<?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-20296075</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:45:23.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Scribblings of my Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>A canvas to put all my scattered thoughts and weave them into something readable, understandable and ofcourse enjoyable.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-5659141424843635482</id><published>2007-05-11T05:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-11T05:45:29.023+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chennai Calling....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wait has come to an end and I would be heading to Chennai to start my work. A new place, a new culture, a new language, a new work and new friends to look forward to.... I would not say that blogging would stop, but yes for definitely there is an indefinite pause... Hopefully I will come back soon to blogging leisurely but for as of now its Chennai Calling for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-5659141424843635482?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/5659141424843635482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=5659141424843635482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/5659141424843635482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/5659141424843635482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2007/05/chennai-calling.html' title='Chennai Calling....'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-8228644482513157946</id><published>2007-05-07T14:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:22:29.620+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kula Shaker - Govinda!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Govinda Jaya Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gopala Jaya Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Radha-ramanahari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Govinda Jaya Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Narsingadeva Jaya Narsingadeva (twice) (repeat verse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gaura Gaura Gaura Hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gaura Hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prabhupda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Govindam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Purple Haze would ring a bell to the people of Bangalore and specially the pubites of Bangalore. I happened to be at this place yesterday giving company to my friend and then I hear this song being played by the DJ. I was startled by the lyrics of this song and the way this Brit band had put it together. Well the lyrics are posted and you wouldn't want to miss out on the song too so try the link given below to download the song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/18f8cca9-9607-4547-818f-bba8450b3b62/Kula-Shaker---Govinda"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.esnips.com/doc/18f8cca9-9607-4547-818f-bba8450b3b62/Kula-Shaker---Govinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apparently this song is played at the very famous ISCKON Temple....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-8228644482513157946?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/8228644482513157946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=8228644482513157946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/8228644482513157946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/8228644482513157946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2007/05/kula-shaker-govinda.html' title='Kula Shaker - Govinda!!'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-8066258278291021448</id><published>2007-05-04T16:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:59:18.101+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blah-Blah-Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was thinking about my MS Finance days and suddenly this struck me which put a smile on my face. There are many instances which bring smile to my face but this has come from "The Vault", meaning one of the easily forgettable ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I, Anisha and Sanjay make a very nice little group and believe me whenever we come together, there is something bound to happen. Well I'll let you know about those incidents sometime later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This happened during our exams, and suddenly I was frustrated that I am learning accounts ( I dont like Cost Accounting) and specially belonging from the Science fraternity, learning this subject became even more boring. I started abusing the subject and reason for which was everything was so stereotyped. I did not like the fact that accounts is done as said in books and there is no way you can apply your mind to it, unlike science which teaches you to discover, invent and innovate. I dont say that the field of commerce does not have innovation, but definitely not what Science offers. Continuing, the moment I said this, the two people who were studying with me in the same living room could not digest the fact and there started a debate on this topic (Anisha and Sanjay are from Commerce backgrounds, so you know full feeling for both of them). I was one man standing firm on my points and the other 2 stalwarts bent upon proving me wrong. Blah-Blah-Blah.... At the end of the day there was no conclusion on the debate and ultimately we 3 realized the waste of time and got back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you ask me even now I feel the same, so no point arguing I guess. All-in-all it brought a smile on my face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-8066258278291021448?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/8066258278291021448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=8066258278291021448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/8066258278291021448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/8066258278291021448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2007/05/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah-Blah-Blah'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-2612637567081253927</id><published>2007-05-03T11:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-03T12:06:21.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Feelings!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The countdown has begun for me, and I have to start a new life altogether at a totally different place. I am talking about my joining with a company for which I have been waiting for atleast 2 months now. All this while I was at home, trying to find out what to do every single day and somehow managed to complete each day till now. I am definitely excited to go back to where I belong to, to start using my knowledge, to contribute something to the organisation for which I would be working for and keep myself occupied with 'work' which all my other friends are into and are absolutely busy. Looking at the flip side I have also started thinking rather feeling, that I would be deprived of all the luxuries of home. I was the king at home, could do anything at anypoint of time which I liked to do the best but as the course of life continues all those things are the experiences to cherish for a long time. Well I am very eager to go ahead and start a new beginning at the same time feeling sad for having to leave my home soon and get into the the work life for rest of my life. Suddenly I am feeling that these 2 months were very short and the remaining few days will finish all what I have enjoyed so far, only to end up at WORK for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coming to another thing which is haunting me all the time is whether I would be able to maintain the same kind of relationship with all my friends which I have been doing all these years. When I see my friends working so hard I am scared of getting into the same kind of routine. I am not worried about working hard but yes worried about not being able to spend that same amount of quality time which I used to. I am not sure of the work pressure, but I am getting prepared for sparing time for my friends (provided if they have too) and feel I am not in the process of forgetting people and behave like strangers when met. I really hope all of us find out time for each other and get back those quality times which we used to spend together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-2612637567081253927?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/2612637567081253927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=2612637567081253927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/2612637567081253927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/2612637567081253927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2007/05/mixed-feelings.html' title='Mixed Feelings!!'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-6491923730247414467</id><published>2007-05-01T14:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-01T14:06:54.896+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I never knew I had so many Qualities!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Seven Deadly Sins!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well there you go, finally I have been given this graph to understand myself with the help of some questions which were asked about me. I believe I agree to most of these sins.... Give it a try, you'll enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 94px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 76px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #220011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 46px; background: #330077;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #220011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 52px; background: #330077;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #110022; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 16px; background: #110099;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #110022; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 20px; background: #110099;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 72px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-6491923730247414467?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/6491923730247414467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=6491923730247414467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/6491923730247414467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/6491923730247414467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-never-knew-i-had-so-many-qualities.html' title='I never knew I had so many Qualities!!!'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-115191790547271757</id><published>2006-07-03T14:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:41:45.483+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Strange</title><content type='html'>Aaahhh!!! finally I finished my internship and was getting prepared to finish lot of things related to it and wanted to complete it with perfection. Many a times I used to think that I have to follow a "To-Do" list which was never implemented but this time around without my concious effort I started scribbling on a notepad about the work which I had to do on that day and amazingly sorted out in sequence as to what should be done first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lab&lt;br /&gt;2. Printouts&lt;br /&gt;3. Replace&lt;br /&gt;4. Office&lt;br /&gt;5. College&lt;br /&gt;6. Collect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After following such a nice 'to-do' list I was very satisfied but again I know my self so very well that this will never be implemented again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog this down so that atleast I feel proud of myself sometimes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-115191790547271757?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/115191790547271757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=115191790547271757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/115191790547271757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/115191790547271757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2006/07/strange.html' title='Strange'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-115173341686329342</id><published>2006-07-01T11:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-01T11:26:56.873+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Refined or Redefined?</title><content type='html'>When asked about Children:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your children are not your children.&lt;br /&gt;They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.&lt;br /&gt;They come through you but not from you,&lt;br /&gt;And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.&lt;br /&gt;You may give them your love but not your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;For they have their own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You may house their bodies but not their souls,&lt;br /&gt;For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.&lt;br /&gt;For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.&lt;br /&gt;The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.&lt;br /&gt;Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;&lt;br /&gt;For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Last nite I was reading "The Prophet" by Khalil Gibran and after going through the above lines, I just can't describe what I felt, made lot of sense to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-115173341686329342?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/115173341686329342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=115173341686329342&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/115173341686329342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/115173341686329342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2006/06/refined-or-redefined.html' title='Refined or Redefined?'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-115165059460980547</id><published>2006-06-30T11:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-30T12:26:34.620+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A long Journey</title><content type='html'>I dont remember when did the journey start but it started long back,&lt;br /&gt;A never ending journey is envisaged in front of my eyes and I see no way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every new day I am waiting for this journey to end, the more I wait, the more it lengthens...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-115165059460980547?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/115165059460980547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=115165059460980547&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/115165059460980547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/115165059460980547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-journey.html' title='A long Journey'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-114510928795686468</id><published>2006-04-15T19:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-29T16:14:43.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Mouse Hunt: A Learning Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally it was time to comeback from a good vacation after our weary exams. Standing at the railway station I had no clue about what kind of hardships I would come across while trying to get into a summer internship, one thing was for sure that the coming days would be fun (well you never know). Well somewhere in my mind I had decided that I will come out productive and was eagerly looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come sweet home which had been left alone for 10 days, did not expect the first hardship right around the corner. A teeny-weeny brown coloured &lt;em&gt;"jerry"&lt;/em&gt; runs over the mattress half folded on the ground, tries to climb the cot, reaches to the top in a jiffy and suddenly ends up finding itself again back to ground, tries to runaway and hide from the monsters who just arrived watching it like spectators and finally achieves its goal succesfully&lt;em&gt;. Learning: "Try try till you succeed"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this small incident we were fast asleep, never thought on whether our little friend would trouble us again and we completely forgot about it, though we had it in mind that we wanted to chase &lt;em&gt;jerry&lt;/em&gt; out in the same manner it had entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Venu...Venu..." I heard a voice, waking me up saying "dude its late we have to go to office, get up and get ready" the thought of going late to the office woke me up and I went to the bathroom only to find out our little friend swiming in a small &lt;em&gt;bucket&lt;/em&gt; 1/4th filled with water near the &lt;em&gt;pot.&lt;/em&gt; I just could'nt believe that our friend was enjoying a cold water bath in this heat and suddenly the dirty mind started working to catch hold of the mouse and let it away from our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held the bucket in utmost care and walked very slowly outside the room just to make sure that &lt;em&gt;Jerry&lt;/em&gt; does not pop out and land on my chest or anywhere for that matter and as soon as I reached the gate I threw the water away only to see the mouse happily sprinting. I was happy with the feeling of satisfaction of seeing the ugly thing out of my place, had a nice shower. &lt;em&gt;Learning: "If you have an oppurtunity then grab it, otherwise someone else will take your chance"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blogged this because I always feel that something, someway and somehow in life teaches you something and everyday is a new learning for a new beginning.... Like my Mouse Hunt !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to keep you updated I just found out that &lt;em&gt;Jerry&lt;/em&gt; has come back with vengeance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learning:"Don't count your chickens before they hatch"... Cheers!!&lt;/em&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/20296075-114510928795686468?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/114510928795686468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=114510928795686468&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/114510928795686468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/114510928795686468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2006/04/mouse-hunt-learning-experience.html' title='The Mouse Hunt: A Learning Experience'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-113785143267208727</id><published>2006-01-21T18:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-21T19:36:43.896+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>"I am thinking of joining Guitar classes" but never joined it, never understood the importance of that thought of learning Guitar. Now I feel like playing "Sultans of Swing" and regret of the ignorance taken at that time of life. Its easy to say that "lets live the way as life wants us to" not knowing that decision was taken by us to lead that way. Life plays a game which we are not aware of all the time and we dont have a planning as such to evade it and then comes in the feeling of "Why am I so indecisive" blaming circumstances to self. Confusion creeps in when you know the options available are very much to our liking but cannot take a decision thinking about the loss of not choosing an alternative. Negative thoughts are always the ones which win over the positves and decision making becomes so damn difficult. "Be practical, be practical" actually meaning to say allow your brain to take the drain, heart eventually oozes out blood, decisions become confusions and there you see the difficult phase of life. The heart never stops intervening with anything and we have to take steps as heart says because we are human beings and have "feelings". Decisions taken by the mind is always bold and heart always has the gutsy feeling of missing out on something which is very dearer. Giving a chance to the brain to make decisions is not a bad option and would like to do it this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-113785143267208727?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/113785143267208727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=113785143267208727&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/113785143267208727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/113785143267208727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2006/01/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296075.post-113584674019170565</id><published>2005-12-29T14:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-29T14:29:27.416+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tension - All of us have it</title><content type='html'>There is always something which is running in my mind which keeps me aloof from everything... May be thats what is "Tension". In physics "Tension is a force. It is an external stress tending to pull an object apart", now is that what happens to our minds as well? Is it really a force or an external stress which pulls or separates you from your true self? I have always been thinking about tension and how people tend to change in their behaviour (not intentionally though) when they are stuck on something and it seems like the world is coming to an end, coz there are no solutions at near sight. Everyone of us have tensions and I am not left out either, I keep looking for some questions which are unanswered and I am sure I would get them at the right time during the journey of my life. I believe in God and when I dont find answers, I leave it to him, he's the one who will show me the path. May God Bless you all !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20296075-113584674019170565?l=venu-gopal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/feeds/113584674019170565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20296075&amp;postID=113584674019170565&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/113584674019170565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20296075/posts/default/113584674019170565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venu-gopal.blogspot.com/2005/12/tension-all-of-us-have-it.html' title='Tension - All of us have it'/><author><name>Venu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15978088780685670129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvQsJpVQzUg/SeP87IxkeiI/AAAAAAAAC2A/WpXwsTNGbxY/S220/100_0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
