<?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-20023383</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:21:02.557-08:00</updated><category term='cribomania'/><category term='Day-to-day stuff'/><category term='Wonderfool'/><title type='text'>Blah!g</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-177751170273546829</id><published>2009-10-06T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T07:50:52.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the blogosphere for the nth time!</title><content type='html'>Well, I had totally decided to retire from blogging. But &lt;a href="http://spaghettithoughts.wordpress.com" target="_blank"&gt;Kanchan's blog&lt;/a&gt; inspired me to give it one more shot. Thought that may be I can brush up my writing skills(or rather the lack of it !)&lt;br /&gt;I love the way the lady writes! She can make  any important and not-at-all-important things (like water in the living room :P ) sound interesting.&lt;br /&gt;She has been one of my biggest support systems over the time, even when she was not in the US. Our lives run eerily parallel. Both run behind the same moonlight and stars, get our toes stubbed over the same stones but still don't learn to learn from each others' mistakes! Sharing the high and low points have been so easy with her coz I don't have to explain anything to her! She just understands!&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i am thinking of writing regularly.. stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-177751170273546829?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/177751170273546829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=177751170273546829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/177751170273546829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/177751170273546829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-on-blogosphere-for-nth-time.html' title='Back on the blogosphere for the nth time!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-7604193717029444427</id><published>2009-08-07T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:25:10.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You are not the exception, you are the rule!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-7604193717029444427?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/7604193717029444427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=7604193717029444427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/7604193717029444427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/7604193717029444427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-are-not-exception-you-are-rule.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-8640137739926332520</id><published>2009-03-30T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:23:49.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies...</title><content type='html'>Couple of days ago, I wished my sister a happy anniversary. After I hung up, I could not believe that its been 5 years! Those memories seemed merely a month old.  Looking back, I know I have come a long way... and still I feel I am where I was....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-8640137739926332520?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/8640137739926332520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=8640137739926332520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8640137739926332520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8640137739926332520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-flies.html' title='Time flies...'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-4981972578889653393</id><published>2008-08-23T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:44:42.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am getting a haircut tomorrow! I am always worried about getting my hair cut and I never like my new hair cut at the first go. It kinda grows on to me(literally!) :P&lt;br /&gt;So I have this new room mate in Stamford. She is a super cool chic and currently, she is helping me getting my fashion quotient up from negative numbers to +ve numbers! She is taking me to a hair salon in China Town in the city and from there, we plan to go to SoHo for some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;So I will keep my readers(!) updated with my hair adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-4981972578889653393?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/4981972578889653393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=4981972578889653393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/4981972578889653393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/4981972578889653393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-getting-haircut-tomorrow-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-7678942695526341711</id><published>2008-07-09T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:50:53.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish life was easier...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-7678942695526341711?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/7678942695526341711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=7678942695526341711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/7678942695526341711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/7678942695526341711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wish-life-was-easier.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-8987613082473974048</id><published>2008-06-30T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:37:40.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Blogosphere....</title><content type='html'>I am writing after ages!I think I did not post anything since I came back from my India trip. The job search and 'other things' kept me pretty busy and I had got no time to think about my blog. Now that I am back with a bang, I have decided to write everyday(Ha! scared the shit outta you, didn't I?) :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-8987613082473974048?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/8987613082473974048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=8987613082473974048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8987613082473974048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8987613082473974048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-blogosphere.html' title='Back to the Blogosphere....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-3800360905721410484</id><published>2008-03-26T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:20:22.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a run in my stockings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Oh, I don't mean literally...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-3800360905721410484?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/3800360905721410484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=3800360905721410484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/3800360905721410484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/3800360905721410484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-is-run-in-my-stockings.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-6586986569568686644</id><published>2008-03-14T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:53:09.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hitting the nadir...</title><content type='html'>and you knowing you are facing one of the real bad times in you life. The situation becomes worse when there is not much in your hands. You can try and give in your best on the aspects that are in your hands but there are still some parts of the problems thats are just beyond your control.&lt;br /&gt;The uncertainty bogs you down. But this is exactly the time that brings out the metal in you.&lt;br /&gt;The way you tackle these situations, is what shapes you furthermore.  At every moment you have to try hard enough knowing that things will fall in place because they always do! You just have to try hard enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-6586986569568686644?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/6586986569568686644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=6586986569568686644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/6586986569568686644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/6586986569568686644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2008/03/hitting-nadir.html' title='hitting the nadir...'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-816364985919846569</id><published>2008-01-27T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:29:52.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people are not worth your time, thought and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-816364985919846569?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/816364985919846569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=816364985919846569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/816364985919846569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/816364985919846569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-people-are-not-worth-your-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-8613233144063726318</id><published>2007-11-19T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T08:15:53.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam papers are the only places where you should ask the 'why' questions...&lt;br /&gt;... that is the only place where they have actual answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-8613233144063726318?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/8613233144063726318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=8613233144063726318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8613233144063726318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8613233144063726318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/11/exam-papers-are-only-places-where-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-1168760315923577866</id><published>2007-10-29T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:54:32.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bundle of joy!</title><content type='html'>Yey! Its party time! Tai delivered a baby boy last Monday! It has been a wonderful feeling to be a Mavshi. I just can't wait to meet my kiddo :) Lotsa baby shopping this month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-1168760315923577866?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/1168760315923577866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=1168760315923577866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/1168760315923577866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/1168760315923577866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-bundle-of-joy.html' title='My Bundle of joy!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-4872410274860338724</id><published>2007-10-13T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:16:50.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Colors'07</title><content type='html'>Finally! Finally,this year I got to see fall colours. I have always been excited about fall colours since I have been in India. Its been 3 years since I have been to Buffalo,NY and still I had not even seen the Fall foliage in Letchworth State Park.&lt;br /&gt;    This year me, Karthik and Manas decided that we will go for a fall colour weekend to New Hampshire. New Hampshire boasts one of the best foliages around in New England area. 5th Oct,Friday we set out to NH. Saturday morning, after enjoying a sumptuous breakfast of eggs and sausages, we started our Fall colors drive.&lt;br /&gt;    We had decided to do Kancamagus Highway drive which goes around the White Mountains. On the way, we could see the hint of the fall colours... Greenery on both the sides of the interstate was interspersed with red orange and yellow colour. While appreciating  that spotted foliage, I had no idea of the explosion of colours that was awaiting us! The whole drive was literally straight out of the dreams! I had never seen such an unbelievably beautiful blend of colours. The whole range of 'White' mountains was covered with blazing orange, ravishing red and shimmering yellow colour. Few of the trees were still maintaining their fresh green colour and contrasting all the other colours,making them look prettier.  We clicked lot of pictures at locations that seemed straight out of the movies. Lots of foliage, colours ,brooks, gorges   were later accompanied by a nice drizzle. We ended the day with a fitting dinner of clam chowder and lot of seafood (I had swordfish :D).&lt;br /&gt;    On Sunday, the weather was sunny. We decided to go up the coast of Maine, famous for its lighthouses.We visited 3 lighthouses in all. ( Whale back at Kittery,Cape Neddick and Portland Lighthouse) On the pier of Portland, we enjoyed more seafood! I finally got to eat Lobster. Manas had a mouth watering crab roll and I had a Lobster roll. Karthik did not venture beyond popcorn shrimps.&lt;br /&gt;    The whole weekend seemed to be an out of the world experience. I am falling short of words to describe the dream-like, romantic colors of New Hampshire, the sunny skies and blue oceans of Maine and the fun I had in the short weekend trip!&lt;br /&gt;    Now I have already made plans for September end  for all the forthcoming years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-4872410274860338724?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/4872410274860338724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=4872410274860338724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/4872410274860338724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/4872410274860338724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/10/fall-colors07.html' title='Fall Colors&apos;07'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-8555036743038615780</id><published>2007-09-14T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:34:03.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonderfool'/><title type='text'>Collage...</title><content type='html'>I am tired of analyzing people. I wonder , why couldn't the God make everyone the same? Less work for him and less work for us humans too! Now since they are all different in nature, at least He should have had made them with a 'contents' label. Contents: Hazardous material. 80% khadoos, 10 % bitchy,1% humourous, ... something like that :P&lt;br /&gt;        I feel all the people that you come in contact with, are part of a big collage. You are the starting piece. You keep on meeting people and try fitting them in your collage. Some fit as if they were just meant to fit in with you. Some fit, but there is a little gap left in between. Some come with shapes that would never fit. You just throw away some of these 'unfit' pieces. But, you just can't let go of some of these. At times you compromise other pieces for these ones.  The collage keeps on changing as time goes on. Pieces get replaced by new pieces. Few closer pieces  go little away because of addition of new pieces.&lt;br /&gt;        And thats where the analysis  comes in picture. Analyze each piece and fit it in. Addition to that, the pieces change their shapes! Bah! I am just tired of analyzing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-8555036743038615780?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/8555036743038615780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=8555036743038615780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8555036743038615780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8555036743038615780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/09/collage.html' title='Collage...'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-6446922422293094019</id><published>2007-07-10T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:43:11.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-to-day stuff'/><title type='text'>33B, Apt#6</title><content type='html'>Shifted to the new place!Us 4 decided to split and stay separate for convenience. Apoorva stays close to Manjari and Laveena's place. So they kinda of stay  and cook together.&lt;br /&gt;My new room mate Dipti will be moving in on 1st Aug, so for the for the first month, I would be staying alone. My neighbours are Karthik and Manas.&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am in the middle of unpacking my stuff and setting up the house. My room and kitchen is alread set. The living room still seems a bit 'not perfect'.&lt;br /&gt;The new house has a patio too :)  I will get few small plants and flowers for the patio. Me and Dipti took real interest in buying  matching stuff for the restroom(!) . Everything should be perfect by the end of this week :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-6446922422293094019?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/6446922422293094019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=6446922422293094019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/6446922422293094019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/6446922422293094019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/07/33b-apt6.html' title='33B, Apt#6'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-3609187270881491773</id><published>2007-06-03T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T20:54:30.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cribomania'/><title type='text'>Crappy Chicken :(</title><content type='html'>After cooking a really good chicken curry about 2-3 days ago, I tried making it again today and I sucked bigtime! Its been long since I have cooked something crappy.&lt;br /&gt;It took me ages(2.5 hrs) to make it(damn it, it was just a curry!) The amount of ginger was a tad bit too much and the curry was diluted.  Far from the perfect curry that I used to make in the past. Nothing irritates me more than a bad cooking session!&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my cooking has gone down a bit over the time. I literally felt like 'officially' giving up cooking. It was cute of everyone that no one criticized it.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am cribbing a lot as usual....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-3609187270881491773?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/3609187270881491773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=3609187270881491773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/3609187270881491773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/3609187270881491773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/06/crappy-chicken.html' title='Crappy Chicken :('/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-2220697021449736134</id><published>2007-05-30T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:21:13.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Weekend</title><content type='html'>I think this was one of the very few long weekends that I spent in Buffalo. My NJ plans were thwarted by fever and I ended up in Buffalo.&lt;br /&gt;The whole Saturday was spent in the bed while reading stuff and watching crappy movies. When you randomly choose movies,I wonder why u always end up choosing a boring one.&lt;br /&gt;Movies,books and Niagara falls is what I would sum up the weekend was. Parag had come to Buffalo with his VT gang. I played 'The Guide' again and had fun with them. At times, its real fun to hang out with random people.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the shopping day. Did a lot of random shopping...splurged a lot.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to sing at the top of the voice. It was nice to dance at the random songs.All in all... it was nice doing nothing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-2220697021449736134?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/2220697021449736134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=2220697021449736134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/2220697021449736134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/2220697021449736134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/05/lazy-weekend.html' title='Lazy Weekend'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-8708144785688575002</id><published>2007-05-30T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:04:18.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the time flies by....</title><content type='html'>Jeff: Sharvari, do you feel that time flies real fast?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of course!&lt;br /&gt;Jeff: Hmm... I thought only I have reached that age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dialog continued to end the lazy day. We talked about how we have changed over the time. There was a time when 'Ice Ice baby..' seemed to be coolest song around and now you can't believe that you liked such a dumb song (or rather according to Eric, 'you were such  an asshole') once upon a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much I have changed over the period of time. I still surprise myself by behaving in a completely different way.Then I realize that I have changed in that particular aspect. When  you look back, you can see the collage of your personality.Your core personality, your outlook and your interaction with the important people in your life changes. At every point that you make this review, you feel that personally, socially , mentally you are at the best. About all your (n-x) images, at least you try hard to convince yourself that you were the  best then for that time period.&lt;br /&gt;At times you wonder how much you are going to change afterwards. After 10 years, would you even be close to what you are now?Would you still find the same songs to be 'cool'? and lastly, Would you find your decisions to be foolish and regret those? Would find out shortly,coz time flies by....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-8708144785688575002?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/8708144785688575002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=8708144785688575002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8708144785688575002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8708144785688575002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-time-flies-by.html' title='And the time flies by....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-8230006016711844914</id><published>2007-05-20T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:34:40.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferrari? Or smthing else...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I fly&lt;br /&gt;in a different car&lt;br /&gt;Is it a Ferrari?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Can't be.. it has a slow start.&lt;br /&gt;But now the fuel pumps in.&lt;br /&gt;The roads are bad,&lt;br /&gt;but smooth it runs.&lt;br /&gt;It must be a Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the speed..&lt;br /&gt;guess you cant see outside the window&lt;br /&gt;Should be a Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;We just reached back home&lt;br /&gt;Ah yea, I was in a Ferrari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS: LOL!!! everyone knowswhat I am talking about!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-8230006016711844914?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/8230006016711844914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=8230006016711844914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8230006016711844914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/8230006016711844914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/05/ferrari-or-smthing-else.html' title='Ferrari? Or smthing else...'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-2578589855216477346</id><published>2007-04-24T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:19:54.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Castles in the bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They say its ephemeral&lt;br /&gt;full of bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;But bubbles don't make it pretty&lt;br /&gt;but imply the reality.&lt;br /&gt;So, you gotta build castles&lt;br /&gt;inside each bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of those burst,&lt;br /&gt;some drift away&lt;br /&gt;But you are still left with few&lt;br /&gt;They can start you anew&lt;br /&gt;In there you have to build the castles&lt;br /&gt;and paint them in  pastels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-2578589855216477346?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/2578589855216477346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=2578589855216477346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/2578589855216477346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/2578589855216477346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/04/castles-in-bubbles.html' title='Castles in the bubbles'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-3836533680586991933</id><published>2007-04-10T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:57:23.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rand( );</title><content type='html'>That is what future was gonna be ... rand( );&lt;br /&gt;H1-B quota got flooded the first day itself! My lawyer had warned me in the first meeting itself. He was sure tht its gonna be filled up on the first day itself.&lt;br /&gt;On 2nd April afternoon, we got to know that USCIS has receiverd 150000 apps! The lottery system and the 1:3 chances of getting the H1 scared the shit outta the ppl.&lt;br /&gt;USCIS later let it out that tht masters quota is not yet filled and so thankfully rand ( ); no longer features in lives of the masters quota students.  But the  general quota people are going to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;These things were bound to happen as big companies in India like Infy , wipro ,TCS  hog down a  major chunk of the H1-B quota. Most of the time these companies jst file for an employee's H1-B but dont send them onsite. I personally feel that even the applicants who hv done their bachelors frm the USA  shld have a comparatively easy way of getting  the H1. May be they can keep a separate quota for onsite H1s or they can divide the quota according to different sectors.&lt;br /&gt;Many people might have to return back home only because the lost the opportunity to someone who  would hold an H1 but still work in India all along!&lt;br /&gt;The US congress passed a bill to legalize large number of illegal immigrants. They would be categorized as  non-skilled labour. Acc. to them, this step is valid because there is a business demand for the non-skilled. But looking at the number of apps for H1, doesn't it show that there is business demand for skilled labour too?&lt;br /&gt;I am safe now but still worrying about few of my frnds. I hope things would work out for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-3836533680586991933?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/3836533680586991933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=3836533680586991933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/3836533680586991933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/3836533680586991933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/04/rand.html' title='rand( );'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-4917900997475302250</id><published>2007-03-07T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T12:48:42.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food! :D</title><content type='html'>I was scrolling through the index of the posts of my blog.  Suddenly I realized ," Oh my God!! There is not a single post on food as yet!!!!!" How can MY blog be without one on food! I think thats why my blog sucks :P&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I wonder how come names on the lines of 'Pompfret Tales' or 'Tandoori Express' or something crappy like that never crossed my mind as I was naming my blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-4917900997475302250?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/4917900997475302250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=4917900997475302250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/4917900997475302250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/4917900997475302250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/03/food-d.html' title='Food! :D'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-323926458777644257</id><published>2007-02-26T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:55:43.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about 'Hinduism'....</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: Just my naive thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Karthik. Ended up talking about 'Hinduism' and drifted away thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer calling it as Hinduism and not Hindu dharma or religion.  It was always defined as 'the way of life' and  not in today's twisted way. But anyway, I am not writing about that.&lt;br /&gt;I have talked to him about this 3-4 times and every time I realize that I barely know about Hinduism. The main point is that I have not yet read anything about it. Not even Bhagvadgeeta!  I had read few 'adhyay' from Gita but I was a kid at that time and was not at all philosophically inclined.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to read up more about it. To think of it, all the shrutis, smrutis and samhitas like the four Vedas and Upanishads , AaraNyaks etc. must be rich of knowledge. Knowledge which is somewhere necessary for a person's philosophical evolution. While reading such things , you suddenly come across to the answers to the questions that you never realized you had. A conscience building experience, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I think that reading these things is like reading and knowing your philosophical history as history is not only the kings and queens and their kingdoms, but even the thought process that existed in that era.  All the this literature is damn old and it would be really nice to know what Hinduism actually was. It might be really broad minded, but I think people start following it without understanding it properly which makes them orthodox and gives it a bad name and a twisted nature.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that its a rich heritage of which I know nothing. When I wrote the words AaraNyaks n Upanishads n stuff, I know that those are just the names stuck in my brain since school, just like the other random bits and pieces of unindexed information.  I am curious about it.  I know  that I wont be having patience to read a lot of stuff but some thing is better than nothing! Starting to read the BhagvadGeeta now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-323926458777644257?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/323926458777644257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=323926458777644257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/323926458777644257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/323926458777644257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/02/thinking-about-hinduism.html' title='Thinking about &apos;Hinduism&apos;....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-3534115468787248169</id><published>2007-02-21T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T20:51:15.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do u do....</title><content type='html'>Its a weekend morning. You step into the shower to wash your hair. The water streams down on u.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you feel like getting dissolved bit by bit in every droplet? What do you do when  you feel that the hot shower is the best thing in the world? What do you do when you wanna swim endlessly in the water? What do you do when you start comparing the waterdrops with pearles? What do you do when you know that these soothing but irrelevent thoughts have no meaning....  What do you do when you know that its just the ususal shower that you are finding so heavenly!....then what you do is simple....&lt;br /&gt;You store that stupid content feeling in the corner of ur  heart. You feel happy that ur wet hair tickeling your neck bring a twinkle in your eye and you feel grateful to the hot water for starting your day so perfect! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-3534115468787248169?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/3534115468787248169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=3534115468787248169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/3534115468787248169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/3534115468787248169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-do-u-do.html' title='What do u do....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-5476716756388162030</id><published>2007-02-15T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T13:40:55.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4.22 pm</title><content type='html'>..........and the time doesn't seem to pass.  Waiting for 5.00 pm so that I can break free n eat Maggi :D&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I didn't feel like I have woken up.  Had a shot of coffee which had its required effect. I have been working since then. Now, not a single line of the code seems to work. Now my stressed out mind( and hands too!) is crawling around the web reading crappy things like 'How to remove coffee stains' etc. Not a single person worth talking(note that!) is online. I have always noted that whenever you are busy working, every single person on all your messengers would ping you. But they just seem to disappear when time doesn't seem to pass.  Not even a spam mail is hitting my inbox.&lt;br /&gt;20 more minutes of such agony...and then..Maggi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-5476716756388162030?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/5476716756388162030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=5476716756388162030' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/5476716756388162030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/5476716756388162030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/02/422-pm.html' title='4.22 pm'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-117079921385033552</id><published>2007-02-06T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T12:27:58.657-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day-to-day stuff'/><title type='text'>Coldddddddddddddddd!!!!</title><content type='html'>Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......................&lt;br /&gt;Finally the winter is here and its here with a bang! After a balmy January, I had given up all my hopes for beautiful sights of snow covered Buffalo. But no-no....the winter started with the new month. It has been the coldest one since I came here in the US of A.&lt;br /&gt;It snowed a lot on Friday.  Saturday was nothing different. We had to cancel our clubbing plans because of the snowfall.&lt;br /&gt;The temperature has been around -25C to -30C . Today its warmer as the temp is -17C(1F)  ;)&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the sun now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-117079921385033552?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/117079921385033552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=117079921385033552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/117079921385033552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/117079921385033552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/02/coldddddddddddddddd.html' title='Coldddddddddddddddd!!!!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-117008930715353446</id><published>2007-01-29T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T07:54:20.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm.....</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from my personal diary....dated sometime in early July'06...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...I hate 53 Springville. Living alone is not very bad but 'living alone' when you still have people around you is horrible. Your 'own' people. That sucks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't think I would tag it as anybody's fault. I never thought a month long absence of a person changes things so much.  So, I better learn that than wishing that times would be back to normal... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think, hoping that people will  be there in your hard times, itself is wrong...  But then should I be there for them during their hard ones? Should I be caring towards them like before? Would I be able to flush away this venomous feeling? I guess, yes.. I hope to  pass this as a phase. A phase when I needed people, but they were not there. May be they never understood that I need them. I guess, the batsman always gets a benefit of doubt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Told Kanchan the following  over the phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" People change coz situations change , and they stop caring for you, coz they no longer need you."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still might be wrong........"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am happy that I was wrong...A good discussion always helps..as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A completely impulsive, but highly edited post.  Somehow these memories clouded my head right now and I felt an urge to make my thoughts public, knowing that not many read my blog ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-117008930715353446?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/117008930715353446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=117008930715353446' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/117008930715353446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/117008930715353446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/01/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm.....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-116889833456130813</id><published>2007-01-15T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T07:58:03.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in an Ice Cube...</title><content type='html'>Got up early in the morning. Looked outta the window to chk if I there has been any snow. Thank god.. there wasn't any. Just a light rain.&lt;br /&gt;Got ready and opened the door and whoa! I almost slipped! The steps were covered with ice. I could see the transparent ice every where. Then I remembered that Yahoo! Weather had told me to watch out for the 'Wintry Mix' since yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;My car was sparkling as it was fully covered in ice. I broke the icicles on the handle and got in. Rolled the windows down. Oh!dint I just roll the windows down? then how come they r still up? Then I realized that it was the ice on the car windows! had to clean my car with a scraper as the ice was really hard.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the day,it was all icy.....beautifully icy....every branch of every tree was covered with uniform transparent ice casing. Every road sign had sparkling icicles. Whole day it was drizzling. The whole city seemed to be made up of ice. In the evening, the bare trees looked like huge chandeliers as the street lights shown on them.&lt;br /&gt;So it was a nice day, reminded me of the Snow Queen's Castle in the Hans Anderson's fairy tale....  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-116889833456130813?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/116889833456130813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=116889833456130813' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116889833456130813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116889833456130813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-in-ice-cube.html' title='Life in an Ice Cube...'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-116602742234133843</id><published>2006-12-13T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:13:18.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SnowFlake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its December, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she is everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looks pretty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in her angel white gown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looks  royal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with the aura around .&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the wind&lt;br /&gt;aloof and lost in herself.&lt;br /&gt;Led by the drift,&lt;br /&gt;now She is around you.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling n twirling,&lt;br /&gt;You know She brought you the warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah!You took her on your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now all u r left with, is a teardrop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-116602742234133843?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/116602742234133843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=116602742234133843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116602742234133843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116602742234133843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/12/snowflake.html' title='SnowFlake'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-116405639224887136</id><published>2006-11-20T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T13:00:44.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crib Crib Crib....</title><content type='html'>Warning: lotsa cribbing ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate todays day. Looks like I got up from the wrong side of the bed...&lt;br /&gt;It was snowing in the morning. So I decided not to take my car. Then I miss my bus! I end up reaching 1 hr late for work...Clients cribbing, clients acting dumb.... thn few more things..&lt;br /&gt;Wishing tht the day gets over early. I wonder why you have some days whn nothing seems to come your way and you feel bitchy about everything. You get so frust that u want to back answer everyone and wish that you had claws like a cat.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrr..... #@@&amp;%&amp;amp;#&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-116405639224887136?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/116405639224887136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=116405639224887136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116405639224887136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116405639224887136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/11/crib-crib-crib.html' title='Crib Crib Crib....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-116210319279693626</id><published>2006-10-28T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:43:54.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more storm....</title><content type='html'>Severe weather warning today as well! winds are blowing at amazing speed and that reminds me that I have not yet written anything about the recent snowstrom in Buffalo!&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time that I witnessed anything like this. On 12th October( I was gonna get my car...), around afternoon it started snowing like crazy. Totally untimely snow, as even fall had not started. I was superhappy to see the snow everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;As the trees still had all their leaves on, snow strarted to accumulate on the leaves. The trees could not take tht weight and their branches started breaking. broken branches brought power lines down with thm! Now almost 80% of Buffalo was engulfed in dark....&lt;br /&gt;As 143 Callodine didnt lose power,we were lucky, and so were our 6 friends! The guys (Prasad, Gautam,Manu, Bhole, MPatil and Karthik) were 'The Refugees'!  That Thursday night, no bosy thought that they will be @143 for the next whole week!&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning I woke up early cursing under my breath (as always!) as I had to go to work. I looked outta my window and whoa! It was ONLY white outside and it was snowing like hell! We had almost 2 feet snow that day. When the snow got over, we had to shovel the driveway and all the 3-4 cars!&lt;br /&gt;Buffalo spent the whole next week without power. Since we did not lose the power a sinlge day, we were happy. 10 ppl under 1 roof. We had lotsa fun thoughout the week. Candy had joined teh gang at the end.&lt;br /&gt;It took lot of time to get the life of Buffalo back on track. You would see the utility vehicals everywhere, long lines at the gas stations and grocery stores. Most of the ppl lived using generators.  It took more than a week to restore the power back. Road clean up work was going on to clear out the branches and tress that had fallen everywhere. We roamed arnd the city for the first 2 days to see the extend of destruction caused and took snaps of it.&lt;br /&gt;Found Buffalo really different from Bombay in this period. The storm broke the spine of the city, so unlike Bombay... Mumbai jst jumps back.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, had lotsa fun during the storm perios, mainly coz we were 'the chosen ones' ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-116210319279693626?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/116210319279693626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=116210319279693626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116210319279693626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116210319279693626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-more-storm.html' title='One more storm....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-116071993704607244</id><published>2006-10-12T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T08:40:40.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debated with a friend of mine on this. He agrees with it! Well I do'nt......we were not talking abt this things that Margaret Mitchell talkes about in this quote. Well..I don't say that love is not practicle. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about decisions and situations in general. I believe that those broken pieces teach you a lot more than the whole piece. The broken edges are the reality. They tell u what went wrong.  You can never see the mistakes you are committing in a smooth going situation. You would realize those only when the china is broken. Good that it teaches you a lot. teaches u how to handle the vase.  The broken edges would always remind you to not to make the same mistakes again. If you work well on rectifying the mistakes, its worth the work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-116071993704607244?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/116071993704607244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=116071993704607244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116071993704607244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/116071993704607244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-never-one-to-patiently-pick-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-115541090183327725</id><published>2006-08-12T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T12:28:21.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zhagdaaaaaaaaaaas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I could never understand how to resolve an argument. I have realized this that different people have different ways of resolving arguments. Whose way should you go when both the parties have opposite ways of solving those?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Some of my friends prefer talking about it immediately and resolve the issue. I am that way too. Hence, solving arguments with such people is the easiest. You put fwd &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; points, they do theirs and you can talk about it.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Some of them would just sulk , get angry at you and keep a grudge. They are the hardest ppl to solve &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; issues with. These ppl scare me coz once such people hold their grudges, they wont listen at all. They just clam up about the issue!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Then there is another sect of ppl. They will prefer not talking about the issue at all. They will just ignore the issue, they will ignore you. And this is their solution for the thing! Just run away from confronting the thing, the person.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then after taking their time, they will be fine with you. If u meet and talk to them after tht much ‘time’, they will be like normal with u. These ppl puzzle me….&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;So whn I have arguments with type#2 or type#3 ppl, I have no clue how I should react. Should I be going my way to resolve the issue or the other person’s? There r arguments when sometimes I go down a guilt trip and so I hv to confront the person and say sorry. At times it works, but sometimes it&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;worsens the situation and thn you have to take another guilt trip. And why should I go the other persons way always….&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Weird situations which I seriously hate. Thankfully I don’t have see thm tht often!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-115541090183327725?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/115541090183327725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=115541090183327725' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/115541090183327725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/115541090183327725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/08/zhagdaaaaaaaaaaas.html' title='zhagdaaaaaaaaaaas!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-115535734430095458</id><published>2006-08-11T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:35:44.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...hvnt blogged in ages. Not that I dont get time as such, but still.&lt;br /&gt;  Started with my new job. Pretty interesting one. But still I surely have time to blog. I think I hv becoem a lil lazy and hence not doing anything other than goin to work and coming back!&lt;br /&gt;    Decided now tht I would go back to my own self.  Resurrection, as I call it.  I have decided to do the following things:&lt;br /&gt;1) Be more productive on the job&lt;br /&gt;2) Study!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3) Chat less&lt;br /&gt;4) Read more (offline reading i.e.)&lt;br /&gt;5) Write more (offline again!!)&lt;br /&gt;6) Work out (shld be a higher priority) .....feeling lazy to move it up in this list..&lt;br /&gt;7) Be less lazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a resurrection..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-115535734430095458?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/115535734430095458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=115535734430095458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/115535734430095458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/115535734430095458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/08/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection...'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-115102893800248218</id><published>2006-06-22T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T19:15:38.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/1600/India%20Trip%202%20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/320/India%20Trip%202%20093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my bestest snap till now....Should hv made sm1 sit on one of the benches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-115102893800248218?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/115102893800248218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=115102893800248218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/115102893800248218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/115102893800248218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/shores.html' title='The Shores'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114986916852342920</id><published>2006-06-09T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T09:06:08.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Returnin' Blues....</title><content type='html'>Only 10 days left to go back to Buffalo! I hate the feeling.  :(  It feels as if every evenig is laughing at me and telling me "1 day less now!".&lt;br /&gt;After staying with the whole family for almost 1 month, its very difficult to go back to a place where you know not many ppl would be that good with you. Everyone is pampering me so much here.&lt;br /&gt;Last time when I came here, I had a reason to go back. I had not yet completed the degree then. But now I feel "why I am going back? Is going back really worth? My whole family is here in India and work opportunities there are equally good."&lt;br /&gt;But I agree that I should get an experience of US work culture and few senti reasons r holding me back.  Its always a compromise between ur loved ones and ur professional life. Life is anyways compromises.&lt;br /&gt;        "Its not always rainbows and butterflies but compromises that moves us along....."&lt;br /&gt;I think the I am unnecessarily getting so senti over going back. I know I would be happy there too. Just discussed this with Prasad so I thought I shld post. Its just the blues that r hitting me real bad.&lt;br /&gt;         "Thats why they call it the blues.............."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114986916852342920?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114986916852342920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114986916852342920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114986916852342920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114986916852342920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/returnin-blues.html' title='Returnin&apos; Blues....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114957743384525305</id><published>2006-06-05T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T00:03:53.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Things About Me....</title><content type='html'>Saw this type of post on Shreyas's blog.  So me 2222222222!&lt;br /&gt;Here are few random things about me..not in particular order of weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think that birthday is the most happenin and exciting day of the year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And bestest b'day party has to have good food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I loooove to sing, but am bad at it....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to write, but...ahem...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never say no to a coffee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am still crazy for Steve Waugh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114957743384525305?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114957743384525305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114957743384525305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114957743384525305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114957743384525305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-things-about-me.html' title='Random Things About Me....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114942839507886012</id><published>2006-06-04T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T06:39:55.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gitanjali</title><content type='html'>Lately while recovering, I have been reading Gitanjali by Tagore. Oh my god! I am totally in love with it!&lt;br /&gt;            I had never read anything by Rabindranath Tagore before, save few things that I had come accross in the course syllabus. I feel that I have never read a more beautiful poetry. Every time I read it, I can read a poem in a totlly new sense. Every time, it has a different meaning. Most of the poems are spiritual or romantic. Even the romantic poems are written in a very spiritual way. I would just say that I am simply amazed by the poetic strength of this man.&lt;br /&gt;            The book has an introduction by Yeats. In that Yeats says that he keeps a copy of Gitanjali with him and reads it daily. I think even I am gonna do the same. Even if u read 2-3 poems, you somehow feel enlightened and at peace. Wonderful and amazing poetry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114942839507886012?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114942839507886012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114942839507886012' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114942839507886012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114942839507886012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/gitanjali.html' title='Gitanjali'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114917368584565615</id><published>2006-06-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T07:54:45.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsoons here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/1600/Sharu%20Trip2%20077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/320/Sharu%20Trip2%20077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.......sooooo happpy! Good that even this time I dint miss getting drenched in the first rains!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114917368584565615?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114917368584565615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114917368584565615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114917368584565615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114917368584565615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/06/monsoons-here.html' title='Monsoons here!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114803524099802414</id><published>2006-05-19T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T03:40:41.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in paradise....</title><content type='html'>feels great to be back home. This vacation is totally different from the previous one. In Jan when I had come back home, there was so much attension and too many different things goin around. It was really hectic and I barely got any time to cool my heels.&lt;br /&gt;This time its different. I feel as if I am back to my normal life. Simply chilling out nowadays. Started my reading again. I hv barely read anything in last 2 yrs. I cant bliv that! I was a voracious reader once upon a time. And for last 2 yrs, my extra curricular reading was only the news paper! Reading Ayn Rand now.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am gonna cherish this 1 month like anything. Looks like everything is falling into place. Getting my stuff done on time. getting back into my regular habits that I had 2 yrs ago. getting more desciplined. Being myself again! feels great.&lt;br /&gt;I have promised myself to do few things. I just hope that I keep those promises as I hv kept others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114803524099802414?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114803524099802414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114803524099802414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114803524099802414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114803524099802414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Another day in paradise....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114730823444158693</id><published>2006-05-10T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:43:54.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Kanchan.....</title><content type='html'>A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?&lt;br /&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114730823444158693?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114730823444158693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114730823444158693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114730823444158693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114730823444158693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/for-kanchan.html' title='For Kanchan.....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114705869242086308</id><published>2006-05-07T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T20:24:52.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madnessssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/1600/IMG_0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/320/IMG_0380.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an amaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing birthday party last week. Should have had written about it on my b'day...but anyways, der aaye durust aye!&lt;br /&gt;As usual I was all hyper about my birthday for 2 weeks or so. I know I would be same even on my 50th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone came at around 12 and smeared me with cake. I dont know why I took efforts of cleaning myself up coz immediately afetr coming out karthik poured lotsa beer on me. It was the first booze party in the grp. Wildest party ever! Even last year we had a terrific party on my b'day. Of course my roomies and my CS gang was there. Partied till 6 am and not to mention the drive till Niagara at 4 am! Missed Apoo like anything :(&lt;br /&gt;My roomies r buyin me an ipod!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114705869242086308?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114705869242086308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114705869242086308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114705869242086308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114705869242086308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/madnessssssssss.html' title='Madnessssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114705796444164126</id><published>2006-05-07T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T06:41:37.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful....</title><content type='html'>Found this online.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not stand at my grave and weep&lt;br /&gt;I am not there; I do not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am a thousand winds that blow,&lt;br /&gt;I am the diamond glints on snow,&lt;br /&gt;I am the sun on ripened grain,&lt;br /&gt;I am the gentle autumn rain.&lt;br /&gt;When you awaken in the morning's hush&lt;br /&gt;I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight.&lt;br /&gt;I am the soft stars that shine at night.&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and cry,&lt;br /&gt;I am not there; I did not die."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114705796444164126?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114705796444164126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114705796444164126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114705796444164126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114705796444164126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/05/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114426358014588902</id><published>2006-04-05T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:59:40.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poem2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sit in my deep maroon colored car&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The one I have totally fallen for &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The engine comes to life &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The steering start turning&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Somebody once told me to drive slowly&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Slowly so that you enjoy the ride more.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remind myself of the words again&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I take my foot off.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s a rough and dry road&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I like the way it hits me.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As always, the start is bouncy&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But yea, that’s the pleasure of the ride!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My velvety maroon car &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its still cruising on the rough road&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I keep going, whistling&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The road seems to going on and on&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly I realize, &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My car has taken me to the clouds&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;the clouds are wine colored just as my car&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I seem to let go of everything &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And drown in them.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Euphoric, I wanna swim in those rich clouds&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know the buzz of the ride is getting in my head&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before I realize, the rides over&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The clouds are gone &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I won’t worry,&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Coz I know I would put in the keys again!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114426358014588902?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114426358014588902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114426358014588902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114426358014588902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114426358014588902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/poem2.html' title='poem2'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114391879069525277</id><published>2006-04-01T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T12:01:37.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I saw the little girl sitting on the sidewalk&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tired and cheeks stained &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I knew the reason&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“are you tired my little girl? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“yes, I am ….I did not want to be here.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is not what I thought it would be.”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I brought you where u always wanted to be”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“now I want to go back…back again&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back to the innocent world.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was warm and rosy&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I was curious&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Was curious about this.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was excited when you brought me here&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But this is not what I was expecting it would be&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its too cruel.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How come those dreams are still dreams?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Or was it just a mirage?”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ Oh! Mirage u say , my girl?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is a mirage, but we had fun running behind it, dint we?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;See those people are still running…”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But I am tired, tired of this running&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I know I can’t ever go back&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can not go back to that sunshine &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can not go back to the warm womb”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sit there on the sidewalk beside her,&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My shoulders down&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deep inside, I know I am tired too&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I can take you back, may be”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I know I am not complete without her.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She knows that too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She ponderes and smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She kisses me on my cheek and says&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I wont leave you alone..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wont go back and make you run thru the desert by urself&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know you cant make the mirage a reality sans me&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who is gonna bring smiles on &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; face &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And stars in your eyes?”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I look at her &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know I am not complete without her.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She knows that too…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And there we go, with our eyes at the mirage!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114391879069525277?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114391879069525277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114391879069525277' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114391879069525277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114391879069525277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/04/desert-rain.html' title='Desert Rain'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114297551490835649</id><published>2006-03-21T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T13:17:11.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/1600/DC_SpringBreak%2706%20466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/320/DC_SpringBreak%2706%20466.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday the school started again. It was a pretty cool spring break though. Went for the DC trip with my kool n 'Jhakaaaas' grp.&lt;br /&gt;It was a well planned trip. Booked a caravan as we were 8 of us. Ketan and Amol had to drive us thru the almost 9 hrs drive. Full time music and dance made that 9 hrs drive really short.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at Amol's cosins place. Saturday we went to Luray caverns to see the Stalactites and Stalagmites. The place is really beautiful. The skyline drive was pretty too. Saturday night we went for clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was hectic as we did 'DC Darshan'. The museums r amazing and so are the monumnets. White house was OK. Came back home really late and thn hogged down sm Thai food.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the time to return back! Started very early in the morning with Amol(!) at the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the most memorable trips I hv ever had. And mostly the last trip as the whole grp together. As most of us are on the verge of graduation, we dont know whn we would get together like this. Will miss my second family for sure.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114297551490835649?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114297551490835649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114297551490835649' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114297551490835649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114297551490835649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114167413917113722</id><published>2006-03-06T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T11:42:19.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here goes 1 for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why cant a mute cat walk?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  A: A mute cat cant mew.&lt;br /&gt; Hence, μ = 0&lt;br /&gt;  μ is the coefficient of friction.&lt;br /&gt; as friction is 0,movement i s 0!&lt;br /&gt; so the cat cant walk!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....a reply frm Manas, worth posting! here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. Depends on if the cat is currently walking or only&lt;br /&gt;sitting. ;-) Because according to Newton's First Law, "every body&lt;br /&gt;continues in its state of rest or uniform motion in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;unless acted upon by an external unbalanced force." So if there is&lt;br /&gt;zero friction, the cat will continue walking across the globe until&lt;br /&gt;someone goes out and stops it (and someone better do!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if the cat is Schrodinger's Cat, it might be walking&lt;br /&gt;*and* not walking at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, what fun are geek jokes if a geekier geek doesn't try&lt;br /&gt;to dissect it to shreds? :-) Thank you for wasting two minutes of my&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114167413917113722?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114167413917113722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114167413917113722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114167413917113722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114167413917113722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/here-goes-1-for-today-q-why-cant-mute.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-114167307981919816</id><published>2006-03-06T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T11:24:39.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roobaroo.....roshni se</title><content type='html'>Oh wow! I feel so nice today! So nice that I finally remembered that I have a blog!&lt;br /&gt;Last week in particular wasnt very good...the later part of it rather. Had a midterm...studied veryyy nicely. The midterm was OK but felt nice about the way I studies.&lt;br /&gt;I got totally bogged down by few things in the later part of the last week. Felt very weak and confused as if I was looking at everything without my specs!&lt;br /&gt;Good that I have come out of everything. I always knew I would. I know how strong I am and now it feels so good to come back :)&lt;br /&gt;I am even becoming more desciplined. Getting all work done nicely as decided. Feeling so sure about myself ! Its one of those days when u know that nothing can ever go wrong with you and every step u take will lead u to your goal for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I hv put my specs back on!  hehehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-114167307981919816?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/114167307981919816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=114167307981919816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114167307981919816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/114167307981919816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/03/roobarooroshni-se.html' title='Roobaroo.....roshni se'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113942921195339130</id><published>2006-02-08T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T12:06:52.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/1600/tp%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1096/1994/320/tp%20014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Finally its snowing in Buffalo! When I came back from my India Trip, I was expecting to see the usual snowland as my plane landed. But it was just green everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;    But now thankfully its snowing. Its beautifully white everywhere.Everyone calls me crazy coz I like snow. But the white sidewalks and plain white backyards look so beautiful! I just love the way the snow 'sits' on the top of the bushes. the best sight to watch is whn its snowing and the sun is out! The sparkling snowflecks flowing around is the best thing to watch!&lt;br /&gt;    I always wanted to visit  Moscow when I was a kid. I used to read all these Russian kids' storybooks. I loved the description of the winters. I used to think that Russia is the only place where it snows and so it must be the most beautiful country in the world! Heheh, I was 4-5 yrs old then!&lt;br /&gt;    But now I am in Buffalo and I get to see the beauty of the snow that I wanted to see as a kid. Looking forward to a snowfight now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113942921195339130?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113942921195339130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113942921195339130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113942921195339130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113942921195339130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow...'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113884803354198773</id><published>2006-02-01T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:40:33.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man! totaaaaaaaaalllly in love with my Pepe. Perfect fitting.&lt;br /&gt;ummm....I guess I say this for all my jeans :O&lt;br /&gt;heheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113884803354198773?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113884803354198773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113884803354198773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113884803354198773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113884803354198773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/02/man-totaaaaaaaaalllly-in-love-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113794338460987014</id><published>2006-01-22T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T07:23:04.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>I would thank god for making me what I am .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113794338460987014?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113794338460987014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113794338460987014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113794338460987014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113794338460987014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/01/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113700820583332373</id><published>2006-01-11T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T11:36:45.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Monday!</title><content type='html'>Had lotsa fun on Monday. We had a plan to meet up with the CKP gang. Wasnt doing anythign productive at home so decided to go for '15th Park Avenue' with Manas and G1.&lt;br /&gt;Really good movie. Top class acting by everyone. Aparna Sen is a a really good director. Konkona Sen is just too good in the role of the schizophrenic. Disturbing movie.&lt;br /&gt;The fun part abt the movie was the theater!'Red Lounge' thing at Infiniti Mall. Nice Lazyboy chairs...Really nice experience to watch the movie on the recliner.&lt;br /&gt;Three of us roamed the mall and shopped for two and half hrs till the rest of the gang came. Finally at 8:45pm Anup, Madz, Sush and Nikhil came. Sad that Amit could not make it.&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice dinner at salt n pepper. came home at almost 1:30 am!&lt;br /&gt;I hv so much fun with these ppl. Feels nice to get good friends so unexpectedly! every time I chat with these ppl, I hv good time. Manas and Sushant hv the same SOH...and others at least appreciate it! The whole time we were just laughing. Might meet up again else till next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113700820583332373?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113700820583332373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113700820583332373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113700820583332373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113700820583332373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/01/fun-monday.html' title='Fun Monday!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113648639558849526</id><published>2006-01-05T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T10:39:55.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hum To Gaye Des Re........</title><content type='html'>Bloggin after a long time....was too busy having fun!&lt;br /&gt;It was such a great feeling to see my family on the airport...I met the whole Mulund gang after one and half years! Had met Amit when he was inUS though.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of getting pampered is just too awesome.Back to the security blanket. Just feels like hugging these three ppl and never lettin go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113648639558849526?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113648639558849526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113648639558849526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113648639558849526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113648639558849526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2006/01/hum-to-gaye-des-re.html' title='Hum To Gaye Des Re........'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113530131282026637</id><published>2005-12-22T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T17:28:32.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooopssssssssss!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sudden change of name???? yeaa......... Suchha stupid of me to keep a name like  rand( );&lt;br /&gt;some jerk (:P)  made me realize this. Gotta think of some nice name now....Brainstorming!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113530131282026637?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113530131282026637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113530131282026637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113530131282026637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113530131282026637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/oooopssssssssss.html' title='Oooopssssssssss!!!!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113514308067735988</id><published>2005-12-20T19:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T21:31:20.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piya Tora Kaisa Abhimaan....</title><content type='html'>Suddenly stumbled upon this song from the movie 'Raincoat'. Had totally forgotten it. Shubha Mudgal's voice and Gulzar's poetry makes it an awesomely enchanting combination. The movie was slow. but I think the song made a strong impact in the movie. Its continuously playing in the background during the main Aishwarya-Ajay part of the movie.The song ,esp.Gulzar's lines portray the helplessness and lonelyness of Aishwarya's character really well. A very moving poetry, I would say. Here are Gulzaar's lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisi mausam ka jhonka tha jo is deewar par latki hui tasweer tirchi kar gaya hai&lt;br /&gt;gaye sawan mein ye deewarein yun seeli nahin thi&lt;br /&gt;na jane kyon is dafa inme seelan aa gayi hai,&lt;br /&gt;dararein par gayi hain&lt;br /&gt;aur seelan is tarah bahti hai jaise,&lt;br /&gt;khushq rukhraron pe geele aanso chalte hain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye baarish gungunati thi isi chat ki munderon par&lt;br /&gt;ye baarish gungunati thi isi chat ki munderon par&lt;br /&gt;ye ghar ki khidkiyon ke kaanch par ungli se likh jaati thi sandese&lt;br /&gt;girti rahti hai baithi hui ab band roshandano ke peeche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dupehrein aisi lagti hain,&lt;br /&gt;bina muhron ke khaali khaane rakhein hain&lt;br /&gt;na koi khelne waala hai baazi&lt;br /&gt;aur na koi chaal chalta hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na din hota hai ab na raat hoti hai sabhi kutch ruk gaya hai&lt;br /&gt;wo kya mausam ka jhonka tha&lt;br /&gt;jo is deewar par latki hui tasweer tirchi kar gaya hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a version in Hariharan's voice as well. That is haunting too. I liked the one in Shubha Mudgals voice better. It sounds more sad and just loved the effect it makes throughout the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Hatz off to Gulzaar who can write such an awesome lyrics.  Shubha Mudgal and Hariharan  have sung too good as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' nahi aaye kesariya balama hamar.....angana bada sunsaan.. Piya tora kaisa abhimaan....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113514308067735988?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113514308067735988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113514308067735988' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113514308067735988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113514308067735988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/piya-tora-kaisa-abhimaan_20.html' title='Piya Tora Kaisa Abhimaan....'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113505906504585969</id><published>2005-12-19T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T12:10:17.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh! geek!</title><content type='html'>Watta a geeky name my blog has! I cant undertsand at times how I can be so geeky. Addicted to Java ;)&lt;br /&gt;Thought over my friend circle...all my close friends are geeks. I have a special affinity for geeks I guess. All roomies are more or less geeks even though we try to show that we r not! But statements like ' Oblong is oval rotated 180 degrees' says it all.&lt;br /&gt;I know my blogs gonna suck bigtime. so bad at writing.....so inefficient in putting my thoughts in words......inefficient by default or by choice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113505906504585969?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113505906504585969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113505906504585969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113505906504585969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113505906504585969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/duh-geek.html' title='Duh! geek!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023383.post-113505808167829246</id><published>2005-12-19T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T21:54:41.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm....finally I create my own blog. I had this on my mind for a long time, but never created one. I hope I dont run out of thoughts and words!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023383-113505808167829246?l=starlit-nights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/feeds/113505808167829246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023383&amp;postID=113505808167829246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113505808167829246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023383/posts/default/113505808167829246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starlit-nights.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-post.html' title='First Post!'/><author><name>Sharvari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08799513602190750875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
