138943990532314</id><published>2009-09-17T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:58:56.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zindagi bhi kya mazzak hai....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SrJd6pnDL4I/AAAAAAAAC80/c2aNpcx25V4/s1600-h/20090917_213204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SrJd6pnDL4I/AAAAAAAAC80/c2aNpcx25V4/s200/20090917_213204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382467766844600194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Kabhi sochta hu, zindagi bhi kya mazzak hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tum mile, jane kaisa ittifaq hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahe tose naina ladayi re, uljhe mere din raat hai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lines from one of the songs of going to be released movie are just so awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of a man singing these lines in two different situations. On one side when he has unexpectedly smitten/fallen in love with somebody madly (which he never believed that it might happen to him someday) and on the other side when he has been heart broken badly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how beautifully the same lyrics can have a contrasting difference in the meaning depending upon the situations...formerly when he says it in "happy sarcasm" and later in "sorrow of loosing that someone"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-3803138943990532314?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/3803138943990532314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=3803138943990532314&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3803138943990532314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3803138943990532314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/zindagi-bhi-kya-mazzak-hai.html' title='Zindagi bhi kya mazzak hai....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SrJd6pnDL4I/AAAAAAAAC80/c2aNpcx25V4/s72-c/20090917_213204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1178679336088395646</id><published>2009-09-12T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:55:16.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GenX virtual lovers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqyJB-PyIqI/AAAAAAAAC8M/lFERk-0vLWw/s1600-h/91161-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqyJB-PyIqI/AAAAAAAAC8M/lFERk-0vLWw/s200/91161-main_Full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380826321782973090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way people are getting more engaged into the world of social networking sites....I have started noticing that guys are more comfortable talking and understanding each other from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"internet distance"&lt;/span&gt; away rather than meeting/dating each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess unless you meet/look into eyes/watch out for that comfortable level with each other...you are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"a far far distance"&lt;/span&gt; away from understanding each other...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1178679336088395646?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1178679336088395646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1178679336088395646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1178679336088395646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1178679336088395646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/genx-virtual-lovers.html' title='GenX virtual lovers...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqyJB-PyIqI/AAAAAAAAC8M/lFERk-0vLWw/s72-c/91161-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6871267270485239000</id><published>2009-09-10T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:55:46.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paagalpan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqkhcGJVfpI/AAAAAAAAC8E/zav1ZEKeScg/s1600-h/ManMountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqkhcGJVfpI/AAAAAAAAC8E/zav1ZEKeScg/s200/ManMountain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379867996440592018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many of you have seen this hard hitting movie "Summer 2007"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this clip in the movie where few friends get themselves into the most impossible situation of helping out the villagers in their cause of relieving their debts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no way out when their mentor gives them the solution under those crucial circumstances, the first sentence uttered by all of them was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Ye hum kaise kar sakte hai???ye to saraasar paagalpan hai...???"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replies instantaneously &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Paagalpan ki hi to zarurat hai!!"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and that's where they follow him and do the unimaginale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me guys, "Paagalpan" or "Madness" is all that is required to make every thing which is impossible...possible in your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We want a few mad people now. See where the sane ones have landed us!&lt;br /&gt;-George Bernard Shaw &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6871267270485239000?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6871267270485239000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6871267270485239000&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6871267270485239000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6871267270485239000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/paagalpan.html' title='Paagalpan...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqkhcGJVfpI/AAAAAAAAC8E/zav1ZEKeScg/s72-c/ManMountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-7963236001379289408</id><published>2009-09-08T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:11:54.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook mania....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sqc6N2x3vMI/AAAAAAAAC70/iic1gTv7vXE/s1600-h/facebookpoked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sqc6N2x3vMI/AAAAAAAAC70/iic1gTv7vXE/s200/facebookpoked.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379332289634745538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook can take its toll on everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read in the newspapers today that 2 girls, who got stuck in some pipeline, rather than calling police/friends/family updated their facebook status;)...finally few of their friends managed to rescue them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this guy who actually killed his GF as she changed her status from committed to single by mistake...ooohh....thats creepy i guess:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our gang as well tried to utilize mobile facebook technology recently, so that the status update by one fellow is received by over 7 guys simultaneously... the idea was to meet at our favorite "dhaba" joint;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's kinda crazy as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how far have you gone with this facebook mania???;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-7963236001379289408?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/7963236001379289408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=7963236001379289408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7963236001379289408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/7963236001379289408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/facebook-mania.html' title='Facebook mania....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sqc6N2x3vMI/AAAAAAAAC70/iic1gTv7vXE/s72-c/facebookpoked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8143531722671817153</id><published>2009-09-05T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T05:51:51.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqJYw0AqA1I/AAAAAAAAC7s/EBiYmUQkC6A/s1600-h/got-patience-680x510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqJYw0AqA1I/AAAAAAAAC7s/EBiYmUQkC6A/s200/got-patience-680x510.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377958500652155730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is for all those who are impatient,restless, over enthusiastic and at times a bit more demanding like me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I always used to tell people that I'm patient enough to wait for the best things happening to my life but I always forgot the key to be really one before a close friend of mine sent this SMS couple of days back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said..&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"The art of PATIENCE is not much about how long one can wait, but it is about how one behaves while waiting...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I was never patient enough in my life till date...but now I'm trying to be one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“He that can have Patience, can have what he will”&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -Benjamin Franklin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8143531722671817153?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8143531722671817153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8143531722671817153&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8143531722671817153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8143531722671817153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/09/patience.html' title='Patience....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SqJYw0AqA1I/AAAAAAAAC7s/EBiYmUQkC6A/s72-c/got-patience-680x510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-3728597800885298367</id><published>2009-08-30T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T05:30:27.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not my fault...;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sppra8ecYwI/AAAAAAAAC7k/AUJauoCQv6o/s1600-h/fat_guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sppra8ecYwI/AAAAAAAAC7k/AUJauoCQv6o/s200/fat_guy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375727215874695938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am predisposed to obesity genetically,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my BMR is low,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my taste buds are spectacularly designed to relish the best food in this world,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If can take a ride to heaven every time I hog,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am bestowed with great friends who enjoy good food/drinks with me,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am adventurous enough to try out exotic dishes every time,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get good food in mess,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I stay close to "ratnagar's dhaba" which is open 7 days a week,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one of the coolest pub "Down the Road" just got opened down the road,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I don't get enough stipend to join a regular classy gym,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't have enough of time to go for swimming everyday,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't have accessibility to a clean jogger's park,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it rains anyway 5 months an year in Goa,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If playing sports is not my hobby,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If playing pool/carrom is my hobby,&lt;br /&gt;its not my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously care to look fit/fine and that's where I start getting disturbed and I'm at fault;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Moral:&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept your body the way it is or else you will keep on cribbing like me all day long:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-3728597800885298367?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/3728597800885298367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=3728597800885298367&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3728597800885298367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3728597800885298367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-not-my-fault.html' title='Its not my fault...;)'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sppra8ecYwI/AAAAAAAAC7k/AUJauoCQv6o/s72-c/fat_guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-8622190758264407404</id><published>2009-08-27T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:32:30.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mathematics and sex...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpaY3LEq4jI/AAAAAAAAC7c/lVzGYAEhHPc/s1600-h/245nabt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpaY3LEq4jI/AAAAAAAAC7c/lVzGYAEhHPc/s200/245nabt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374651278945870386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised, contented and more confident when read about one of the theories detailed/proved in this book that says that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the chance of you getting your "The perfect one" or "Your soulmate" increases by almost 77% after your first 12 affairs&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (not mandatory the physical ones;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm doing well on my count so far....what about you???;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-8622190758264407404?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/8622190758264407404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=8622190758264407404&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8622190758264407404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/8622190758264407404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/mathematics-and-sex.html' title='mathematics and sex...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpaY3LEq4jI/AAAAAAAAC7c/lVzGYAEhHPc/s72-c/245nabt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6124201454348516879</id><published>2009-08-25T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:23:50.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is all that is required...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpQPwYlVj_I/AAAAAAAAC7U/961F-zDq_xs/s1600-h/JANMASHTAMI_15_jpg_595g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpQPwYlVj_I/AAAAAAAAC7U/961F-zDq_xs/s200/JANMASHTAMI_15_jpg_595g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373937579267035122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Muslim woman carries her son, dressed as Lord Krishna, on the occassion of Janamashtami in Patna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The innocence of a child and affection of mother is all that is required to curb the biggest problem of this world...TERRORISM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just loved the pic, so thought of putting up on my blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6124201454348516879?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6124201454348516879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6124201454348516879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6124201454348516879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6124201454348516879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-all-that-is-required.html' title='This is all that is required...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpQPwYlVj_I/AAAAAAAAC7U/961F-zDq_xs/s72-c/JANMASHTAMI_15_jpg_595g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-9126572837936954333</id><published>2009-08-23T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T06:36:42.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just a matter of time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpD81W9f_0I/AAAAAAAAC60/81AJTHo27k0/s1600-h/wings-of-desire.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpD81W9f_0I/AAAAAAAAC60/81AJTHo27k0/s320/wings-of-desire.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human desires are unstoppable, uncontrollable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you wanted something badly for yourself...??&lt;br /&gt;Say any materialistic thing...&lt;br /&gt;How did you feel when you did not get in time??? or Did you feel better when you got it later???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though whatever you think of - you will get it one day...but guess if one doesn't get in time, that puppy love for it, that craze, those feelings...they just simply go waste and the same thing is not as worth as it would have been, when one gets the time he/she actualy wanted it straight from the heart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-9126572837936954333?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/9126572837936954333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=9126572837936954333&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/9126572837936954333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/9126572837936954333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-just-matter-of-time_728.html' title='Its just a matter of time...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SpD81W9f_0I/AAAAAAAAC60/81AJTHo27k0/s72-c/wings-of-desire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6489025651670576914</id><published>2009-08-19T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:48:30.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ragging an offense: not a good law to implement...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SozaZ8IKmfI/AAAAAAAAC6M/zDY_ptS5IaE/s1600-h/raging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SozaZ8IKmfI/AAAAAAAAC6M/zDY_ptS5IaE/s200/raging.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371908594718120434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the person who hates extremes of the things...whether it comes to religion, social life, politics or any other discussion for that matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current implementation of ragging of juniors being an offense is like rape where senior/male (in case of rape) only will be taken for granted and be liable for punishment unless proved otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that I was actually raggged till the end of my first year by my seniors. But later on, they only helped me out so much even to the extent that one of them used to get up at 2'O clock in the night to get something to eat for me during my exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship grew so well that even after leaving the college three years back, few of them are in good contact with me and we meet whenever possible as good friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now the relationship between seniors and juniors is getting so disharmonious that friendship to duur ki baat hai...they just don't want to look at each other properly...rather the whole respect issue is going down..that to be in a place where they have to spend 4-5 years of their life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I would definitely go against the harsh ragging as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But making it an offense completely???...I doubt it's a good idea at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6489025651670576914?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6489025651670576914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6489025651670576914&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6489025651670576914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6489025651670576914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/ragging-offense-not-good-concept-to.html' title='Ragging an offense: not a good law to implement...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SozaZ8IKmfI/AAAAAAAAC6M/zDY_ptS5IaE/s72-c/raging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4420538256861445368</id><published>2009-08-18T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:10:37.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine flu surveillance: a complete impractical way to waste human resources...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sop6EicEvzI/AAAAAAAAC6E/McPlpawERFQ/s1600-h/173425dd-f6bf-453a-89da-f97414999a4c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sop6EicEvzI/AAAAAAAAC6E/McPlpawERFQ/s200/173425dd-f6bf-453a-89da-f97414999a4c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371239723975360306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one week back I was about to get deployed at Goa airport for swine flu surveillance, but thanks to the steroids that I'm taking for my allergic rhinits problem, I got away form it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is what I have to say about this concept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To screen thousands of patients coming into any state, it is practically impossible for anybody/doctor to screen each of them at a personal level: no second thought about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Now among all the passengers, you tell me...who would like to tell the authorities in a place like air port in odd hours that he/she is having flu like symptoms, when they know that they can very well go and show up to the doctor/hospital once they got an entry into the desired city ...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.If any doctor/health care staff still tries to stop somebody forcefully, argument is always expected between two parties: the passenger might have some urgent work/meeting for that matter and he would not like to listen to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Even if the state governments have decided to screen, the first and the foremost thing is to give surveillance forms to the passengers to detect their symptoms (which anyway will not be filled correctly by them; reason I have mentioned above); &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Such forms have not come so far anyway in contrast to the international standards, where every passenger gets screened by special port staff and health workers. To make it worse, even the medical/paramedical staff working there have to fight to get safety masks (atleast in Goa so far)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these problems can happen at airport, nothing can be imagined about surveillance of buses, trains etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that in a country whee 1200, 800 and 1400 people are dying of diarrhea, TB and RTIs per day respectively, we are giving too much importance to swine flu with mortality of just 1%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact in Mexico they are allowing the spread of flu, to boost imunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just a media demon, nowhere as lethal as TB, malaria, dengue for that matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4420538256861445368?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4420538256861445368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4420538256861445368&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4420538256861445368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4420538256861445368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/swine-flu-surveillance-complete.html' title='Swine flu surveillance: a complete impractical way to waste human resources...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sop6EicEvzI/AAAAAAAAC6E/McPlpawERFQ/s72-c/173425dd-f6bf-453a-89da-f97414999a4c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2547595573741970404</id><published>2009-08-15T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:35:19.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is where India lies on 62nd independence day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SoeYl_bom-I/AAAAAAAAC58/rbnZ3BcJ2NY/s1600-h/wsci_02_img0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SoeYl_bom-I/AAAAAAAAC58/rbnZ3BcJ2NY/s200/wsci_02_img0201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370428859112528866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that India has developed enough in the last 62 years of independence, then I would like you to go through this news coming on 15th Aug, 2009 in TOI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"28 farmers committed suicide in the last 40 days of drought in India"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the previous reports states that, year 2004 saw well over 18,200 farm suicides across India. Almost two-thirds of these were in the Big Four or ‘Suicide SEZ’ States(Maharashtra, Andhra Pradesh, Karnataka and Madhya Pradesh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to say something else???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two most indispensable professions in India "Jawan for security" and "Kisaan for food" for our countrymen are in the most pathetic situation right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the slogan "Jai Jawan, Jai Kisaan" given by Lal Bahadur Shastri holds any meaning today??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still think that India is independent? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask any of the farmer in above situation and he will tell you how much independent he feels in his very own country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for god sake don't give me this shit that "Why don't you do something??? yaha likhne se kuch nahi hoga...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2547595573741970404?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2547595573741970404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2547595573741970404&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2547595573741970404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2547595573741970404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-where-india-lies-on-62nd.html' title='this is where India lies on 62nd independence day...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SoeYl_bom-I/AAAAAAAAC58/rbnZ3BcJ2NY/s72-c/wsci_02_img0201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-9055795917062344083</id><published>2009-08-15T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T13:08:53.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simplicity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SobzZvbGMKI/AAAAAAAAC50/hUhXTsDAxBc/s1600-h/456436-6-simplicity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SobzZvbGMKI/AAAAAAAAC50/hUhXTsDAxBc/s200/456436-6-simplicity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370247229238292642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people always say that things are not as simple as they seem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everything in life is simple if one is not confused of what exactly he/she wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusion (created by us only) is the root cause of all your and ofcourse my problems as well;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping things "simple" yet sophisticated might reduce these ongoing confusions in your mind and solve many problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“A perfection of means, and confusion of aims, seems to be our main problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-9055795917062344083?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/9055795917062344083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=9055795917062344083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/9055795917062344083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/9055795917062344083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/simplycity.html' title='simplicity...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SobzZvbGMKI/AAAAAAAAC50/hUhXTsDAxBc/s72-c/456436-6-simplicity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-3348739574468552504</id><published>2009-08-13T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:47:02.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma regarding swine flu treatment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SoQn3LRJ2_I/AAAAAAAAC5s/9TLHcvvBtF8/s1600-h/swine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SoQn3LRJ2_I/AAAAAAAAC5s/9TLHcvvBtF8/s200/swine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369460484603501554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows the pandemic that hit the indian continent few days back but there is a confusion going on regarding the exact treatment guidelines to be provided to the patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is just to make you aware of the recent changes happening in this regard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first question that comes to everybody's mind is that in case if I start getting flu like symptoms today, what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is the thing which you need to follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step number 1: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't panic. This is not that dreadly condition and the fatality rate is really very very low. The only issue is that it is highly contagious and extremes of age and other with severe co-morbid conditions are predisposed to it. But still: try to maintain cool. Though I myself don't know how much I will be able to maintain myself;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step number 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the nearest goverment hospital that is equipped well to take your throat swab sample, which will be sent for swine flu virus test. So far only 2 government centres (one in delhi and one in pune) have the facility to test the same. But since the cases are increasing by leaps and bounds, goverment has started few private centres as well. Time taken by them to give your report will be minimum 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step number 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment: well so far the main confusion is when, how much and for how many days tamiflu or oseltamivir should be started?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thinks that it should be given as soon as symptoms come, but then again the problem is the development of resistance of the virus against this antiviral drug. (Thats why it is being sold only through goverment agencies and no private players have got into it). Hence, Indian goverment has decided to hold the treatment till the report comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since the number of cases have been increasing very fast, this guideline has been modified in places like mumbai and pune presently and the practice is that as soon as the patient comes with symptoms of flu, send the swab, put him on tamiflu (75mg/day once daily for ten days) and tell him to get quarantined at home.(Since hundreds of patients can't be managed all together in hospital, just on the basis of mere suspicion; you know how much viral flu is common)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or else in other sutiations where the circumstances are not that bad...(say in a place like goa so far)....doctors will recommend you to wait till your report comes and will tell you to take precautionary measures at home i.e. keeping mask on (N95 ideally) along with your family members and other measures which I'm sure you all must be aware of through e mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step number 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the result comes positive?&lt;br /&gt;You are suppose to get back to the hospital, get quarantined there and finish the treatment(75mg/day twice daily for 5 days after you have already finished 2 day treatment of one daily dose). Also any complications too can be dealt with carefully if any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case your status comes negative, your prophylactic treatment of once daily dose should anyway be continued for 10 days to prevent spread of resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the post will help you out to clear some doubts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-3348739574468552504?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/3348739574468552504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=3348739574468552504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3348739574468552504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3348739574468552504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/dilemma-regarding-swine-flu-treatment.html' title='dilemma regarding swine flu treatment...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SoQn3LRJ2_I/AAAAAAAAC5s/9TLHcvvBtF8/s72-c/swine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2550514421487530572</id><published>2009-08-08T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:47:56.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wasting my blog space writing about these two idiots...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sn05KAklCFI/AAAAAAAAC5M/dbw1oS5OHbY/s1600-h/ambani_brothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sn05KAklCFI/AAAAAAAAC5M/dbw1oS5OHbY/s200/ambani_brothers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367509175010396242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think these 2 are world's most stupid real brothers i have ever known..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i serisouly never wanted to write about them (as it will waste my time, energy and blog space) and hope that our national newspapers comply with my suggestions as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me talking about AMBANI brothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't understand what the hell is the problem with them, what exactly they want from life when it looks like they have it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't understand ki paise ki itni bhi kya fight ho gayi zindagi me yaar???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are just behaving like...man no words for them!seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell them to give some respect to their father..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To AMBANI brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;live life king size guys..like apne mallaya sahab..&lt;br /&gt;kya bevkoofo ki tarah bakchodia karte rehte ho...grow up kids;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2550514421487530572?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2550514421487530572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2550514421487530572&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2550514421487530572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2550514421487530572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/wasting-my-blog-space-writing-about.html' title='wasting my blog space writing about these two idiots...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sn05KAklCFI/AAAAAAAAC5M/dbw1oS5OHbY/s72-c/ambani_brothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-315354475380644105</id><published>2009-08-05T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T06:58:11.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26/11-Truth Behind Mumbai Terrorist Attacks</title><content type='html'>watch this video....fukcn terrorists...nothn else to say for these fuckn disgustng human beings...sale allah ke naam pe logo ko bedardi se marte hai...fuckn cowards...still pakistani goverment left the master mind of lashker e toiba free....WTF!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mothr fu%&amp;amp;*rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juraatmedia.com/musicvideo.php?vid=044c96f8b"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-315354475380644105?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/315354475380644105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=315354475380644105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/315354475380644105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/315354475380644105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/2611-truth-behind-mumbai-terrorist_05.html' title='26/11-Truth Behind Mumbai Terrorist Attacks'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4570458613075909835</id><published>2009-08-01T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:00:18.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fate of medico's crush;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SnUagEELJJI/AAAAAAAAC4U/6oiRLArPSVE/s1600-h/sad-face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SnUagEELJJI/AAAAAAAAC4U/6oiRLArPSVE/s200/sad-face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365223669231199378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever knows me well, clearly knows that im th first prsn to criticize India and this medical profession...bt no serious talk abt tht this time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following is jst a sms and its...funny!! although &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main aur wo 12th me ek sath the...&lt;br /&gt;wo b.sc me to main MBBS me tha...&lt;br /&gt;wo m.sc me thi, main MBBS me tha...&lt;br /&gt;wo phd kar rahi thi,main pg entrance ki tayari kar raha tha...&lt;br /&gt;uski shadi thi, main MD kar raha tha...&lt;br /&gt;usko bacha hua, main fellowship kar raha tha...&lt;br /&gt;maine apna hospital banwaya, uske bache 5 aur 8 saal ke ho gaye...&lt;br /&gt;aaj meri engagement hai, aur uski TUBECTOMY:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4570458613075909835?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4570458613075909835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4570458613075909835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4570458613075909835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4570458613075909835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/08/fate-of-medicos-crush.html' title='the fate of medico&apos;s crush;)'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SnUagEELJJI/AAAAAAAAC4U/6oiRLArPSVE/s72-c/sad-face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-322787020991018009</id><published>2009-07-29T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:33:58.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>commitment or luv or marriege....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SnCkEyZELLI/AAAAAAAAC4M/sXVyr7yR4Nc/s1600-h/continued-relationship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SnCkEyZELLI/AAAAAAAAC4M/sXVyr7yR4Nc/s200/continued-relationship.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363967558351596722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In th last 8 years of my coleg life…th comnest trait that i noticed among my frnds is metn up wth a “brek up…!!!!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not evn a single relationship materialized into marriage....(when it shud hv atleast in few cases)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wats th resn???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U r eithr too immature to thnk abt it anyway or u thnk ur too mature and th othr prsn not or u jst start takn th othr prsn fr granted wen u realize tht he/she luvs u or suddenly ur feelings disappear in thin air….and ur not cmfrtabl nymore…and u don’t kno how/why!! surprising isn’t it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ur strong enough u wil tel ur partnr tht u dont luv him/her anymore….and if u don’t thn suddenly ur caste/religion/family resns (which u nvr realized before) wil b the most convenient or easiest way to get out of ur own created shit hole…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me if two ppl r in luv, no matr wat.. thy cn/will marry ech othr..and if one among thm is gvng any kind of damn excuse…thn its just his/her own created way to get away frm guilt trip or incapability of facing th hard moment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statements like….”these guys r going out” OR “shez my gf” OR “hez my bf” OR “im commited”…etc…etc are totally meaningless…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u eithr luv or u do timepas….former or later…it shud b mutual frm both the sides..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its jst timepas frm both sides..fair enough..clear out th thngs before only….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its luv…it wil nvr disappear anyway…u wil gt al th respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if its not thn u kno whom ur hurting…and its th worst thng u cn do to nybdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wateva u do....love it or just leave it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-322787020991018009?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/322787020991018009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=322787020991018009&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/322787020991018009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/322787020991018009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/07/commitment-or-luv-or-marriege.html' title='commitment or luv or marriege....!!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SnCkEyZELLI/AAAAAAAAC4M/sXVyr7yR4Nc/s72-c/continued-relationship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1750761899801922056</id><published>2009-07-27T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T04:49:15.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>luck by chance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sm2T6QyWiWI/AAAAAAAAC4E/iZF42iZkZH4/s1600-h/kanji_luck.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sm2T6QyWiWI/AAAAAAAAC4E/iZF42iZkZH4/s200/kanji_luck.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363105360415983970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you guys mst hv seen this movie..."luck by chance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remmba tht dialogue by farhan wen konkana ws reluctant to fill th form which might hv won her a  fridge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat he says - "u might not win it evn if u fill it, bt i'm sure u wil never win it unles u fill it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral: u jst need to tk chances in life, no matr wat hapns thraftr...u need to get out of ur comfort zone, tk up tht risk, gamble...try ur best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u never kno...u might get lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remmba ths famous quote....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1750761899801922056?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1750761899801922056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1750761899801922056&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1750761899801922056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1750761899801922056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/07/luck-by-chance.html' title='luck by chance!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sm2T6QyWiWI/AAAAAAAAC4E/iZF42iZkZH4/s72-c/kanji_luck.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-471929898416494263</id><published>2009-07-25T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:47:56.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think about it.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Smsf0J9NBaI/AAAAAAAAC38/Oqm79ItggEg/s1600-h/dang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Smsf0J9NBaI/AAAAAAAAC38/Oqm79ItggEg/s200/dang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362414762200991138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;check out this diagram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orange circle: circle of subconsciousness&lt;br /&gt;purple circle: circle of concern&lt;br /&gt;light blue circle: circle of influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the diagram above defines your attitude towards life lucidly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wat it says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.one should always be concerned of the things he/she can influence...&lt;br /&gt;2.circle of subconsciousness is useless (ur past/broken relationships...etc..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to achieve wateva u desire in life...thrs no point jst getn concrned abt it...u need to increase ur circle of influence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ideal situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there should b just one circle in your life..the "light blue one..or the innermost one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which wil imply that you r in that state wen u cn influence any posibl thng which u get concrnd abt...thts wen u hv power to change thngs/achieve ur dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think abt it???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-471929898416494263?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/471929898416494263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=471929898416494263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/471929898416494263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/471929898416494263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/07/think-about-it.html' title='think about it.....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Smsf0J9NBaI/AAAAAAAAC38/Oqm79ItggEg/s72-c/dang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1627549998137595477</id><published>2009-07-18T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T03:04:20.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paisa, nasha, pyaar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SmGdlYqDvII/AAAAAAAAC3A/3ffzNB9Ow2Y/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 56px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SmGdlYqDvII/AAAAAAAAC3A/3ffzNB9Ow2Y/s200/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359738297147178114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the three most deadliest thngs a man cn get addictd to easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my order of preference.....how about u;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1627549998137595477?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1627549998137595477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1627549998137595477&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1627549998137595477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1627549998137595477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/07/paisa-nasha-pyaar.html' title='paisa, nasha, pyaar...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SmGdlYqDvII/AAAAAAAAC3A/3ffzNB9Ow2Y/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4270361936507237993</id><published>2009-07-14T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:14:23.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't it frustrating????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sl1JKN9PuqI/AAAAAAAAC24/I3fvZf0AMJQ/s1600-h/frustrated-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sl1JKN9PuqI/AAAAAAAAC24/I3fvZf0AMJQ/s200/frustrated-man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358519571534822050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cal up every time in any goverment office and u kno tht most probbly nobdy wil pick ur cal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you try doin some papr work agn in any govt. set up and u kno tht evn getn a signature of smbdy on some document wil tk months to years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you send an e mail to sm indian journal's editor relating sm query of ur research papr and u kno tht u wil never get a reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puting up a bulb in ur govt. hostel's bathroom wil tk so much time by th authorities tht u make a habit to do in th dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur internet speed slows down wen u want do th utmost imp work tht time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it rains...lights goes out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drainage system in th city is pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trafic jam sux...etc...etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate my country fr givng such an awsm set up to deal wth my basic requirements in life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4270361936507237993?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4270361936507237993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4270361936507237993&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4270361936507237993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4270361936507237993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/07/isnt-it-frustrating.html' title='isn&apos;t it frustrating????'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sl1JKN9PuqI/AAAAAAAAC24/I3fvZf0AMJQ/s72-c/frustrated-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1098931308609782507</id><published>2009-07-02T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:16:26.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gay rights issue...fair enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sk135n7oWlI/AAAAAAAAC2U/-dFbNjBuJtY/s1600-h/610x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sk135n7oWlI/AAAAAAAAC2U/-dFbNjBuJtY/s200/610x.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354067363868727890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat if a child borns with a congenital defect?&lt;br /&gt;or say a chromosomal abnormaility?&lt;br /&gt;or any othr problm in DNA which hampers him to live a usual normal human life??&lt;br /&gt;wil he/she b discarded frm ths society?&lt;br /&gt;or condemned by th people all over??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofocurse "NOT"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts exctly is th scene wth ths gay/lasbian relationship..&lt;br /&gt;thy jsy cnt help it as its in thr genes..&lt;br /&gt;so i mst tht th latest orders by delhi HC sayng "homosexuality not a crime" is fair enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these ppl surely deserve an equal right to live/expres thmslevs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt hope tht it might not extnd it to bestiality or othr sot of completely non-human ways of hvng sex in th near future in ny part of world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1098931308609782507?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1098931308609782507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1098931308609782507&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1098931308609782507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1098931308609782507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/07/gay-rights-issuefair-enough.html' title='gay rights issue...fair enough!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sk135n7oWlI/AAAAAAAAC2U/-dFbNjBuJtY/s72-c/610x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-699464535635535259</id><published>2009-07-02T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T03:43:58.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is money/fame evrythng in life????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SkyMhhCh0aI/AAAAAAAAC2M/ylrsgHQB6D0/s1600-h/CB037953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SkyMhhCh0aI/AAAAAAAAC2M/ylrsgHQB6D0/s200/CB037953.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353808564469223842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alwz used to feel tht money is evrythng in life...&lt;br /&gt;bt aftr readng abt th sad demise of MJ...perspectv changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a musician wants frm his life??&lt;br /&gt;1. being called as "THE KING" in his genre..&lt;br /&gt;2. havng $500 million in his bank acocunt..&lt;br /&gt;3. achievng th tag of maximm selng album in th world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt stil MJ craved for few seconds of sound sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gues its th simple and clean life thts most important to live..&lt;br /&gt;its th mental peace tht matrz th most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though money is one of th most important thngs in life to live happily..but its not evrythng!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-699464535635535259?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/699464535635535259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=699464535635535259&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/699464535635535259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/699464535635535259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-moneyfame-evrythng.html' title='is money/fame evrythng in life????'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SkyMhhCh0aI/AAAAAAAAC2M/ylrsgHQB6D0/s72-c/CB037953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-1565530054181472002</id><published>2009-07-01T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:53:20.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spree of attacks on indian students in australia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SksVm0MbOHI/AAAAAAAAC18/qHxPSRlWce0/s1600-h/australia-attack-indian-students.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SksVm0MbOHI/AAAAAAAAC18/qHxPSRlWce0/s200/australia-attack-indian-students.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353396338649938034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its too late to write abt this issue bt ma mind got commoved wen read a report today titled "54 overseas students died in Australia, half Indians: Report 2008"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evryday th news of attacks on indian students is same in the newspapers, the only difrnce is tht th periority frm front page, its getn shifted to side column...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat it shows??? r we getn used to these thngs now????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the hel govrnmnt is not tkn ny concrete meaures on this...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peopl frm aborad setld in india r safeguarded by thr strong embassies here...do we actualy hv one thr or not?? and if yes thn wat th fuck thy r anyway doin???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wethr its mumbai terrorist attack or australian attacks...i hv nvr seen such a grt and most patient country in ths world...hats off to indian govermnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sux totally...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-1565530054181472002?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/1565530054181472002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=1565530054181472002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1565530054181472002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/1565530054181472002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/07/spree-of-attacks-on-indian-students-in.html' title='spree of attacks on indian students in australia...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SksVm0MbOHI/AAAAAAAAC18/qHxPSRlWce0/s72-c/australia-attack-indian-students.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-3309361404105359496</id><published>2009-06-30T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:51:01.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayawati's self obsessiveness...can u belive it????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknD0ROC_jI/AAAAAAAAC0E/mSBploivYU4/s1600-h/241108mayawati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknD0ROC_jI/AAAAAAAAC0E/mSBploivYU4/s200/241108mayawati.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353024934849478194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats the first thing u notice wen u luk at some politician's or say any person's historical statue???&lt;br /&gt;im sure not his/her face bt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bird dropings littering all over the place..and over the statue ofcourse...&lt;br /&gt;some weeds growing around....&lt;br /&gt;and few people playing cards at the side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt herez our mayawati jee who is spending 1,200 crores of indian rupees to build her own statues which will be established all over UP...th place where more than 50% of th people fall below th poverty line...whr evn basic amenities like clean drinking watr and availablility of toilets are far from reality...shez spending money on...f***kn statues?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shud i say anythng else in this context??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-3309361404105359496?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/3309361404105359496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=3309361404105359496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3309361404105359496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3309361404105359496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/06/mayawatis-self-obsessivenesscan-u.html' title='Mayawati&apos;s self obsessiveness...can u belive it????'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknD0ROC_jI/AAAAAAAAC0E/mSBploivYU4/s72-c/241108mayawati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-857769958737623971</id><published>2009-06-28T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:05:05.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The secret!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SkeUb2g7dNI/AAAAAAAACz0/q-EVJijv7lw/s1600-h/the-secret-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SkeUb2g7dNI/AAAAAAAACz0/q-EVJijv7lw/s200/the-secret-movie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352409888364131538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys I really don’t know how much you kno abt this buk or abt this documentary..but I converged on it a month ago thru my brother…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat it says is if u want smthn very desperately in life…no matr wat…u wil get it….just imagine th thng to b wth u…thnk abt it…and nature wil gv u smday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trust me evn before seeing ths documntry, if I interpret my own life retrospectvly…I thnk nature hs gvn me evry posbl thng so far wat I actually wntd desperately…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gues th secret is true and I jst told u abt only one posbl aspect of wat al it explains…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its time fr u gt ur own copy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jst trust urself …trust th secret and mk ur destiny th way u want to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure once u wil start practcng it…u wil realize tht its truly a secret tht im sharing wth u…its amazng!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-857769958737623971?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/857769958737623971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=857769958737623971&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/857769958737623971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/857769958737623971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/06/secret.html' title='The secret!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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is no more...drug over dosage or cardiac arrest or cancer...watever resn th pres says...bt i thnk its th world itself who killed th king of pop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;controversies alwz surroundd him...wethr it cms to paedophilia or drugs scandal or religion change...he ws alwz undr a state of constant mental or emotional strain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just imagine tht th prsn who used to give electrifying performances in front of millions of his fans came to such an unsound state of his life that hs showz got cancelled couple of times bcz of his fear facing th audience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how it hapnd???nothng bt th allegations by ppl al ovr th world disturbd him to tht extnt tht he got into severe depresn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst imagine th prsn who hs lived fr music himself..how cn tht prsn live without it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matr wat..th punch line is...you see thousands of dancers mimckng him...his style...his moon walk...his earth walk...his clothes...his evrythng...&lt;br /&gt;who doesnt want to dance like him? who doesnt kno black or white or smooth criminal or dangerous??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....he was and will alwz remain a grt icon...may his soul rest in peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4793152097746968467?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4793152097746968467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4793152097746968467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4793152097746968467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4793152097746968467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj-is-deadno-matr-wathe-was-and-will.html' title='&quot;KING OF POP&quot; is dead...no matr wat...he was and will alwz remain an icon!'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SkYgxp2ea_I/AAAAAAAACic/sK6GKyUkMwI/s72-c/michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6968044247617711567</id><published>2009-06-21T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:39:27.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wat hs hapnd to indian youth????:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sj-znI26tlI/AAAAAAAACiU/gXd12jDA2fE/s1600-h/depression.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sj-znI26tlI/AAAAAAAACiU/gXd12jDA2fE/s200/depression.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350192367313532498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt frm th latest buzz abt 3 guys raping a shool girl in a movng car, they all were upcoming models...&lt;br /&gt;now recently came th news of shiney..th darkside of bollywood revealed agn if thts true...&lt;br /&gt;and today read abt a bf raping his gf along wth his frnds, and making mms out of it...&lt;br /&gt;ths is not all..th worst part is he circulated th mms to nobdy bt to his brothr, who blackmailed th female agn and raped hr along wth his frnds...&lt;br /&gt;wat th hel is wrong wth these ppl...???whr hv thr values gone???&lt;br /&gt;wat th fuc is hapening to indian youth?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6968044247617711567?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/6968044247617711567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=6968044247617711567&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6968044247617711567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/6968044247617711567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/06/wat-hs-hapnd-to-indian-youth.html' title='wat hs hapnd to indian youth????:('/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/Sj-znI26tlI/AAAAAAAACiU/gXd12jDA2fE/s72-c/depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-5928133982045732887</id><published>2009-06-11T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:02:32.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BMW case: dfrnce of attitude...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknGkBO4rEI/AAAAAAAAC0M/6PcxfxJckyU/s1600-h/bmw-case.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknGkBO4rEI/AAAAAAAAC0M/6PcxfxJckyU/s200/bmw-case.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353027954215005250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we al kno abt th BMW case or "BMW kaand"...well a rich spoilt brat mowed many people in night while drivng his BMW and blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;bt why so much of hype abt tht???&lt;br /&gt;evn i thot once upon a time...tht th dude is bad man...&lt;br /&gt;bt thn ask urself...were those ppl supose to sleep over tht footpath???&lt;br /&gt;why governmnt cant give thm basic amenities...??&lt;br /&gt;...tht ws his accident whr he cud hv got hurt himself...those ppl came below th car...thts it!!&lt;br /&gt;NOW THE MAIN POINT....(and im sure u might not hv noticed ths)&lt;br /&gt;couple of days bck i read it in newspapers tht a car killed 5 ppl in delhi...gues wat it came in a small column..left side...no hype abt tht...no proper media covrage ??nothng else.....????any resns...????..its th same story guys...bt still no hype....&lt;br /&gt;coz tht wasnt a BMW and just a mediocre car....might b maruti 800..&lt;br /&gt;thts th dfrnce guys...ppl c u wth a dfrnt perspectv wen ur rich...&lt;br /&gt;ppl got kild in both cases...BMW or maruti...bt u kno wats th dfrnce now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-5928133982045732887?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/5928133982045732887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=5928133982045732887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5928133982045732887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5928133982045732887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/06/bmw-case-dfrnce-of-attitude.html' title='BMW case: dfrnce of attitude...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknGkBO4rEI/AAAAAAAAC0M/6PcxfxJckyU/s72-c/bmw-case.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-6639217337387399911</id><published>2009-03-27T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:04:54.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mallaya v/s indian govt....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknHFYwZRhI/AAAAAAAAC0U/pJXGQLGmerk/s1600-h/mallaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknHFYwZRhI/AAAAAAAAC0U/pJXGQLGmerk/s200/mallaya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353028527465252370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen it cums to celebrate 2nd oct...our bapu's bday...it is considered as a national holiday...political parties do al sot of things cumin in good pictures of us people...&lt;br /&gt;but wen same great soul's belongings were getng auctioned in london....no one(including indian govt.) did anythng to save thm...&lt;br /&gt;hats of to mallaya who telephonically gave the highest bidding of the belongings and donated to indian govt...&lt;br /&gt;wat to expct frm such a govt. nyway....pathetic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-6639217337387399911?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknHFYwZRhI/AAAAAAAAC0U/pJXGQLGmerk/s72-c/mallaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4192417941732175191</id><published>2009-03-26T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:06:34.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ramadoss views...total crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknHgR45xBI/AAAAAAAAC0c/p4BxlofDJjg/s1600-h/ramadoss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknHgR45xBI/AAAAAAAAC0c/p4BxlofDJjg/s200/ramadoss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353028989478355986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well everyone knows ramadoss in india bcz of one resn...he banned smoking in public places (i.e. u cnt smoke at bus stand but u cn very well on roadside,u cnt smoke in a restaurant bt cn outside....non-sense)...he evn tried to ban it on screen(he failed to do so....supreme court ruled out the same saying tht movies show th reality and its a part of real world)...&lt;br /&gt;now he wants to ban drinking, and heard abt "hookah" as well;)&lt;br /&gt;well i believe rathr thn doing such lame acts...if he really wants to ban al this sying tht "SMOKING IS INJURIOUS TO HEALTH",and if he really means to save lives coz of this sole resn, thn he shud try takng some desicn whr th manufacturer's supply gets banned in ths country....thts whr th core problm is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknHgR45xBI/AAAAAAAAC0c/p4BxlofDJjg/s72-c/ramadoss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-5321609084995461360</id><published>2009-02-21T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:22:24.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy to be emotional...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknLOI1EXKI/AAAAAAAAC08/qhXyjUYcwrA/s1600-h/man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknLOI1EXKI/AAAAAAAAC08/qhXyjUYcwrA/s200/man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353033075855219874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thy say tht its not gud to be emotional...&lt;br /&gt;bt i beleve tht inorder to experience the highest degree of happiness...u need to be one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-5321609084995461360?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/5321609084995461360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=5321609084995461360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5321609084995461360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5321609084995461360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-to-be-emotional.html' title='happy to be emotional...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknLOI1EXKI/AAAAAAAAC08/qhXyjUYcwrA/s72-c/man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-561946940856210466</id><published>2009-01-31T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:08:51.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slumdog millionere controversy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknIDKd7-oI/AAAAAAAAC0k/tANU7hpBTms/s1600-h/SlumdogMillionaire1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknIDKd7-oI/AAAAAAAAC0k/tANU7hpBTms/s200/SlumdogMillionaire1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353029588781628034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only three people who did not like this fucking awsum movie in this world...&lt;br /&gt;1. amitabh bachan&lt;br /&gt;2. arindam chaudhary...(he wrote an article in TOI...{dont watch slumdog...it sux})&lt;br /&gt;3. staunch supporters of hindus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to say...movie has won hundreds of awards and will be winning oscar in some or the other category for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think all these people whom i have mntioned are actualy not well versed with whats goin on in india or its slums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cumon guys its just a movie and very fantastically made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be ridiculous and grow up;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-561946940856210466?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/561946940856210466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=561946940856210466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/561946940856210466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/561946940856210466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/01/slumdog-millionere-controversy.html' title='slumdog millionere controversy'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknIDKd7-oI/AAAAAAAAC0k/tANU7hpBTms/s72-c/SlumdogMillionaire1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4349906631240446130</id><published>2009-01-31T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:12:14.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pub culture!!!....i feel like laughing at them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknIt2pNdEI/AAAAAAAAC00/lCDbsvvYijQ/s1600-h/pub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknIt2pNdEI/AAAAAAAAC00/lCDbsvvYijQ/s200/pub.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353030322194576450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously at times i really feel that "it hapens only in india"...&lt;br /&gt;(or may be pakistan....)&lt;br /&gt;gals were beaten up in mangalore pub by a group of people...th so calld members of RAM SENA...&lt;br /&gt;thy think that its against hindu culture...&lt;br /&gt;SHIV SENA ppl decided to end pub culture in maharashtra...&lt;br /&gt;upar se rammadoss bhaiya kaise peeche hatenge...&lt;br /&gt;give me a break man...i thot tht india is a democratic country...is ths wat we get as indian citizens???&lt;br /&gt;utter pathetic...nothing but vote bank politics and male chauvinism....&lt;br /&gt;sux totally....totally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4349906631240446130?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4349906631240446130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4349906631240446130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4349906631240446130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4349906631240446130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2009/01/pub-culturei-feel-like-laughing-at-them.html' title='pub culture!!!....i feel like laughing at them'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknIt2pNdEI/AAAAAAAAC00/lCDbsvvYijQ/s72-c/pub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2395529853062530673</id><published>2008-12-24T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:13:26.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>indescisiveness...</title><content type='html'>it can kill u...clear thoughts r so so important in life...&lt;br /&gt;wish i change myself for good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2395529853062530673?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2395529853062530673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2395529853062530673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2395529853062530673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2395529853062530673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2008/12/indescisiveness.html' title='indescisiveness...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4719030576846331765</id><published>2008-12-24T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:27:55.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknMhKkfZ4I/AAAAAAAAC1M/F2eq8MoR8CY/s1600-h/hurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknMhKkfZ4I/AAAAAAAAC1M/F2eq8MoR8CY/s200/hurt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353034502251702146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to get hurt...and to hurt smbdy else:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4719030576846331765?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4719030576846331765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4719030576846331765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4719030576846331765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4719030576846331765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknMhKkfZ4I/AAAAAAAAC1M/F2eq8MoR8CY/s72-c/hurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-3896895881185742841</id><published>2008-11-28T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:24:58.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another terrorist attack...mumbai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknL1ARYnHI/AAAAAAAAC1E/fH91_v7-kJE/s1600-h/mumbai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknL1ARYnHI/AAAAAAAAC1E/fH91_v7-kJE/s200/mumbai.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353033743572966514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole world knows abt mumbai terror attack...so whoz th culprit???&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse our system agn...fuckn politicians who r busy makn money and nothng else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my salute to martyrs who died for our countrymen...its sumthng whch is way beyond ny sacrifice...th guy sacrificed his life for mumbaikers, when he ws frm bihar regiment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raj thakrey shud die of shame now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-3896895881185742841?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/3896895881185742841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=3896895881185742841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3896895881185742841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/3896895881185742841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2008/11/yet-another-terrorist-attackmumbai.html' title='yet another terrorist attack...mumbai'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknL1ARYnHI/AAAAAAAAC1E/fH91_v7-kJE/s72-c/mumbai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-2306429778321664025</id><published>2008-11-16T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:31:16.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rishtey....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknNRtBypwI/AAAAAAAAC1c/DMgSUTgG7Yw/s1600-h/human-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknNRtBypwI/AAAAAAAAC1c/DMgSUTgG7Yw/s200/human-2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353035336135124738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my one of my favorite dialog from an excellent movie JISM...starring john abraham...and its  a hard fact.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"rishtey jab khatm hote hai, to buri tarah hi khatm hote hai....warna khatm hi nahi hote"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk ovr it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-2306429778321664025?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/2306429778321664025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=2306429778321664025&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2306429778321664025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/2306429778321664025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2008/11/rishtey.html' title='rishtey....'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknNRtBypwI/AAAAAAAAC1c/DMgSUTgG7Yw/s72-c/human-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4908674021135815681</id><published>2008-11-16T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:59:51.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alwz remember...</title><content type='html'>this is what i hv seen ppl talkn abt and gues it goes very much apt as per my life is concerned so far...it says tht....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if thr is sumthng, whch is too gud to be true....thn thrz alwz a hitch behind it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remmbr fr ur gud...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4908674021135815681?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4908674021135815681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4908674021135815681&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4908674021135815681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4908674021135815681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2008/11/alwz-remember.html' title='alwz remember...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-4941433428201925655</id><published>2008-11-08T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:37:10.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why to fear????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknOsUDs1lI/AAAAAAAAC10/jmkNELqGwOU/s1600-h/believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknOsUDs1lI/AAAAAAAAC10/jmkNELqGwOU/s200/believe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353036892800341586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I' have failed a few times - in life - but i believe failure is not an option. true strength is when you learn how to fail, pick yourself up off the ground ans start afresh. after all, everything has to come to an end someday, so why fear???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-4941433428201925655?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/4941433428201925655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=4941433428201925655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4941433428201925655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/4941433428201925655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-to-fear.html' title='why to fear????'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknOsUDs1lI/AAAAAAAAC10/jmkNELqGwOU/s72-c/believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-5757380983794378422</id><published>2008-10-14T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:33:29.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im proud to be an indian....but i hate my country for its system</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknNz1gHE7I/AAAAAAAAC1k/Sowv5YhSS1s/s1600-h/india_map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknNz1gHE7I/AAAAAAAAC1k/Sowv5YhSS1s/s200/india_map.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353035922525328306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been many years that i really wantd to write abt this...&lt;br /&gt;yestrday newspapr headlines made me to pen down my viewpoint on this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just one incidence tht im criticising but thr r hundreds and thousnds of such events which hapn in our country almost daily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headlines said on day 1 "minister's son caught sendn nude smss to a 14yr old german tourist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haedlines said on day 2 "mothr of the girl filed up the case against the person involved"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thrd day headlines mentioned "fingers of the advocate, who tuk up the case of the german familiy, chopped last night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dont need to mention tht who is responsible for such dirty act...and agn this is bloody one of the incidences which i thot cn change the attitude of anybdy towards his/her country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also know the fact th same minister or politician has alwz been winnr from his constituency...how????why????....thts india&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wi india we say tht we have freedm of speech...but i dont thnk so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such politicians or precisely dictators r everywhr in our country right frm raj thakrey in mumbai to this chap in goa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these r th ppl who run our mothr country...th people who dont know what human ethics mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously from reservation quota of SC/STs for vote bank politics to fuckd up system from administratn to livin a healthy life..this country gives us nothing....and i have decided to migrate frm here weneva i get an opportunity to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;population, pollution, not a loop hole but rathr a big hole in th system (as thr is no system), no traffic rules, no parking place for the vehicles...no value for your work, strugle for basics like drnkng watr, electricity...etc....etc...th list is endless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who really wants to stay in this country man??? guess nobdy...(or those who r emotional fools abt thr land nd family)...nd if th critics has to say tht "you shud try to improve th system rathr thn criticising it"...thn a very frank answer.."i dont want to waste my life to change sumthng which cn never hapn..mujhe ek hi zindagi mili hai...im not mad...." and this statemnt is not pesimistic but its rathr more practical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ths is th country whr th priceless and invaluable life of a human being has no meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wana be contented...leav it as soon as posibl wth ur familiy...thts al u need to stay happy nywhr in this world i guess...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-5757380983794378422?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/5757380983794378422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=5757380983794378422&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5757380983794378422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/5757380983794378422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-proud-to-be-indianbut-i-hate-my.html' title='im proud to be an indian....but i hate my country for its system'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SknNz1gHE7I/AAAAAAAAC1k/Sowv5YhSS1s/s72-c/india_map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2982653760723733621.post-719045462941210966</id><published>2008-08-23T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:56:31.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning...</title><content type='html'>well many of my frnds alwz usd to tel me tht my views cn influence othrs....so thr was ths suggestion by one of thm to start a blog...and here im....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2982653760723733621-719045462941210966?l=dramitdang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/feeds/719045462941210966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2982653760723733621&amp;postID=719045462941210966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/719045462941210966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2982653760723733621/posts/default/719045462941210966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dramitdang.blogspot.com/2008/08/beginning.html' title='the beginning...'/><author><name>dr dang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15685544589709403163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_usTkX73zsJA/SLA1GSnJZnI/AAAAAAAABUY/GlNJkmewCmI/S220/dfgaefg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
