<?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-1990447912209182669</id><updated>2011-12-28T14:15:32.178+05:30</updated><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='endless natter'/><category term='poetic blogs'/><category term='mother&apos;s day poems'/><title type='text'>Just Like That</title><subtitle type='html'>A milieu of variety</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-6340796494413596892</id><published>2008-05-03T11:37:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:31:00.231+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endless natter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetic blogs'/><title type='text'>Endless Natter</title><content type='html'>I have been going through a few blogs for the past few days. &lt;a href="http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/03/but-you-still-loved-her.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;But you still loved her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got me a new visitor. A somnambulist appreciated the write up. As I was going through my mails, I came across a comment update which had a link highlighted. The name mentioned looked odd but I clicked on it. It landed me on a page which took me to the world of &lt;a href="http://endlessnatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;endless natter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience cannot be shared or explained but I went through a feeling unfathomable. Its dark, its binding, but its alluring. The thoughts are impeccable and sends a chill down the spine. I don't know the secret nor I do not intend to reason why, but I simply fell in love with this blog. I read the lines, between the lines, over and over again to find out what, why, who....but I did not get a straight answer. The posts, be it a Jack and Jill poem or regarding &lt;a href="http://endlessnatter.blogspot.com/search/label/Random%20natter"&gt;You&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://endlessnatter.blogspot.com/2007/08/door-next-to-ours.html"&gt;The door next to ours&lt;/a&gt; or my favourite &lt;a href="http://endlessnatter.blogspot.com/2008/04/afternoon-soiree.html"&gt;Afternoon soiree&lt;/a&gt; they are all just beautiful, strange but very earthly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you letting me into this world. I am not scared of darkness anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-6340796494413596892?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/6340796494413596892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=6340796494413596892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6340796494413596892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6340796494413596892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/05/endless-natter.html' title='Endless Natter'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-5339361928529981208</id><published>2008-04-28T15:04:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:19:31.926+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day poems'/><title type='text'>Gift for my Mother</title><content type='html'>After thinking a lot I thought of conveying my regards to my ma on the coming Mother's day. This year it will be on the 11th of the May (second Sunday of the month).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tears melt down but you stay awake,&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;You had to take care of me&lt;br /&gt;Despite the hour long fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I wonder how you do it mom;&lt;br /&gt;I behave so rude,&lt;br /&gt;Still you fondly prepare the meal&lt;br /&gt;And feed me for my good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;You touch my colored face&lt;br /&gt;Turned red while I cried,&lt;br /&gt;“I love you dear”, you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;You looked at me and sighed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You soothe me and apologized&lt;br /&gt;For mistakes that I made,&lt;br /&gt;If you weren’t there today mom&lt;br /&gt;I would have been dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;So mom today on this day&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a great life&lt;br /&gt;I promise to make each day&lt;br /&gt;A Mother’s day in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;There is another one that I have prepared for a gift to mom on behalf of my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I opened my eyes; saw you lying beside me,&lt;br /&gt;I thought gravely, is it my mother or who is she?&lt;br /&gt;I held your little finger and clung to you&lt;br /&gt;You gave me all the warmth in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;As I grew up you made me learn&lt;br /&gt;Life’s a journey, new at each turn,&lt;br /&gt;On this special mother’s day,&lt;br /&gt;I convey my love to you,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ‘Ma’ for making me who I am today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-5339361928529981208?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/5339361928529981208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=5339361928529981208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/5339361928529981208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/5339361928529981208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/04/gift-for-my-mother.html' title='Gift for my Mother'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-7169438128676992486</id><published>2008-03-27T12:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:24:38.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>But you still loved her</title><content type='html'>Written during some emotional moment. Not a poem just a flow of thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream you dreamt, she would love you more&lt;br /&gt;Make you the man who possess her&lt;br /&gt;Be your mother, caring and kind&lt;br /&gt;Give you direction in life.&lt;br /&gt;There you find her at a secret corner of your life&lt;br /&gt;She smiles at your face as if she knows you,&lt;br /&gt;Calls you closer and kisses your lips,&lt;br /&gt;You feel the world under your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the doldrums and crushing of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;The woman you called your own was not to be.&lt;br /&gt;Her mind cold and sinful life overcrowded your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;But you still loved her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never to give up, inevitable fate&lt;br /&gt;You kept on trying to win her love, Days passed by years too,&lt;br /&gt;But no improvement did she show.&lt;br /&gt;You took care of her crestfallen mind&lt;br /&gt;Picked her up like a wounded bird&lt;br /&gt;Caressed her, soothed her, ceased her bleeding&lt;br /&gt;She dint respond&lt;br /&gt;But you still loved her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showering her with incessant drops of care&lt;br /&gt;As a mother kisses tender on a child's forehead,&lt;br /&gt;But could not melt her frozen heart&lt;br /&gt;She remained cold and uncaring.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking where you went wrong, why she turned away?&lt;br /&gt;Its life, its fate and hope which still keeps you strong&lt;br /&gt;Keep the flame of love awake, coz true love never fails&lt;br /&gt;Because you still love her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-7169438128676992486?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/7169438128676992486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=7169438128676992486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/7169438128676992486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/7169438128676992486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/03/but-you-still-loved-her.html' title='But you still loved her'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-1217486102115436737</id><published>2008-03-18T16:24:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-18T16:55:14.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>On My birthday</title><content type='html'>I got a pair of Goldfish on my birthday. It so happened that my best friend gave me a surprise and bought me a whole set of fishbowl, pebbles and ofcourse the fishes. We did not know that they were the Pearl scale species until we searched on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am new to fishes, I was overjoyed when I received the gift. Is there a better gift to present to a Piscean? Now you dont need to think who the piscean is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R9-hOsiUJSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/aZpzQq1BXuU/s1600-h/Fishty8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R9-hOsiUJSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/aZpzQq1BXuU/s320/Fishty8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179035370344686882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fat one who keeps pooping throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them died yesterday due to some disease but was my favorite. Have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R9-k_ciUJTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/OSExqcn7WIk/s1600-h/Fishty+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R9-k_ciUJTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/OSExqcn7WIk/s320/Fishty+9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179039506398192946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dint want any of my fishes alone, so I got another one as a gift to join the big fat one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R9-lp8iUJUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eD6PllRyKTw/s1600-h/IMG0089A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R9-lp8iUJUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eD6PllRyKTw/s320/IMG0089A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179040236542633282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be getting a filter for them. Now lets see how I cope with my new friends and their new life at my place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-1217486102115436737?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/1217486102115436737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=1217486102115436737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1217486102115436737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1217486102115436737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-my-birthday.html' title='On My birthday'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R9-hOsiUJSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/aZpzQq1BXuU/s72-c/Fishty8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-5835166487855129680</id><published>2008-03-13T12:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-13T12:40:28.265+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Did you ever balance so well?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="323" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.0.45"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=6773682&amp;amp;vid=2143880&amp;amp;lang=en-US&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/sch/cn/video00/2143880_rndd16b7431_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.0.45" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="id=6773682&amp;amp;vid=2143880&amp;amp;lang=en-US&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/sch/cn/video00/2143880_rndd16b7431_19.jpg" height="323" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-5835166487855129680?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/5835166487855129680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=5835166487855129680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/5835166487855129680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/5835166487855129680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/03/did-you-ever-balance-so-well.html' title='Did you ever balance so well?'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-6379874541104429398</id><published>2008-03-03T09:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-03T09:37:01.256+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Google never gets tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R8t5N4HGCuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mz8ZqVp06IA/s1600-h/oldie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173361876272548578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R8t5N4HGCuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mz8ZqVp06IA/s400/oldie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-6379874541104429398?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/6379874541104429398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=6379874541104429398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6379874541104429398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6379874541104429398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/03/google-never-gets-tired.html' title='Google never gets tired'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R8t5N4HGCuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mz8ZqVp06IA/s72-c/oldie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-1938710403490833875</id><published>2008-02-14T15:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-14T15:24:32.434+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thats a V-Day</title><content type='html'>Its the Valentines Day. The day for all in love. Personally I believe that if someone is special I dont need a 14th Feb to show my love. I have the 24 hours of each day and of course a life time to make the special one feel loved and cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google however gives the best every time. Love of a life time :) . Check this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R7QO7pHfIGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZBUmTuwE3Ns/s1600-h/Vday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R7QO7pHfIGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZBUmTuwE3Ns/s400/Vday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166771090313125986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-1938710403490833875?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/1938710403490833875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=1938710403490833875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1938710403490833875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1938710403490833875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/02/thats-v-day.html' title='Thats a V-Day'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R7QO7pHfIGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZBUmTuwE3Ns/s72-c/Vday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-586804178372320774</id><published>2008-01-28T23:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:28:02.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Google Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R54XQP3nS_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CAy654-Hp6s/s1600-h/new+google.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160587790918306802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R54XQP3nS_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CAy654-Hp6s/s320/new+google.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have not been to the bloggers world for the past one month. Dont know as yet how long its going to take. But keeping track og google for sure. This is fun. It reminds me of our block and build game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-586804178372320774?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/586804178372320774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=586804178372320774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/586804178372320774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/586804178372320774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2008/01/google-again.html' title='Google Again'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R54XQP3nS_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CAy654-Hp6s/s72-c/new+google.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-4174967122847895786</id><published>2007-12-29T15:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-29T15:38:34.049+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Success Story</title><content type='html'>I am not taking the pain of writing what happened yesterday. One of my colleagues has sketched it down with the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anirudhlohia.com/blog/grmtech-annual-sports/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;GRMTECH Annual Sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can watch this!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-4174967122847895786?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/4174967122847895786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=4174967122847895786' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/4174967122847895786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/4174967122847895786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/success-story.html' title='Success Story'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-6392772085663298036</id><published>2007-12-28T08:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-28T09:07:05.901+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ANNUAL SPORTS...sounds exciting</title><content type='html'>The day has started with a new spirit. Today is a sports day at office.Yeeaaaaaaeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;I have participated in school annual sports but a sports day at office is a "first time" for me. I am quite excited about the whole idea. This will not be like the outdoor games contest. The games on the list are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) TT...this the major one...all the guys will be playing for this. Girls are keeping away for the time being due to lack of training hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;2) Carom...here we find girls participation...only girls mind it..&lt;br /&gt;3) Fooseball...well I checked only males participating for this..&lt;br /&gt;4) Housie...This looks like the favourite...everyone is participating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a young office...that is by years and population..hmm lets see what happens...ANNUAL SPORTS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-6392772085663298036?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/6392772085663298036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=6392772085663298036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6392772085663298036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6392772085663298036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/annual-sportssounds-exciting.html' title='ANNUAL SPORTS...sounds exciting'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-1281382130306652435</id><published>2007-12-27T08:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-27T09:03:09.362+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kolkata on 27th December 2007, 7:45a.m.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3MWhfDMrkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/w76RnFZ0tBA/s1600-h/IMG0463A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3MWhfDMrkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/w76RnFZ0tBA/s400/IMG0463A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148483563541016130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at Kolkata at 7:45a.m. I took the snaps on my way to work. The smog all across E.M. Bypass made the city invisible at a ten feet distance. Even the view of a car traveling across the divider got buried under the dense fog. This condition of weather could have lead to any fatal accident because men were not visible through the thickness until at a five feet distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3MXrPDMrlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ibf3uex7Ows/s1600-h/IMG0464A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3MXrPDMrlI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ibf3uex7Ows/s400/IMG0464A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148484830556368466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-1281382130306652435?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/1281382130306652435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=1281382130306652435' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1281382130306652435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1281382130306652435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/kolkata-on-27th-december-2007-745am.html' title='Kolkata on 27th December 2007, 7:45a.m.'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3MWhfDMrkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/w76RnFZ0tBA/s72-c/IMG0463A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-7523259405832984224</id><published>2007-12-25T13:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-25T13:10:13.654+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This is amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3CyivDMrgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7syk8zRFfpI/s1600-h/Google.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3CyivDMrgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7syk8zRFfpI/s320/Google.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147810683899653634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the image seems to be ready. Its wishing us Happy Holidays. Wow...only Google can make such ideas possible. What say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-7523259405832984224?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/7523259405832984224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=7523259405832984224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/7523259405832984224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/7523259405832984224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-amazing.html' title='This is amazing'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3CyivDMrgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7syk8zRFfpI/s72-c/Google.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-3360110345119360887</id><published>2007-12-25T12:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:42:34.651+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3CmGPDMreI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JWfZxNea4hM/s1600-h/Jesu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3CmGPDMreI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JWfZxNea4hM/s320/Jesu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147797000133848546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year passed at a blink of an eye. For me this was the most painful year that I had to live through. The problem lies in incapability of expression. The million times I try..... I fail....I try....I fail...the scars that I received were never healed. In the process of curing myself I left someone in utter pain and agony to suffer all alone. Today the scathing thought of my brutality leaves me numb. I learned to put myself in someone else' shoes which I had quit long ago in order to escape pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesson learned is a feather of wisdom added to my cap. I am struggling towards my betterment in order to save another soul from the darkness of mental agony. I dont know how far can I take life but I wont run away. I can face...will face till I can nurture that soul within me. I will keep trying. Life calls us with open arms...asks..what do you want? We choose happiness to sorrow but how many understands the pain behind happiness? Happiness cannot be a goal, the goal is to live life happily. Happiness is a path which is paved towards eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the day of Christmas, when the purest soul was born...I asked from God all the strength to face the challenges of life, I dont want happiness...i can achieve it, i dont want wealth...I can create it, I dont want love...it is already there within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God for the strength, the inspiration to make it possible.......what God replied was........."Child! You already have it...all the strength and inspiration lies in the soul that you want to nurture within you. All you have to do is feel it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets celebrate the brightest day with the light within us. Merry Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-3360110345119360887?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/3360110345119360887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=3360110345119360887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/3360110345119360887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/3360110345119360887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3CmGPDMreI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JWfZxNea4hM/s72-c/Jesu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-3205040200067995404</id><published>2007-12-25T08:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-25T13:09:25.144+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3B0HvDMrbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dEnFB09KQSY/s1600-h/Xmasgoogle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3B0HvDMrbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dEnFB09KQSY/s320/Xmasgoogle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147742050322263474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another change today :). This looks the final stage of construction. Can you see the sparkles that they are adding to the structure?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-3205040200067995404?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/3205040200067995404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=3205040200067995404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/3205040200067995404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/3205040200067995404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-look.html' title='Christmas Look'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R3B0HvDMrbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dEnFB09KQSY/s72-c/Xmasgoogle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-7845724609409635048</id><published>2007-12-23T20:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:03:01.525+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Google look changing every now and then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R25zDPDMraI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kcJdG_KkSk0/s1600-h/Newlook2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R25zDPDMraI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kcJdG_KkSk0/s320/Newlook2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147177923547803042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look of google is changing every 6 hrs. As the construction work is going on I am giving you the update as to how far the workers have made. Keep yourself updated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-7845724609409635048?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/7845724609409635048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=7845724609409635048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/7845724609409635048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/7845724609409635048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/google-look-changing-every-now-and-then.html' title='Google look changing every now and then...'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R25zDPDMraI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kcJdG_KkSk0/s72-c/Newlook2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-399489774945609792</id><published>2007-12-23T12:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-25T13:07:31.844+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Come Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R24DMvDMrZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qSaR9RDEDSM/s1600-h/New+Look.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R24DMvDMrZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qSaR9RDEDSM/s320/New+Look.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147054941454249362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google is changing the looks every now and then.....have a look :). Can you see the two fellows constructing something special for Christmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-399489774945609792?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/399489774945609792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=399489774945609792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/399489774945609792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/399489774945609792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/come-again.html' title='Come Again'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R24DMvDMrZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qSaR9RDEDSM/s72-c/New+Look.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-6359385385474415136</id><published>2007-12-22T14:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-25T13:06:53.619+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Look Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R2zVHfDMrYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2nKGCEPU5hA/s1600-h/Google.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R2zVHfDMrYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2nKGCEPU5hA/s320/Google.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146722798748347778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the new look for Google this time :). The construction begins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-6359385385474415136?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/6359385385474415136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=6359385385474415136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6359385385474415136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6359385385474415136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-look-again.html' title='New Look Again'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/R2zVHfDMrYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2nKGCEPU5hA/s72-c/Google.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-6601997119324149483</id><published>2007-11-01T08:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:44:09.496+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Google Strategies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RylEUDGiPoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ITcw6lO15Vk/s1600-h/halloween07.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RylEUDGiPoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ITcw6lO15Vk/s320/halloween07.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127704761958809218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new look for Google today. Interesting and funky....thats wishing everybody a Happy Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-6601997119324149483?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/6601997119324149483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=6601997119324149483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6601997119324149483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6601997119324149483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/10/google-strategies.html' title='Google Strategies'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RylEUDGiPoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ITcw6lO15Vk/s72-c/halloween07.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-4025914671318185026</id><published>2007-10-12T11:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:31:58.546+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Arrival of the Mother</title><content type='html'>Back with a bang......here we go....Puja's again. After three days of incessant rain Kolkata is back with the Puja vigour. I can smell the celebrations already....did that for the past few weeks though. The day before yesterday was Mahalaya...coming of the mother to her maternal home. This is a short journey but we await her arrival throughout the year since the time she is immersed on "Dashami" of one particular year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rw8i4lHbapI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-tVuddYJsNM/s1600-h/Maadurga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rw8i4lHbapI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-tVuddYJsNM/s200/Maadurga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120349656774830738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got the scope of visiting the hub of Idol makers. The place is named Kumartuli. This is where all the Durga idols are created. The last time I visited the idols were being made, but yesterday I saw some complete graven images and of course many that were being painted. Oh what beautiful eyes...I could not take my eyes off them. I wonder with time this ceremony and festival will take an enormous form. This again depends on the mind set of the youth who will take over the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rw8jHlHbaqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kyx7yTd6juo/s1600-h/Durga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rw8jHlHbaqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kyx7yTd6juo/s200/Durga2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120349914472868514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming are the days of celebration and all are preparing in their own way. Starting from the shopping to deciding what to wear which day, which day to go for pandal hopping, which day for a pujo adda, which day for a restaurant visit and which day for a Hilsa treat. Some will definitely prefer every day of the puja's incorporating  all the preceding events. I know one personally. :) Bengali's love to enjoy and this is the right season for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get geared up for the titanic celebrations and wake up to the sound of "Dhaak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rw8p41HbatI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wD0Wze-SbNE/s1600-h/Durgadhaak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rw8p41HbatI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wD0Wze-SbNE/s400/Durgadhaak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120357357651192530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-4025914671318185026?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/4025914671318185026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=4025914671318185026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/4025914671318185026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/4025914671318185026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/10/arrival-of-mother.html' title='Arrival of the Mother'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rw8i4lHbapI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-tVuddYJsNM/s72-c/Maadurga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-6456472829378079468</id><published>2007-09-27T14:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-27T14:24:17.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Excited Today!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvtvsFHbaoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zPaEjEthWns/s1600-h/Nervous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvtvsFHbaoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zPaEjEthWns/s200/Nervous.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114804604887591554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the first time I will be speaking in front of all my colleagues. This will be an intriguing experience. I am pretty excited and also a little nervous. I have always been an introvert and a perfectly shy individual...so whatever I might show on the surface might not be the reality. I am...ummmm...quite nervous. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-6456472829378079468?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/6456472829378079468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=6456472829378079468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6456472829378079468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/6456472829378079468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/09/excited-today.html' title='Excited Today!!'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvtvsFHbaoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zPaEjEthWns/s72-c/Nervous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-1759852886726032384</id><published>2007-09-23T20:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:18:16.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src='http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf' flashvars='id=3995972&amp;emailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26vid%3D1085966%26cache%3D&amp;imUrl=http%25253A%25252F%25252Fvideo.yahoo.com%25252Fvideo%25252Fplay%25253Fei%25253DUTF-8%252526vid%25253D1085966%252526cache%25253D&amp;imTitle=This%252BCat%252Bis%252BSooo%252BAsleep&amp;searchUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/search/video?p=&amp;profileUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/profile?yid=&amp;creatorValue=YmlnZ2VyYW5kYmV0dGVyYnVkZHk%3D&amp;vid=1085966' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='425' height='350'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-1759852886726032384?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/1759852886726032384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=1759852886726032384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1759852886726032384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1759852886726032384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/09/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-4867417937953654386</id><published>2007-09-23T09:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:49:28.815+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Salsa Rocks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvXoIVHbamI/AAAAAAAAAD8/irZRebD6OpQ/s1600-h/Salsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvXoIVHbamI/AAAAAAAAAD8/irZRebD6OpQ/s400/Salsa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113248181753965154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is I dunno what. I am contemplating joining Salsa. Hmmmmmm sounds interesting. Suggested by the HR manager of the company I work in. Its good to unwind and of course to melt down some ugly fat that I have accumulated in the past few years. What say? Anybody has anything to say? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its not that I am into it just that needed suggestions. Any personal experience?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-4867417937953654386?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/4867417937953654386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=4867417937953654386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/4867417937953654386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/4867417937953654386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/09/salsa-rocks.html' title='Salsa Rocks?'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvXoIVHbamI/AAAAAAAAAD8/irZRebD6OpQ/s72-c/Salsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-3649309657950637433</id><published>2007-09-23T09:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:28:48.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Am I Negative?</title><content type='html'>My posts are pretty boring as I find it. Always dipped in philosophical punch. :) Not rational some of you may think. However that is how I like to portary my life as it comes. Certain stances are highlighted in a very detached way. Growing too personal is also not my cup of tea so there goes the reason for the detachment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lesson I have learnt very sincerely from life(till date :) ...I have a long way to go) that life treats you the way you treat life. Does this sound common? Well yes this is ofcourse a very common lesson that our mentors try to inculcate but experiences teach us the harsh reality. So I have decided something that if I am hurt I wont go ahead and take revenge on the individual responsible for it. No...I am not saintly just that I have realised that mistreatment has the innate property of coming back on you. So a revenge can back fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvXkUlHbalI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QgMSPexz5LQ/s1600-h/negative+thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvXkUlHbalI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QgMSPexz5LQ/s400/negative+thoughts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113243994160851538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My close one calls me an escapist...I do not believe in that. Its very very human to have my own way of thinking (tell me if I am wrong). I strongly feel the necessity of knowing that everything that we aspire cannot be achieved, but we should never ever give up, keep trying till the last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very recently I have learnt another lesson which shouts that every relationship has expectations. Even family expects, the neighbourhood expects, mentors expect(by mentor I mean all who have contributed in imparting knowledge through books or by vision), even friends do and ofcourse we do expect a lot from ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paucity of patience and fear to move on stops our lives. Is that fair enough....why ofcourse its fair. Its the basic right of a strong character to survive and the innane quality(good or bad I am no one to say) of timidity to lose and fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this has been a dose enough to carry on for long. These are just my views....you might see something different...but comments can be made by anyone. So I am just hoping for the best :) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-3649309657950637433?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/3649309657950637433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=3649309657950637433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/3649309657950637433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/3649309657950637433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/09/am-i-negative.html' title='Am I Negative?'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RvXkUlHbalI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QgMSPexz5LQ/s72-c/negative+thoughts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-3409499592570996205</id><published>2007-09-10T12:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:37:47.241+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Decision making</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukZ8-R-YyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BUAqeGyc_Co/s1600-h/Thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukZ8-R-YyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BUAqeGyc_Co/s320/Thinking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109643787529773858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it becomes difficult to decide upon something we usually take the last word that our mind speaks. Do we ever think of deciding what our heart says? Most of the times it is our heart that takes the wiser decision. May be you will find it the tougher way to go, more struggle, more unhappiness but that keeps you close to your folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its your decision. Spontaneity in decision making will tell you the kind of decision maker you are i.e. you go by heart or your mind/head. Till then keep thinking...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-3409499592570996205?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/3409499592570996205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=3409499592570996205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/3409499592570996205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/3409499592570996205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/09/decision-making.html' title='Decision making'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukZ8-R-YyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BUAqeGyc_Co/s72-c/Thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-7772659341044691929</id><published>2007-09-06T10:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:49:10.968+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Be Right Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rt-M-LlniCI/AAAAAAAAACk/6H8EP4zr6vE/s1600-h/Yaadein017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rt-M-LlniCI/AAAAAAAAACk/6H8EP4zr6vE/s200/Yaadein017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106955502351779874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEWW.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after a long time it seems I am back at blogging. Not that I did not want to make posts but just that I was too busy at office with other stuff. More than a months time and loads to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend joined the same office this week. I hardly get a chance to see her face though. So I use the Yahoo Messenger to see her face. Hey that snap was taken by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th September was the birthday of Dr. S Radhakrishnan. However we celebrated the birthday of the leader in our office. Poor soul he seemed to be really busy, but he managed to take his time out to cut the birthday cake of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I am concerned there are loads of concern here. Its difficult for people around me to understand me. Few have terrible problem making me understand and I have a harrowing time letting people know me. Know a Pisces you will understand the psyche. Keep up with me....hope to come up with something more interesting next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-7772659341044691929?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/7772659341044691929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=7772659341044691929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/7772659341044691929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/7772659341044691929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/09/be-right-back.html' title='Be Right Back'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/Rt-M-LlniCI/AAAAAAAAACk/6H8EP4zr6vE/s72-c/Yaadein017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-2314044085778658900</id><published>2007-07-21T15:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:47:18.200+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Uneven realisation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukaxOR-YzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z1sEOidc28k/s1600-h/Indecisive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukaxOR-YzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z1sEOidc28k/s320/Indecisive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109644685177938738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each day is a new start....unbelievable things happen and you do not realize that you are actually leaving yourself much behind to pursue the future. I named this post as uneven because I am still groping in the dark to untangle the knot in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't a person realize when he or she is harming his or her future? When we are in the present either we decide without knowing its future implications or we commit by impulsive mode of character. Only in the future do we go ahead and look back to find that half of the life that we have spent, has been wasted. Its in human nature to work hard now to reap the profit later but in the din of the present day we do not realize that the most precious moments are the ones that we are spending now. The future depends on the present and the present on the past. Its like a tree that grows its shoot, then branches and then the leaves. Each part of the tree is dependent on the other so is each phase of our life dependent on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very very human to make mistakes but as it  is said "as you sow, so will you reap", our mistakes do not leave us. Yes, but it is prudent to move on in life. It is one single life that God has given and therefore the utilisation should be perfect else we keep paying the price for it. A rotten present is detrimental to a secure future. However once we get a grip we succeed in pulling ourselves together. It is necessary to see ourselves from the eyes of another. It helps to judge impartially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not find any clarity of thought or a stream of consciousness in the way I wrote all this but I admit that this is a caricature of my realisation that life plays all sort of games......its on us to decide whether we be the player or the spectator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-2314044085778658900?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/2314044085778658900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=2314044085778658900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/2314044085778658900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/2314044085778658900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/07/uneven-realisation.html' title='Uneven realisation'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukaxOR-YzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z1sEOidc28k/s72-c/Indecisive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-613380510604391531</id><published>2007-07-20T16:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:43:40.820+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just Like That</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It has been more than a month that i have actually tried or thought about writing a post. I thought about changing the way I think while writing. I mean why only finance and fun???? I can always go ahead write things that are happening all around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Shall I talk about my hometown? Kolkata is a wonderful place, the city of joy, warmth of people, the bengali rosogollas etc etc. However, many would not admit the coarser version of the same city. The atrocious drainage which leads to flooded streets during monsoon. There is a major part of the population who survive on the pavements. Nobody has ever thought about a shelter for them. During the monsoon floods, these people face the most severe crisis. Why only them? Talk about people living in concrete houses, they are restricted to their beds sometimes just because water has oozed into the ground floor of the construction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Since the past (God knows how many) few years the corporation has been correcting the problem. However we still do not see any proactive solution to it. Only after three days of severe water logging and incessant rainfall, bringing the politicians down on the streets, the Govt. used their pumps to suck water out of the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukbNeR-Y0I/AAAAAAAAADE/aCi4z9x7mh0/s1600-h/Rainy+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukbNeR-Y0I/AAAAAAAAADE/aCi4z9x7mh0/s400/Rainy+Day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109645170509243202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The effects were not limited. Broken streets, damaged houses, transport problem, dirt, all together made the city look like a newly formed junkyard. Thats how the Govt has planned our future and these are the aspects we bank upon. How safe is the future.....our present decides it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So now its on the concerned people who has to either let go or save our lives.&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/1990447912209182669-613380510604391531?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/613380510604391531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=613380510604391531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/613380510604391531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/613380510604391531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-like-that.html' title='Just Like That'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukbNeR-Y0I/AAAAAAAAADE/aCi4z9x7mh0/s72-c/Rainy+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-1949488951439153266</id><published>2007-06-18T11:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:52:39.504+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Learning</title><content type='html'>Learning, always is a new experience. I learn everyday and try to implement what I learn in my day to day life. Managing your expenses is quite a tough job. Getting out of the student life when you survive on pocket money, into an independent professional life is a big leap. Managing the finance is necessary. I learn a new lesson almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to travel a lot before I reach office. I have fixed expenditure while coming but while returning I use a different route. So expenses vary. What I have done in order to discipline my expenditures, I have fixed a budget for my monthly travel expenses.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukdTOR-Y2I/AAAAAAAAADU/tC2-a-lcGYc/s1600-h/Yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukdTOR-Y2I/AAAAAAAAADU/tC2-a-lcGYc/s400/Yo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109647468316746594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I wont exceed that but if I do I need to curtail other costs. That might take a toll on my over-eating habit :).  On a serious note I keep my structured expense calculation in a spreadsheet over my mail. Or you can try the desk top as well. Being calculative does not harm. I will keep calculating till I become a billionaire and then MIGHT think of spending without thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-1949488951439153266?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/1949488951439153266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=1949488951439153266' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1949488951439153266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1949488951439153266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-learning.html' title='New Learning'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukdTOR-Y2I/AAAAAAAAADU/tC2-a-lcGYc/s72-c/Yo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990447912209182669.post-1813591442998538516</id><published>2007-05-31T15:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:47:03.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Debt Tangles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Being in knee deep debt is comparable to that of an unfortunate who has slipped into a gorge. This is a very big issue in our lives. Even for the simplest of purchases we use our credit cards and slowly but steadily get entrapped in multiple debts. However it is very easy to keep yourself from being a victim. Use thy grey matter. Do not go ahead and use credit cards for impulsive purchases.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukcA-R-Y1I/AAAAAAAAADM/yaQh9xfZOtg/s1600-h/plastic+money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukcA-R-Y1I/AAAAAAAAADM/yaQh9xfZOtg/s400/plastic+money.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109646055272506194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Restrict yourself to your ATM cards, debit cards, try and pay cash when it is within your limit. Extravagant lifestyle is not to be lived on credit. You earn, you deserve. You do not have the capacity, then do not indulge yourself. Once already in debt try not to overspend. Pay off your previous accounts and then implement a proper budget to manage your finance. Simple as that. Manage life with elan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990447912209182669-1813591442998538516?l=kinkini1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/feeds/1813591442998538516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1990447912209182669&amp;postID=1813591442998538516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1813591442998538516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990447912209182669/posts/default/1813591442998538516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinkini1.blogspot.com/2007/05/debt-tangles.html' title='Debt Tangles'/><author><name>Kinkini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08213907313729105652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGxxplSq7iY/RukcA-R-Y1I/AAAAAAAAADM/yaQh9xfZOtg/s72-c/plastic+money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
