Mr. Washington

George Washington, the first President of the United States of America, is considered to the Father of his nation, for he was the leader of the revolutionary struggle for American independence from the British colonial rule. Like Gandhiji, Washington was also a lover of truth. When he was only a boy, he admitted chopping down his father’s cherry tree, saying Father, I cannot tell a lie.

Washington’s achievement in uniting the diverse elements which formed the U.S. earned him this unanimous encomium from his countrymen: First in war, first in peace and first in the hearts of his countrymen.

Addiction to principles was Washington’s forte.

To be prepared for war is one of the most effective means of preserving peace. Cultivate peace and harmony with all nations. When he took over as President of the U.S., he said whatever we do will serve to establish a precedent and hence these precedents should be fixed on true principles.

Once when George Washington was out riding with some friends, one of the horses kicked off some stones in a farmer’s rock fence.

Washington told his colleagues to better replace them.

Oh! Let the farmer do that, they laughed.

Washington dismounted and carefully replaced the stones on the fence.

You are too big to be doing that, a friend remarked.

On the contrary I am the right size, replied Washington.

This is an extract from the book The Great Ones.

Lincoln: My DREAM

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Bagh Day

The debris-laden garden was the venue of a peaceful public meeting held to protest the martial law imposed by the Lt. Governor of Punjab, Michael O' Dwyer. Just after the meeting had begun, Dyer marched in at the head of 50 soldiers. He stationed his men on either side of the entry and without a word of warning opened fire with machine guns on the people. For ten full minutes while the trapped Indians screamed for mercy the soldiers fired 1,650 rounds. The result was a stampede. Many jumped into a well in the garden while others tried to scale the walls to get out. Convinced that he had done a "jolly good thing" Dyer withdrew leaving the wounded and the dying to fend for themselves.

The Jallianwala Bagh lies in the heart of the walled city of Amritsar and at the heart of our struggle for independence. For it was bagh, in the holiest city of the Sikhs, on a day sacred to them as the birth anniversary of the Khalsa April 13, 1919, that a massacre involving the killing of hundreds of unarmed, defenseless Indians was ordered by Brigadier-General R.E.H. Dyer. This was a turning point in the history of Anglo-Indian relations, more decisive than even the first war of independence. A committee was formed with Pt. Madan Mohan Malaviya as president to raise a memorial to perpetuate the memory of the martyrs.

The bagh was acquired from the Jallewala sardars on August 1, 1920 but the actual construction of the memorial had to wait until after Independence. Dr. Rajendra Prasad, India’s first President on April 13, 1961, inaugurated the monument, and befittingly named the Flame of Liberty. The central 30-foot high pylon, a four-sided tapering structure of red stone standing in the midst of a shallow tank, is built with 300 slabs with the Ashoka Chakra, the national emblem, cast on them. On all four sides of the pylon the words, In memory of martyrs, 13 April 1919, is inscribed in Hindi, Punjabi, Urdu and English. Bullet holes are carefully preserved under thick glass frames. The well, now enclosed holds no water, only coins tossed by those who come to pay homage. At the adjoining martyrs' gallery the Jallianwala Trust files have recorded details of condemnation that followed the massacre.

Dyer was unrepentant when the British Parliament passed strictures against him. The Lt. Governor of Punjab, Michael O'Dwyer was shot dead 21 years later in London by Udham Singh, who was executed within months. Udham Singh's portrait rests in the gallery with the famous lines from his trial inscribed below, “What greater honour can be bestowed on me than death for the sake of my motherland?”

2050: Closure

2050 for the past year and a half has been an amazing journey. Loved all earlier posts, but sadly it did not hit the mark, did not reflect the point we're trying to make.

For me 2050 means more than typical posts, 2050 is a landmark and a goal to achieve. And thus, we will be going on a short break. I will remove everyone from the member list.

For the rebirth, anyone interested in the genuine idea of blogging till the year 2050 and think that they can do it often (one a week) please do drop me a mail so that I can add you.

Thank you for all you support all this time. Memories will be cherished, writings will remain forever.

America, India and their role in global security

Today, the United States stands as a global colossus -- economically, militarily, and culturally. Yet even at this moment of unparalleled influence, the unipolar Pax Americana that emerged from the end of the Cold War is slowly being replaced by a multi-polar global order. This process may be slow, but it is inevitable.

With the rise of Asian powers like China and India reclaiming their historic place in the world economy, and as Europe integrates into a single economic bloc, the US will be forced to fundamentally re-think the very foundation of its foreign alliances that have served it so well during the Cold War. Similarly, the world will need to re-imagine its global institutions such as the United Nations and the North Atlantic Treaty Organization, which were designed for a world order that no longer exists.

More immediate than these longer-term shifts in world power are the threat of global terrorism, the spread of weapons of mass destruction, and the looming environmental degradation � that already pose a clear and present danger to our way of life.

It is because of these challenges, both near-term and long-term, that this column argues America must reach out for new allies, and that its focus must expand from Europe to Asia.

Today Asia is home to half the world's population, and is witnessing dramatic economic growth. It also contains the world's most explosive conflicts. The arc of instability now stretches from the Middle East to North Korea. An America that is no longer the only truly global power should reach out to rising nations of Asia to secure not only its own interests but also to maintain global peace and security.

Within Asia, it is specifically to India that America should turn its focus.

Bound by common values of democracy and secularism, and challenged by the same forces of terrorism and fundamentalism, America and India are moving towards a remarkable congruence of interests, and importantly, pose no strategic threat to each other. Furthermore, both countries must recognise and accommodate the rise of China, arguably the biggest global political dislocation since the rise of the US itself.

It is hoped that China's rise will be peaceful and benevolent, but we cannot pretend to ignore it could also pose profound challenges to both countries. Such challenges may occur not only in terms of economic interests, but also in terms of core values such as democracy and the rule of law. As the world's largest democracies, a US-India security partnership will be vital to global security and stability as the world's balance of power moves from Europe to Asia.

We do not limit ourselves to advocating for a stronger US-India relationship in isolation. Our intention is to examine and explore all world events from the perspective of this nascent relationship, in the belief that a US-India partnership will serve as the foundation of a new global security paradigm.

This is not an argument for an expansion of NATO into Asia, particularly given Asia's colonial history. Nor do we argue that a 'European NATO' should be replaced by an Asian kind.

Europe is still important. But the days are gone when the free world was challenged by one single enemy as during the Cold War, with Europe serving on its front lines. Any new security understanding needs to be global in scope, and flexible enough to be able to respond to a myriad challenges, hence making the one-for-all formal alliance embodied in NATO impractical in the future.

Countries may respond differently to different threats, and the nature of cooperation should not be limited to a narrow definition of security. An example of the kind of global security cooperation that we will see more of in the future, occurred after the Asian tsunami, when the US, Indian, Japanese and Australian navies jointly coordinated a rapid relief effort until the United Nations was able to take over its responsibilities.

We believe global challenges require global solutions and that, ultimately, countries sharing the same values and challenged by the same threats will come together to ensure their common security. Accordingly, democracies across the world should be encouraged to contribute to such a globalised security understanding.

However, we believe it is the US-India partnership that must be at the core of any future global security structure. India, alone among the democracies of Eurasia, is continental in size, and has the potential to project a military force that can truly work in partnership with the US.

This piece is written unashamedly from an American point of view. Yet this column is not designed to be an intellectual exercise in strategic relations among Washington think tanks. Rather, it serves as a strong advocate for a US-India strategic partnership, in the firm conviction that such a partnership is critical for US long-term interests, and the foundation for a future global security paradigm. The inherent advantage to American and Indian interests makes such a partnership inevitable.

Source: Rediff.com

who is Middle Class?

very Often we hear about term Middle Class, Lower Class & Upper Class while talking about India. with Economy as indicator -- How can we define in measurable scale..!! with that Quest, I gather information to compiled this blog.

With a per-capita Gross Domestic Product (GDP) under US $1000, India is often regarded as a poor nation. Over 300 million Indians live with incomes comparable to the least in the world's other acknowledged poverty zone - sub-Saharan Africa. Moreover, the deep poverty of the country is borne unequally by lower income groups within this population. 46% of the income is accounted for by the top one-fifth of the people, while the lowest one-fifth accounts for only 8% of incomes. Even this breakdown presents only an incomplete picture; in fact the top 10% alone earns 33% of all income.

This large-scale deprivation has a curious companion - a grossly incorrect understanding of what the term 'middle class' means. The median family income in India is approximately Rs.4500 a month. By its conventional definition, the middle class includes families whose incomes lie between 75% and 125% of the median. Families with monthly incomes over Rs.6000 are thus above the 'middle class' line, and families earning more than Rs.8000 or 9000 a month are certainly among the top fifth of the nation. Still, among the urban salaried class that constitutes most of the audience for media outlets, many believe themselves to be members of the middle class. The view that they obtain 'middle class' incomes is widespread among many such families.

What's more, with proficiency in English largely confined to those who can afford private education, nearly everyone who can fluently say 'middle class families like mine' is almost certainly part of the India's economic elite.

Mudhal Payanam

Live the Dreams, Remember the Past

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[+] 6 More days for closure. 2050 Closing Down in 6 Days.

Little did i know!

Lightning struck my heart
When I saw you down the lane
Arrows of your sharp features
Pierced through my soft features
I was rooted to my place
As you occupied my heart’s empty space
you were nearing me
My heart was nearing to burst open
You smiled at me as you passed me
Making my heart hammer against me
I gathered myself together
And wondered if I will see you again
Little did I know

I saw u in the park bench
Buried behind newspapers
But I knew it was you
Coz my heart said so
I sat next to you
To see if you will smile again
That melts me allover again
Yes, you did smile
And made me fly a mile
‘Jogging’ u asked me
I nodded in reply
‘Can I join you?’ u asked me
I wonder what I told you
But we jogged all around the lane
Till the end of the lane
I gathered myself together
And wondered if I will see you again
Little did I know

You came everyday
We jogged everyday
In one of the jogging sessions
Came our confessions
I do not know if it was you who made it
I do not know if it was me who made it
But both of us knew it, that
I was the sister whom you lost
You were the brother whom I lost
In the tragedy 10 years back
I gathered myself together
And wondered how you recognized me
Little did I know
That a new face from a plastic surgery
Doesn’t hide my old face to you.


Zanychild
Driving people insane as always

Living...once life..

Over the years, our inbox were flooded with FWDs with speeches/articles of various personality from all walks of life (business executive, entrepreneurs, spiritually leaders, authors, celebrities,..) on this very topic - Life, whatz important in life? 100s-ways to lead happy life,?. with great appreciation of life, caring my past as memories, enjoying daily surprising experience as it comes, and with heavy baggage of culture/society thinking & belief, I continue my quest for better life - one with wisdom/knowledge/so called ways-to-lead-happy-life, while living a happy & exciting life...

Consistent contradiction of benefits of knowing too much vs. ignorance is bliss - its were is started. did ever gave hard thought about "Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life..".? in certain ways I couldn't compile to this rules(so-to-speak). my attempt was unsuccessful - in someways or not, I had too infact sometimes we all are influenced by our emotions. its very romantic to say "live your life and dont live in results of others thinking.." but practically we trapped in thinking for living for our loved ones(parents/friends/spouse/children/..) in someways. our purpose and sense somehow doesnt go beyond. reason may be many..limit of knowledge/sense-of-understanding, whatever.. but by pursuit what we interpret and implement(half-barked) results in isolation mentally/thinking/lifestyle/intellectually from our loved ones(parents/friends) because its takes our thinking away from what they know and believed in...result is: we lead complex lifestyle & perform balancing act between what we know and what we were taught.

Someways, I envy someone with ignorance(is bliss). if you dont know what you are missing you dont miss anything. I dont claim to be intellect, but an individual who would understands the difference. unfortunate/fortunate but I cannot avoid thinking:

• Much in life are directed by things preceding me, therefore out of my control.
• Our mind will somewhat be polluted by public discourse(/superego - the division of the unconscious that is formed through the internalization of moral standards of parents and society, and that censors and restrains the ego)...
• I cannot escape your emotions and it will always interfere with my sense of truth..
• Always been a major distortion between what I know, what I will be able to communicate, and what people will then understand.
• We are ultimately subject to forces beyond us, natural selection, laws of acceleration,etc.
• What people tell you or how others view you will inevitably affect you.
• You will sometime be subject to the needs of your containing vehicles: physical body, relationships, family, house, nation, car, etc.. and because of the nature of time, everything that persists requires maintenance.

it's hard to say whether I act based upon these dirty truths. perhaps, the proper way is to live in transcendence of these rules--i.e.. to keep up with an idealistic conception of life.

It's old adage, that for every answer there are two new questions. No matter how deep we penetrate any issue, or what we do to improve ourselves, our environments, our existence, there will always be an infinite number of steps before us. The process is one that never ends... as much as I hate to admit it, I love this game-of-life and cannot help thinking that's very reason why life is more exciting, and in those ugly truths all that it is reflected our wish to let it go on and on.

but then, may be its just me.. may be because of I am currently living in land of Socrates & Plato, may be I have too much of time, may be I am very happy man unnecessary complicating less complex life or may be only ugly, banal, truth is that happiness might be boring...

The Pit of Struggles

I woke up to a bright sunny…err… wait a sec….it isn’t bright or sunny….instead it is pitch dark...oh maybe I am sleeping still….’wake up sleepy head’….I open my eyes wide open, still it is pitch dark….I try to look at my watch…it shows 6 :00 am….then wat is the matter? Why is everything pitch dark….I look next to me to find that my mother is not sleeping next to me…where could she have gone? And I see three people clad in white approaching me…..I strain my eyes and adjust them to the darkness…and see the three figures clearly…one is a woman and the other two are men…they come to me
‘Welcome to the pit of struggles’ says one of the men who is slightly taller than the others
‘We r the 3 wise people of struggles’ says the lady with them
I blink….what the heck is happening around me?
‘I am the director of this pit, she is the managing director and he is the assistant director’ says the man who is shorter…
I blink once again and ask them if this is some king of a joke?
They then ask me to look above…over thousands and thousands of foot above me I see a small glitter….the lady tells me that, that is my goal in life…
I am confused….what goal….who are all these crazy people??
As if reading my mind…the taller man says…that is the goal I am supposed to reach in my life…and the purpose of my life…
I laugh out! What the hell….I myself do not know wat my goal is…and here are three people defining my goals??
I then say to them…I want to get out of this spooky place and want to return back home…
The lady smiles at me and says…that even they want the same thing to happen…and for that to happen she says I have to reach my goal….
Me ‘!!!?????’
What the hell is happening around me! Is this some kind of a fantasy movie?
How can I reach that goal which is thousands and thousands of feet above me I ask them?
They reply that, that is why I am here…in this pit…this pit of struggles…which has to be overcome with the torch light of hope, and they give me a small pen torch…
I give them a confused look, to which they say…this is the torch light of hope…
Err…excuse me….I say….
With this teeny weenie torchlight of hope I am supposed to reach that goal….up...Up …above me…
they nod and smile at me….
That is impossible….I cry
They smile for this too…
And say this torchlight will show you the way of light you have to follow….
But what if I do not want to reach my goal? I ask them
They reply that only those highly ambitious people fall into this pit at a certain point of their life!
I laugh that they might have been mistaken…I am not that ambitious person….
They laugh back saying…all my ambitions are deep inside me…I have developed them gradually when I grew up…without me realizing it…that they are aching deep inside me to burst out….and only if I reach this goal of mine will I be able to get back to my world satisfied …. There is no other way out of this pit…
I yell ‘What the heck?’…..only I did not use heck….I used the F word….all three people shake their heads and mutter ‘Kids these days…..’
I shout back saying I am not a kid….I am an 18 year old adult….and ask them to go to where they have come from…I do not want to climb up the pit- I shout…it is soo unfair…
They just look down at me….with I do not know….if it was a look of pity or sympathy….
I sit there for a few minutes…with these weird people….they do not seem to be going…and I finally give up…
‘Ok seems like I do not have an option’
They smile at me again….
They and their bewitching smiles…I mutter to myself!
I get on my feet….they ask me to hold on to the walls of the pit with both my hands…and feel the rock wall…and use the clefts in it to climb….
I blink….but I have to hold a torch also….how am I supposed to do that?…
They smile asking me to hold the torch in my mouth…
I just shake my head…saying why can’t they give me a rope…and what if I do not know how to climb…
They smile saying I will find a rope halfway through my journey….and they very well know that I know to climb...they have seen me climb on the pipes of my house to reach my room…when I return home late….
Oops…how long have these weird people been watching me…?
I question back…what about others who fall in this pit…who do not know to climb?
They smile… (That bewitching smile!!!)...When in the pit of struggles...worry only about thyself….they said.
I show them a face…and start climbing…cursing under my breath….and I heard them cheering for me from below…..I very much need it right now!!
And they shout at me to be aware of snakes and other dangerous things….
Yikess!
I fall down again….they hold me…and say ‘we only said beware…we did not ask you to shout and lose your grip…you can overcome everything that comes your way’
And they also tell me…if I fall back again….definitely a set of hands will be there to hold me….those are hands of my well-wishers…
I continue this journey….keeping a watch for snakes….and I fall many times….and I am caught every time by a set of hands… and it puts me back on my foot….and I notice that every time it is a different set of hands….once I felt them like the hands of my mother…I also find a rope….and after endless hours I reach the glitter I saw from deep down below….it is no longer a glitter…it is beaming at me with such ferocity that it blinded me…..it looks like a big space of light….as I went near it….it engulfed me…and I felt warm all around me…….’Ouch’ I banged my head somewhere…
I get up with a start…I have been sweating….where am I?….I look around and find that I am in my room, in my bed……I can hear my mother calling for me to get up….she says it is getting late for college…..I wonder if what I experienced was a dream….when something brushes against my arm….I look down…it is the torch light of hope!

Zanychild
Driving people insane as always!

Traction De la Prise

100+ Million blogs. What makes this interesting? NOTHING! And please, not everyone in the world likes cricket.

14 days. I'm pulling the plug, gonna redesign this site, gonna send out invitation only to interested people and only talk about how we are going to get to 2050!

So serious bloggers (part time/ full time/ whatever), mail me.

Thank you and Thank you for the wonderful 1+ year of support, it was not enough. Like I said, 100 mil blogs, what makes us good?

Emptiness!!!!!

A tiring day….
The sun has receded back to its home
It has brought darkness everywhere in a matter of a few hours
Suddenly the world is engulfed in darkness...
And small illuminated lamps lit up my street
There is the usual hustle and bustle in the streets
The occasional barking of stray dogs
the wails of children
The sound of buses and all sorts of man made transports
I try to focus again on ‘working capital’ decisions’
Nothing is going through my head…
I stare at the white wall before me…
I am filled with emptiness…
A blank feeing…
I try hard to concentrate…
It doesn’t work
I throw my books aside….
I hit the covers of my bed…
The ceiling of my room is pitch black
I stare I stare….
My breathing becomes ragged
I try to think…
What have I made out of myself?
Have I taken all the right decisions?
Am I in the right place where I am?
Have I made a mark?
Will I make a mark?
Would things be different if I had heeded everyone’s wish to take science?
Would I found satisfaction there-more than what I get in solving accounts?
Was I right in deciding that this is right and this is not right for me?
Would I be feeling empty now...even if I had taken science and gone to become an engineer?
Will I be able to prove to the world, that I had made a right decision?
Better, will I be able to prove it to myself?
All I want is to be the on the cream of excellence
Do I have the stuff for it?
Time alone will answer….
Time alone will make a mark for me…
but still why do I feel empty???
??????

Indian World cup Dream

THE DREAM OF WINNING THE WORLD CUP IS DEAD!!!

Ooh Aah IndIa...nO mORe iNDia

BREAKING NEWS:Indian team died...
The Indian team bus met with a major accident in Jamica, that the whole team as well as their coach and physiotherapist were spot dead in the major crash between the bus and the goods carrier on 23rd march 2007...this happened right before the start of the match..the accident happened when they were coming to the stadium.
A pity sight, and a great tragedy, that now the whole India is mourning.

Wait..wait a sec!

Then who played against Srilanka in the match yesterday?

Hmm.....good question...they were the duplicate Indian team which BCCI has setup to face such tragedies. The news of the accident came only today morning. Because the BCCI were sure that the Subcontinent will break lose..and there will be riots and chaos everywhere...

But they were mistaken...how could they expect a duplicate team to perform as well as our dear old Indian team! the country has broken lose due to their dismal performance!! That I am very sure that only a fit for nothing team could have played such a disastrous game!

But the bowling of our clone team was some what acceptable. It would have been better if the same was the case with the batting side! The players were fielding quite above normal Indian standards..i mean they were better...the were just jumping and flying...a very rare fielding activity seen by the normal Indian team..but I think they thought they were doing good..and suspected people suspecting them to be duplicates, that they messed up the batting!!











How else could star batsman Sachin get out for a Golden Duck..to be treasured for sure in his last worldcup match! and Ganguly...my goodness what happened to Dada..he was in great form...he went out for 7!...Yuvaraj's dismissal was our turning point...that run out..which totally knocked our luck....all because of the miscalculation and lack of attention from Dravid as to where the ball is!..and then comes Dhoni....gone for a Golden duck by LBW....wasn't LBW a part of Dada..only he used to get out by LBWs! And then the look Dravid gave..was a thing to be pitied..he stood helpless there in the ground....the fate was destined..'return back to India!!....No more cricket for you Dravid!!....you have let us Down' must have chanted again and again in his ears...then how else will the smooth, slow wall...with a cramp in his leg and with a by runner (highly unlikely of Dravid style)hit 4s continuously in one over....and get out the very next...then comes Harbajan....he is trying all sorts of stroke and by fluke hits a 6 and a 4!...munaf patel for his share hits a 4 and you must have seen the gleam in his eyes....why wouldn't he be gleaming..a 4 to his score in batting in the world cup...which is none of his area!..

After that, everything happened quick.....we were totally knocked out for 185!!..they showed the faces of the Indian team in the pavilion..total disastrous looks they had....completely they were lost and shocked...no one was talking..they were dumbstruck, they did not know what to do? they knew the welcome they were going to receive back home. they were aware of the frustration, and how much of their hard earned property was going to be damaged...it couldn't be helped..they were helpless...what has happened has happened..they are out of the world cup virtually....they could only pray that bermuda wins bangladesh...which has a probability of 1/10000....

In the end...no one died..it was just a game...with a luck on the other side...there is always a second chance for everything in life...a mother wont desert her child just because he/she is disabled. In the same way our Indian team is luck disabled..not talent disabled...it is not right to desert them...nor is it right to show our anger on their properties and effigies. In the end of the day....they have lost a game to a good side..and decent enough..it is not a shameful defeat....let us welcome them back with consoling hands.....let our support go with them wherever they go!! but we can do one thing....we can select a proper coach...Chappell has come to India only to kick them out of the worldcup!!He has to be penalized for coaching India so badly..and for creating all such tensions within the team, starting with Dada























Disclaimer: The first para is completely fictitious and is not written with any intention to hurt anyone!


Zanychild
Driving people insane as always

Banks of Tomorrow

The bank of tomorrow is already moving…towards community based services.

In UK: Zopa.com
In UK, Zopa contributes since March 2005 to the democratization of the banking economy and festival its second birthday. During these 2 years, Zopa called on 135.000 users impassioned who lent themselves money between them, without traditional banking intermediary.

Thanks to Zopa, the lenders obtained an average output of 6.75%. The borrowers could obtain advantageous interest rates (4,2% on appropriations at 3 years). The noted rate of average defect (borrowers not having been able to refund their loan) was not 0,2%, which much lower than what is noted in the traditional banking environment. Why? The social relations create a pressure by the pars which control the good relations within the community.

Also, Zopa is plans to move into US Market

In US: Prosper.com
In the US, the bank of tomorrow thrives with Prosper (180.000 members, 1 year of existence). Prosper, it is the eBay money. Prosper is a creator of confidence. A place of market of “social lending” can function only with the active participation and the enthusiasm of its members. The latter give a constant feedback: Zopa and Prosper work without relache with their community to improve their platforms uninterrupted.

Prosper is America's first people-to-people lending ... all » marketplace, and was created to make consumer lending more financially and socially rewarding for everyone. The way Prosper works is intuitive to people who have used eBay. Instead of listing and bidding on items, people list and bid on loans using Prosper's online auction platform. People who want to lend set the minimum interest rate they are willing to earn and bid in increments of $50 to $25,000 on loan listings they select. People who lend can easily diversify using "standing orders", which automatically make many small loans to different borrowers. It's a new asset class in investing. In addition to criteria commonly used by institutional lenders, such as credit scores, people who lend can base their decision on a borrowers' group affiliation. Groups on Prosper are critical to bringing people together for the common goal of borrowing at better rates. Groups earn reputations according to their members' repayment records. Groups with successful repayment histories should attract more lenders offering lower rates.

In the Netherlands: Boober.nl
The bank of tomorrow has just opened and has as a promise: “No banks, better deal”.

MicroFinance: http://kiva.org/
Kiva lets you connect with and loan money to unique small businesses in the developing world. By choosing a business on Kiva.org, you can "sponsor a business" and help the world's working poor make great strides towards economic independence. Throughout the course of the loan (usually 6-12 months), you can receive email journal updates from the business you've sponsored. As loans are repaid, you get your loan money back.

Cricket World Cup Prediction

notice this on Deepa's post
very interesting..

Year 1981
1. Prince Charles got married
2. Liverpool crowned Champions of Europe
3. Australia lost the Ashes
4. Pope Died
2 years later India won the world Cup!!!

Year 2005
1. Prince Charles got married
2. Liverpool crowned Champions of Europe
3. Australia lost the Ashes
4. Pope Died
2 years(2007) later will India win the world Cup???? .........



1982 Football World Cup won by Italy
1983 Cricket World Cup won by India


2006 Football World Cup won by Italy
2007 Cricket World Cup: INDIA ???

oOh aAh INDIA...OUCH it huRtS!

What did we ever do to deserve such a shameful defeat?
what happened to the men in BLUE...that they have now become a black shadow on us??
where did they go wrong?
are the allergic to the first match of the world cup?
were they overconfident?
what was the very reason that they lost badly to such a young bangladesh team?
aren't they ashamed?
do they realize the consequences of their poor play?
what is the use of having a squad which cannot face a situation?
chappel should be chappaled...why did he have to experiment with different combo of 11 before the worldcup..before focusing on a fixed 11..?
why did dravid support shewag?
the people are boiling with rage throughout the subcontinent
we had packed the men in blue with such love, pressure and confidence, that they repay us back with such gratitude...
shewag should either be kicked out of the team, or sent in the middle order...
sachin should focus more on his cricket...
dada is amazing..he is the odd one out of the team....but he cud focus on increasing his strike rate...
dhoni has to bashed up if he doesn't perform the way he is supposed to perform...
dravid must continue to be the wall....the wall broke big time yesterday...he mustn't let that happen....
we have a team which is a mix of young and experienced players..there are three players having more than 10000 odd runs...
there are efficient bowlers...who must become more focused....
it was a huge disappointment to watch the match yesterday....losing to bangladesh was totally inexcusable...
the joy on the bangladeshi team was radiant..of course it will be....they have defeated the MEN IN BLUE....it is a huge victory for them.....while it is a huge shame for us with a bigger magnitude.....they scored runs amazingly...the ball was flying....while for our team....i could not even imagine it..we were 154/4 and then 157/9.....!!!!!!!!....totally unpardonable...
the bangladeshi team has lost one of their young colleagues and were mourning for them....and played great..they showed determination..
while this was bad enough...the fate of pakistan was much much worse....they lost to furst time debutants Ireland by scoring a meager 130 odd runs....but the celebration of Ireland was enjoyable....they totally smacked the pakistanis sending them packing home!!
well...all is well and good.....let us try to be optimistic....past is past, nothing can be changed....the men in blue would have learnt their lesson the hard way....let us hope..they make an amazing come back in the next two matches..have a ravishing victory over Bermuda and Srilanka....and walk with their head held high into teh super 8...nothing is impossible for the men in blue..... still nothing can dampen our hopes on them.....let us pardon them and smoothen their ruffled feathers.....we will come back...show the world that we indians are not easy to defeat.....we are a nation with cricket as our religion...nothing can make us turn our back to the world cup!!
















I pray with whole of my heart that we will come back.....
ALL THE BEST TEAM INDIA!!
NOTHING CAN STOP US FROM GETTING THE WORLDCUP BACK HOME...
(don't ever make me rite a blog that is complete inverse of this one!)

What About Us That They Dont Like?

Excerpt from a local Newspaper:

What text messaging has done to literacy is well documented (or maybe not) but while the cellular masses have dumbed themselves down to lives devoid of vowels, the Internet revolution continues apace. There is now a place called the "blogosphere", touted by its denizens as a Utopia of freedom of expression.

In my opinion, what they’ve really done is prove why freedom of expression was a really bad idea. In this country, a host of folk who never had a hope of getting published are now proving why not.

The local blogosphere is the domain of life-challenged grumblestiltskins and disenfranchised pundits whose asinine maunderings only show why they should never have had day jobs in the first place.

Rumour, innuendo, half-truths and damned lies are their stock- in-trade, and previously sacrosanct standards, principles and ethics are now laughable.

Are they not entitled to their opinion? Of course they are, as much as everyone else is entitled to ignore them. I would venture, however, that everyone has an opinion and a rectum, and not that many seem capable of telling one from the other.

But no, it’s all good. Let a hundred thousand million flowers bloom; let all voices be heard, in however fractured language, whether or not they have anything pertinent to communicate or any information worth more than spittle to offer.

The stupidity of the person who wrote this doesn't hide the ingenuity of this article in the eyes of the world. By writing this, the person revealed, bare naked the skin and color of his masters and their gripes and their fear.

Does this show that people are afraid of the blogger movements, collaborations that the powers that be think can topple them, where mass flow of information can crack open any crevice that these scums of the world seems to hide their tyranny and let it percolate hidden until the bloggers play their game and end their days. Maybe now we can understand what political blogging, and the freedom of speech is all about.

is India's future success a Myth..?

recent article made me think is India's success story really Myth,,!? may be or may be NOT..

would recommend to read this before - Pankaj Mishra's "The myth of the new India" in The New York Times

While India is making significant strides in some areas thanks to opening up of its economy and a drastic change from a focus on agriculture and rural economy (an agenda of prior prime ministers) there is a lot that needs to be done. The current prime minister had been responsible for the economy change when he was the finance minister in an earlier administration.

One of the strongest things going for the India is its democracy "to the ultimate" - a country where it is possible to have a communist party take lead in some parts of India (something that cannot be dreamt in US). It is a democracy where the have-nots kick out technocrats in favor of communist party candidates - AND THAT IS TRULY DEMOCRACY!

Today, the strides made in India are focused on the educated elite - there is some trickle down affect - but not as much as desired. However these major strides have been in the past 16 years ONLY. What will the next 16 years bring about - I feel - A LOT. We have not given India enough time and one generation needs to pass before one can see significant changes at other levels.

There are still some remnant ills of past generations like, the caste system, poverty and poor distribution system - and not all have been fixed. But major strides are happening in all areas. Even
poor people see that their hope in a better life is in higher education, hence they are eager to give their children what they could not accomplish in terms of education. It will take a generation for those results to manifest. There is a VERY STRONG focus on education. Also notice nobody seems to talk about hunger in India. That has a lot to do with the distribution infrastructure and tech.

Investment is pouring in from all parts of the world. "Hi-tech" was focused on service oriented jobs, and now that has changed and a lot and VCs from the silicon valley and Europe are investing in the country - and so are big corporations.

Focus of the country has moved to nuclear energy for obvious reasons. Electric car manufacturers (like Reva) are beginning to taking a foot hold as well. India will be more nuclear than US because that is the only hope. I feel India is on the right track... give it time... it could end up exceeding China in the next generation.

When you hear about "hi-tech" in India, one thing that you do not hear about is "hi-tech" investment by the country in military. India will become a major power in economy AND military might.

Somethings to watch out for wrt India, will be its military might and to some extent Hindu fundamentalism. Why I say this, because ultimate power can bring about arrogance.

if you thinks Hindu fundamentalism, even though a weakling must be kept in check - and I feel it is under check for now. I don't expect Hindu fundamentalism ever taking a significant foot hold in India. Here is my hope: Hindu fundamentalists do get riled up because of other religions like Christianity and Islam trying to convert. Hindus do not have a branch in the religion that focuses on 'conversion to Hinduism' and that irritates many folks. The saying goes in Hinduism - "we do not want to or are even willing to convert you to Hinduism- don't do that to our people". One good thing going for Hinduism is its basic tolerance to other religions. Thanks to "Pantheism" they will worship any god of any other religions like Jesus Christ etc.

Should not surprise you that the Prime Minister is Sikh and the President is Muslim. Democracy and tolerance again. India narrowly missed getting a Christian prime minister.

There is a lot going on in defense technology. I would not be surprised it India is not working on Cruise missiles and Missile interceptors. They have neighbors that have not been very friendly in the north and the east.

Today, Indians are more free in India than Americans in US. You want Viagra you are free to get it without remorse or feel the the strong arm of a police state. Your life is not an open book to the
government like it is in US. Your finances are not 100% in the face of electronic tracking. I presume 50% of the economy does not show up on any books. It has its ills. Lack of proper taxation leads to
poor infrastructure. Flip side - the underground economy in completely legitimate products is capitalism to its ultimate.

My take: Give India another 20 Years. Many ills will be taken care of. It is a very good time for US to partner with India. India will not, ever be like China, a country to fear. It will be a very strong country, and will remain friendly and open.

India has a lot going for it in the realm of higher education.

It should not surprise you that the highest rated engineering school in the world is IIT and the highest rated Management school is IIM. Both tougher to get into than MIT and Wharton. Medical schools like AIIMS and CMC Vellore are not household names yet in US but they are names to watch, both with extremely tough standards. But these are schools you hear about. There are other schools as well, may not be as the well known, but still producing good human resources and in fairly good volume.

Give it time (and not too much either) India will surprise you and very fast.

India, with its rich culture, strong economy, friendliness and openness will be a country to envy.

Ahimsa Silk!

Thanks to BlueMoon for information about "Ahimsa Silk" - that is woven from a cocoon after the butterfly/moth has flown away from the cocoon so that the worms escape the dip in the fatal boiling hot pail of water. And kudos to Kusuma Rajaiah for this excellent idea of varying the silk retrieval technique slightly to reap the huge benefit of not having to kill thousands of silk worms! This Hindu article dated 3/6/2007 has the story about the inspiration behind Kusuma's invention, Mrs. Janaki Venkataraman, wife of the former President of India, R. Venkataraman. I commend her stand that led to this wonderful invention! "Ahimsa" - a perfect name too!

This surely is wonderful news for animal lovers, not so much because it opens doors to a guilt free wearing of the fine material, but the hope that some day, yes some day, there would be a total transformation in the silk industry to produce silk in this non-violent manner. Until the production of the Ahimsa silk is streamlined and produced in masses, the costs will probably remain prohibitive to become the mainstream silk production. And until such a day arrives, we will still be pained by the cruelty behind silk, fur and other animal based products.

But today, I join the many compassionate folks who care, in celebrating the "Ahimsa" silk and do hope that when you go shopping for this much fancied fabric, you would consider choosing the non-violent alternative!

Please visit the official website www.ahimsasilks.com for details.

MIT's I/O Brush

This is so awesome!



This is the MIT Media Labs I/O Brush. Amazing technology that uses movement, image and color recognition to paint a new world.

[+] MIT Tangible Media Group;[I/O Brush]

[+] I/O Brush

2006 Department of State Human Rights Report

Read the full report here and find out how your county fared.

On a related matter, US calls the Darfur genocide the worst crisis now, and still doesn't do anything about it. I think for sure they don't do anything about it because it doesn't involve oil, Israel and America. In a few years when it turns into a holocaust, the world will call it a holocaust level crisis and still never do anything about it.

[+] The report

Evoloution of Marriage [contd.]

This post is to bring to fore a very interesting theory put forward by Uma in addition to the 2 theories proposed in an earlier post.

She says

The theories you have posted are nice, but I think they are not strong enough, if you see it in the evolutionary point of view. Biologically the concept of ‘marriage’ is more favoring women than men. The basic animal instinct is to propagate their genes. For male, more they have sex, the chance of propagating their gene is more, but for women, she is fertile only 3days(even less) a month and even if she is successful in that period, she has to wait for another one year to reproduce again (after child birth etc.) So, naturally man worry about the quantity of partners he can get, but women more about the quality of the partner. If you see the sexual behavior of our ancestors, there were always fight between men to get their mating partner. The male have to prove their strength, to prove that their genes are worth and are the fittest to transmit to the next generation. Then why and when this concept of marriage came into existence?

The theory of “population control” is good, that can be justified biologically. The concept of marriage controls males and hence the population. But in nature always the sex ratio is maintained, so, the population control theory can be justified with an assumption that something terribly went wrong with the sex ratio.

But to have a women as a slave, might have evolved when man started being ‘lazy’ to fight with another male every time, when he wanted to have a mate. But to manage slaves is a big disadvantage for him. Also this is against the psychological evolution of men. Men’s psychology always makes him feel confident, only when he gets success after a fight by proving himself. So the “slave theory” favors only a smaller group of weaker men. So, biologically and psychologically marriage is a big compromise a men make and a big favor for women. Why the entire ‘male dominated’ cultures are favoring marriages? When we relax the cultural constrains (like in the western world) we can see less and less men are opting for marriage. I think there should be a stronger reason for the evolution of marriage. This comment is purely based on my readings and discussion I had with my fellow biologist. Please write if there are any flaws in my comment.

So do post your thoughts on the same.

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Marriage- The Evolution

I have two theories to propose as to how the current concept of 'Marriage' came about.

This Photo of a Marriage is from DeviantART done by SoundofSanity.



Both the theories are based on my reading and interactions and discussions i had with with people on the same subject.

Centuries back, there were tribes roaming this earth. They used to hunt for food and copulated when ever they felt like. As a result, the population increased. Food started becoming scarce.

There was one tribe leader who noticed this phenomenon. He came to a conclusion that for his tribe to survive, sex [As it led to a large number of children] should be controlled. Initially, he must have allowed 3 or more women for a man; which as time passed reduced. As of now, it stands in most places as one.

A picture depicting a tribe or tribes:


[Source:University of Texas]


Long long ago, tribes used to raid other tribes for jewels and precious things. And women used to be taken as slaves. More slaves implied that they had more wealth. By and by, a slave leader came to be. Probably the importance of the slave leader grew and grew and transmogrified into the 'wife'. [Women being taken as slaves and how the prominence of a 'single' slave grew is documented in Thorstein Veblen's 'The Theory of the Leisure Class']

This painting by Gustave Boulanger portrays a 'Slave Market' of olden times.

[Source:Wikipedia]


NOTE: Readers, if you have any other logical explanations, both accounted and unaccounted, please post them as comments.

LOVE IS BLIND

-dedicated exclusively to my sweet heart ‘Roger’!!

Oh my! I am falling in love, all over again. But still he is my ‘first love’. I drive him crazy. He makes me drive him crazy! He has been my constant companion in the past year. A year has flown. It is totally unbelievable. I saw him the first time when I was in my 11th std. Sleek, shiny, handsome and striking with his silver streaks he was. I wasn’t all over him at the first sight. He understood this, so he went to befriend my brother first. And I starter seeing a bit more of him when he accompanied me and my brother to the theatres, malls, to my grandma’s place, and very rarely to my college. He must have had a delight when he visited my college, it being a complete girl’s college.

Three years flew. Nothing great happened. Then my brother had to go abroad. So my brother acquainted me and him a bit more. We both started going out at times with my brother tailing behind us to see if everything is alright! Once my brother went abroad, it was celebration time for him. He has become mine. No more of my brother intruding us! He now accompanied me where ever I went. He used to wait patiently for me with love and concern in the rain and sun.

When I come out, he used to flicker at me with joy. At times he was angry with me; he wouldn’t come out with me. I would have to kick him hard and start him out of his lazy slumber to come out with me. Still I am grateful to him, that because of me he had to meet with an accident with another big macho man. But still he doesn’t grumble at me when he wears that scar that accident rewarded him. He wears that big white scar with pride and almost gleams at me!

There have been days, when he has been filthy and uncouth. There have been days he will have this rugged, unkempt look. There have been days when he looks like he has come straight out of the mud and dust. There have been days when he could not run properly, that he gallops like a horse as he is getting older. But always he will have that striking appearance, that makes him stand apart however filthy and dirty he is, and how much ever he gallops like a horse*. (*courtesy: my gang of friends)

Whatever happens, He is mine and will be mine forever. Yes. This entire blog is dedicated exclusively to my ‘Roger’. My sleek, shine, handsome, AY 8291 Scooty pep, black. He will be there with me and stand with me wherever I go. We have an amazing relationship. At times he may grumble to come out with me, but in the end he will definitely give in to my tantrums and start to accompany me wherever I go. Wherever I go he follows me. As long as he gets enough Air, petrol and oil to help him survive. He will be there for me.

Love you loads Roger

Zany child
Driving people insane as always.

The Economics of Advertisements

Advertisements is not an uncommon thing of today. We find it on all kinds of media and also in the very close proximity of our houses, on walls, buildings etc.


[Read about this ad here]

The business houses are not stingy in providing free goods along with the goods and services they supply. Do they have an impact on the choices, we, the consumers make? Do these advertisements affect our choices?

A research done by Montague, a neuroscientist, stated that the brand overrode the actual quality of the product.

To see if there is a high dependence between our choices and advertisements, read more here.

Who Killed the SOLO?

Why did the 10 minute solo become a 5 minute one?
Followed by the even more annoying 50 second one?
And now since the 5 seconder i stopped listening to em'

Is it just me or are the solos dying?

Most musicians, and i mean those aged 30 and above who actually experienced the golden years of music if not lived through them, feel that there aren't any good guitar players out there, let alone solos.. Ever since the arrival of RnB, HipHop, Rap, and Michael Jackson, the mainstream success of bands/guitarists has diminished. Now, even that wouldn't be too bad... but the skill/talent is also diminishing..... or isit??

Worse up. Many bands are giving too much importance to vocalists and not enough to drummers, bassists, and guitarists. It's considered corny these days to solo or to incorporate solos into your songs, and even if you think you must, the crowd/producers/who ever's involved cuts you down to within a minute....

Artists who were known for long solos, be it complicated or simple bends.. :

Jimi Hendrix

Jimmy Page, Led Zeppelin

David Gilmour, PinkFloyd

Eric Clapton

B.B. King

Steve Vai, White Snake, G3

Joe Satriani, G3

Frank Zappa, and The Mothers

Ritchie Blackmore, Deep Purple, Rainbow, Blackmore's Night

Stevie Ray Vaughn

Duane Allman, The Allman Brothers Band

Jerry Garcia, The Grateful Dead

Slash, Guns 'N' Roses, Slash's Snakepit, Velvet Revolver


And god Damn the list is endless... but the point i'm trying to prove is that, no guitarist, has shined or soloed like those mentioned above.. within the last 5 - 10 years. Every legendry guitarist's time of recognition was before the late 1990s.. not one has emerged after..

My theory on why the solo and guitar talent is fading.

• DRUM MACHINES.. killed the acousticity.. destroyed motivation

• Rise of RnB, Hip Hop and Rap genres of music albeit a different one but one which is killing rock music in general.. though i do appreciate some of the older rap, the one these days is from the bottom of the music pit.. yes you people listening to H***.fm are listening to S**T, may you die in agony... pah.
  
• Worse up, there is no encouragement for people to pick up a guitar for a living, every parent is urging their son/daughter to run into the corporate jungle where lions and tigers have suits these days, and where you climb a ladder for a living.. i mean what kind of life is that?!

Whatever happened to Sex. Drugs. and Rock n Roll.... well i intend to live that life, after i reach the top of the corporate ladder... or i might just start living that life right now....

So to all you people out there, i beg you to start playing an instrument, be it a fender or a piano.. just whatever.. even pearls.. just pick up and play.. who knows.. the next legend could be from our generation..

ah.. who am i kidding, 99% of us are nothing but brainwashed freaks who
think braces with shiny diamonds are cool..

On a lighter note, it was raining today, so i some how got a few Decent if not good pictures for your viewing pleasure.

And lastly as ever i leave you with todays song.. comfortably numb.. song is about 6 minutes with the solo being 2 - 3 minutes.. it comes inbetween and towards the end.. god damn this was the best solo ever in the history of music, yes its not fast but the technique is mind blowing and hence puts gilmour's solo on top of the top.

Come back solo... please ?

,\m/

25 years ago....

I got this is from my friend...


A program was ... a television show
An application was .. for employment
Windows were..... something u hated to clean
A cursor ... used profanity
A keyboard was ...a piano
Memory was..... something u lost with age
A CD was... a bank account
If u unzipped in public u went to jail
Compress was something u did to garbage
A hard drive was a long trip on the road
Log on was adding wood to fire
A backup happened to your toilet
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
Cut.. u did with scissors
paste.. u did with glue
A web was a spiders home
A Monitor was some one who used to keep watch on classmates in absence of teacher or
A Monitor was class (School's)representative
A Desktop was desk's top surface.
And a virus was the flu!!

Hobbes is real and lynyrd skynyrd is dead

This is the first time i'm posting up here so be nice =D

Every day there's a newspaper in my house i read it. Calvin and Hobbes. These Guys are THE BOMB, the hotstuff, whatever you chose to call it. They're brilliant and so is they're creator Bill Waterson. For those of you who still don't know bloody ignoramouses Calvin and Hobbes is a comic strip, and NO its not a STUPID COMIC... it's a comic STRIP.. a WORLD of a difference.

These Strips not only handled childish behaviour but also politics, death and consumer rights.

Calvin's a six years albeit a very smart one, who has a vocabulary as vast as the Sahara.

He feels the world's out to get him and is very anti social except with his Tiger Hobbes and the girl next door Susie Derkins.

The question of hobbes existance is one of long fought debates. The fact is, it doesn't matter whether hobbes is a real tiger, a stuffed one, or simply calvin's imaginary friend. It just matters that the character is there and his existance is more on a deeper plane of understanding rather than physical.

Now i leave you with some Famous Strips, Enjoy.

Recently, i've found my self interested in amateur photography, and the below are two of my best so far i've taken.

The first is called Reflections, for Obvious reasons. It's just a tumbler and me reflected innit.

However with a DSC P150 sony, life's pretty tought because 90% of pictures are blurred in the Manual mode. Sad..




This one below, correct me if'm wrong, is taken with a slow shutter and a quick flick of the wrist. Very, ' tres chic' non?

Am i avant-garde yet??

Lastly, here's a song i love, "sweet home alabama" a blues/southern rock anthemn by ever green

Lynyrd Skynyrd

The band is divine and not in a holy sense. They're casual riffs and bluesy piano blend so perfectly it makes me cry to think that 3/4 of the band, including lead singer johnny van zant died in a horribly plane crash.

SONG REMOVED : SWEET HOME ALABAMA by LYNYRD SKYNYRD

The limits of communication

We write. We talk. We communicate in all ways possible. What do we want from this? Don’t we want the listener or the reader to get the feel of the ‘actual experience’ we had?

Language is an important medium of communication and perhaps the most significant one of all. It was introduced so that humans could communicate their emotions, ideas and feelings. Has the objective been achieved?

Yes. The feelings have been communicated. The ideas conveyed. And emotions expressed. If this is what we want from it, then ‘language’ has been successful.

But, if we wanted or desired the others to get the ‘actual experience’, and if we had tried hard to convey that (Either by writing, painting or music) then we will have failed. This is so because ‘our experiences’ cannot be shared by anyone else. It refuses to be shared.

And the closest we can come to it is through art-through expression. The ‘blogs’ tries it’s best to convey the ‘author’s emotions’. At times, few readers come close to it. Some readers wander off. Some get an opposite emotion. Basically, it all boils down to the perceptions of the readers.

Smiling-My remote DREAM!

People say I no longer smile. I have completely lost it, my smile I mean, my brains are still intact. When and where did I lose my smile?

Was it when wars broke all over me? Was it when terrorism and terrorists became rampant in my place? Was it when due to the need of water I was malnourished, and my stomach rumbled resulting in destructions all over me? Was it when 3/4^th of the water in my body engulfed the other 1/4^th in the name of tsunami? Was it when Katrina dumped me and blew across me with such ferocity? Was it when I could not provide sufficient space to my expanding people resulting in poverty? Was it when the governments ruling my countries have become shamelessly corrupted and selfish? Was it when deadly diseases like AIDS and Cancer thronged their heads among the masses of my people? Was it when educational institutions’ became profit making institutions? Was it when medical services became minting money services rather than a noble service? Was it when people like Sadam Husain were once let to rule a country? Was it when innocent lives were taken, but corrupt and evil people like Osama Bin Laden were let to live? Was it when my next generation youngsters- the dream of the future started to follow the footsteps of such evil people? Was it when people in the name of religion started fooling others? Was it when it was no longer safe for little children to go out and play, due to the existence of such Noida serial killers? Was it when the amount of people committing suicide hit enormous figures? Was it when people could no longer live in harmony with others? Was it when materialistic satisfaction became more important to people than the concern for others? Was it when people started eating, drinking and living on money? Was it when God remained a silent visionary to all those happening around him?

Aren’t these plenty enough reasons for me to lose my smile? And are you thinking why I have lost my smile? Because, I am none other than ‘the World’. The poor, helpless world that, bears the extreme consequences of the above actions.

Will I smile in the future? It solely depends on you people and only you. Learn to make me smile. See me smile and blush, and I promise you that will be the most enriching, priceless experience in your life. It is a moment you wouldn’t forget. So work harder. Make me smile. Make my remote dream come true in the very near future.

Zany child

Driving people insane as always

Amazing comedy..

http://media.putfile.com/CricketComedy

Some interesting comedy, even if you dont know cricket!!

A Step Closer

Whether or not, you’re at the big apple New Years definitely start with a bang. And for me as one, the end of a bad year and the start of a hopefully good year with glad tidings’ been more than just a celebration, it’s been monumental.

I don’t have words of wisdom today. Neither do I have hackings that impress and intrigue you. But a simple wish for this year, this important life changing year of your life 2007.

Good Year 2007. One more step closer.