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Beat'/><category term='mmts station'/><title type='text'>Live and let others live</title><subtitle type='html'>At last i got a Place for myself to share my tghgts, curse ,Yell aloud.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4906115049424478083</id><published>2010-10-24T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T06:19:30.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends for  (N)EVER…</title><content type='html'>I was wondering at the Friendship days gifts that I got this year from my so called F-R-I-E-N-D-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was the luckiest person, since I had my buddies with me all the time. I tght I can call up them at any time and hang on their shoulders for company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechanical lives make us no different form machines. Every one starts counting or calls us only when they NEED something from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other day one of my buddy who doesn’t even have time to meet me on my Bday to share a chai, calls up ONLY to ask if my wireless internet is working fine. He gets reminded of me only when he needs some assistance regarding his Career decisions. For all other life related decisions/ timepass he has got his own cohort group to assist. The person who claims that “I” was the reason behind his success and his interest to make it to a good decent job today rarely gets a chance to buzz me atleast. It may sound petty but when he said that he did not have the latest music collection , I woke up at 5 AM in the morning to write a copy of CD for him and passed it to the fellow the next day morning …huhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful buddy of mine doesn’t even get time to show his face to me these days. When there was NO one in his life (neither frenz nor family) to celebrate his Bday last before year I came early form office ,took him for shopping,spent time with him over dinner,letting him BOOZ until he was completely down. All through his difficult times I tried to support him with as much assistance as I can morally/Financially. Now that the fellow got a new job and new collegues he is in his own world never even caring to ring up at the least. He has got time to only SHOW OFF his new mobile phone that too for a brief 10 mins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson to be learnt : Never forget the ones who helped us when we were No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buggers…iam not sure if iam over reacting ..but I cant control my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another most Amazing buddy of mine who always used to ping me to transfer some amount for his petty expenses , with whom I prepared for my exam, my office collegue whom I treated like my best buddy has been AVOIDING ME  (Calls/SMSes/Offline messages) since 7 months. Today suddenly he calls up to say that he is flying next month. If I remember correctly it was me who injected this MBA bug in him and today when he is flying off I am the last person to be informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My so called College buddy who joined along with me to my first company doesn’t even bother to ring back the numerous missed calls. I still remember the Combined studies that we did at myplace during my Btech Days. My Next Roll number who was always clinging to me all the 4 years today feels ashamed to even say HI/Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I am able to vent out so openly about all these fellas is that they don’t follow my blogs. So there is no way that they would come to know about how they made me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people whom I can bank on are not in this country any longer. And the people who stay with me no longer have TIME to spend.&lt;br /&gt;May be I was expecting much from them. May be I was of no help to them. My dependency on these fellas makes me alone. I have to come out of this Shell. I have to break open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple formula…If they don’t care about you, stop caring about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time any fellow approaches for any kind of assistance / help/ timepass, I should upfront reject the offer and move ahead. Never be hindered by your dependency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break those bonds and Live and Let others LIVE…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4906115049424478083?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4906115049424478083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/friends-for-never.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4906115049424478083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4906115049424478083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/friends-for-never.html' title='Friends for  (N)EVER…'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1200651173768773268</id><published>2010-10-21T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T06:26:58.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poor Customer Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10/10/10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chevvy Beat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orange Auto Hyderabad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General Motors'/><title type='text'>Open Letter to GENERAL MOTORS from a Disappointed Customer.</title><content type='html'>Date: Mon, Oct 11, 2010 at 10:43 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Open Letter to GENERAL MOTORS from a Disappointed Customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: gmi.cac@gm.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom-so-ever it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with deep anguish that I am writing to you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 29th September 2010,I booked a Chevvy Beat vehicle from ORANGE Auto in Banjara Hills – Hyderabad – Andhra Pradesh. While the time of making the advance Payment itself I was assured that I would be getting the delivery within 10 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make my car purchasing a memorable event and so I planned to take the delivery on 10th October 2010 (was quite excited to have it on 10/10/10 at 10:10 AM). So I made sure that I got the Vehicle delivery commitment date as 09th October 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All through the 10 days I was constantly calling the sales guy to ensure that all &lt;br /&gt;things fall in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after ensuring all the necessary checkpoints, I could not get my vehicle delivered to me ON TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new car Dream is SHATTERED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I checked with the sales guy he promised that the vehicle would reach the showroom by 10th Evening (promised date was 9th October 2010).After repeated calls on 10th Evening , not only did the fellow ignore my calls but also dropped an SMS to me regretting his inability to deliver the car on 10th October 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting till late night on 10/10/10 only to hear from them to come and pickup the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But No one turned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 11th October 2010 morning at 10 AM, I called to the showroom and asked to connect me to the Sales manager . I explained him how disappointed we were about missing our car delivery. He promised me that he would ensure that it would be delivered by 11th October 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited till evening 5 PM. But there was no call from the concerned person confirming the delivery. Annoyed with their attitude I tried reaching the Sales manager and after repeated calls he rang me up only to inform his INABILITY to get the vehicle delivered on 11th October 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this Exercise made me CURSE myself for taking a decision to go for BEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a Maruthi Wagon R. I never had to face such situation during my 3years of stay with Maruthi. Now I REGRET my decision to move away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had huge expectations on GENERAL MOTORS. But now you guyz have let me down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a normal customer such as me, Agencies like ORANGE Auto are the FACE of GM. I trust them only because they are under the flagship of GM. And if they FAIL in delivering their promise- for me GM has failed to deliver a Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to a basic question. Is your business only to sell XXX number of cars? Isn’t there HUMAN element to it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our Emotions/Sentiments are not CARED what is the point in having faith in a reputed brand like GM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guyz don’t deliver me a Car when I want. You expect me to pick up a vehicle when you give me. When I am paying the price you have quoted, I think I am eligible to pick the date when I want the delivery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn’t a Vegetable purchase that I am making that I would take it at the whims and fancies of someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pizza hut fellow can deliver a pizza in 10 minutes. A Mac Donald’s fellow offers to take off the bill in case they cant serve me within the specified time. But GENERAL MOTORS can’t deliver me a vehicle on the committed date? When such companies lay customer service at the fore front, I am shocked to see such kind of Customer handling by GM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure how GM would Compensate me for my Time/Value/Money and most importantly the FAITH that I lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also annoying is the way this entire episode was handled. Until I made the Advance payment I was pestered by the sales fellows, and once I made the payment there isn’t any one to hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being PROACTIVE your people have stopped to ACT at the behest of a customer. They never pick the calls. They never call back when they promise that they would get back with the relevant updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am DISAPPOINTED. I do not see any ray of hope.  I was fooled twice by your people. I do not know if you would make any attempt to set things right in place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point in making huge Marketing Expenditures to increase the number of FOOTPRINTS in your showrooms when you CAN’t manage your customer’s expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect me to believe your GM’s Promise to give me a 3 year maintenance free facility, when you can’t give me a delivery on a committed date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if anyone of you guyz would ever respond to this issue, I assume I am just one such UNLUCKY fellow who dreamt of buying a car by going by the BRAND GM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone is reading this, you can understand how disgruntled we are and we repent on our decision to purchase GM Car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope some Damage control exercise would be taken up against the concerned officials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Disappointed and Unhappy Customer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1200651173768773268?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1200651173768773268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/open-letter-to-general-motors-from.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1200651173768773268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1200651173768773268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/open-letter-to-general-motors-from.html' title='Open Letter to GENERAL MOTORS from a Disappointed Customer.'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1924963227522639643</id><published>2010-10-18T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:07:05.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politician'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CEO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engineer'/><title type='text'>A typical disease….</title><content type='html'>Sometime back I read somewhere “CEO post in some organizations has become a sexually transmitted disease in India”. I was amused with the way the author brought out the analogy between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while I was surfing through some channel, I happened to come across a news item wherein a very popular south Indian hero was launching his Nephew. The boy was barely 21 years old. He looked quite naïve. Never would he had even dreamt of having such a pompous grandeur launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of the statement made by the author…”Politics / Acting / CEO ship have become sexually transmitted diseases in India”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no wonder that a Doctors Son become s doctor. An Engineers daughter becomes an engineer from a prestigious college. So what’s the harm if an actor’s son becomes an actor???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely there is no problem if that is a genuine talent. Just because Sachin tendulkar is a great cricketer doesn’t make his son a great batsman. There are quite a handful of people who arose to a stature where the parents are often referred to as dad of /mom of XYZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minister’s son becomes a minister. An actor’s son becomes a Star. A CEO’s son becomes the next CEO of that company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do they deserve that stature. Had they been not the so called Mr.Minister/Actor/CEO’s kin would they even count for that role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we see in that way only a handful of people have the opportunities to become what they want to be (even if they don’t suit for it). How about the wanna be star’s / Business magnets/ Leaders emerge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there enough breeding ground for them to nourish their dreams??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the common people are being fed to accept this ……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1924963227522639643?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1924963227522639643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/typical-disease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1924963227522639643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1924963227522639643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/typical-disease.html' title='A typical disease….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-7500922371321611983</id><published>2010-10-06T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T09:37:44.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Child Prodiy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ISB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBS'/><title type='text'>aN aChIeVeR....</title><content type='html'>No way!!!! Let me keep quiet….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I have been telling myself ever since I heard the breaking news from my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; Rewind 30 mins &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Vam Do u know ‘T’ got an admission into Harvard??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spellbound (could not utter a single word…for 2 minutes I was lost) not sure of how to respond I was just lending my ear to the caller and gazing at inanimate objects aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/TKylcix5JcI/AAAAAAAACAE/t7Z_o2fyPpo/s1600/Congrats12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/TKylcix5JcI/AAAAAAAACAE/t7Z_o2fyPpo/s320/Congrats12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524972752667747778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I heard such news was when one of my friend made it to ISB. At that time he said even when you get a 780 score in GMAT you can’t think of Harvard business school as the profile needed to be heavier. All the folks who make it HBS are intellectual geeks. They have something EXTRA in their CV that makes them Super stars with wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having known ‘T’ for the past 4 months, I knew that this candidate was a child prodigy. It took me 3 months to understand what makes T different from the rest of us.  T knows only 1 thing and it is T’s Love/Life/Passion…to simply put T’s breath. When I read long posts of T, I always appreciated the writing style…more than that the free flow of thought that T gets away with riding the fine line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T doesn’t write about Economic reforms or Bilateral Treaty’s amongst developing countries. T writes about simple human emotions but goes deep into them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am HAPPY for T for 2 reasons…one on making it to Harvard ..and secondly that I know a person who really made it to Harvard (I have read about such achievers in books till now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Best ‘T’….May you keep excelling in every future endeavor of ur’s….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T Rockssssssss!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-7500922371321611983?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7500922371321611983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/achiever.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7500922371321611983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7500922371321611983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/achiever.html' title='aN aChIeVeR....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/TKylcix5JcI/AAAAAAAACAE/t7Z_o2fyPpo/s72-c/Congrats12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1078790903786871348</id><published>2010-10-04T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T17:46:49.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orkut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gandhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Social networking ….a boon turning into a bane</title><content type='html'>“I hate gandhi”….this was a message posted on her wall by one of my distant cousin on her facebook profile on oct 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were close to 30 comments for the same from different friends chiming in their views hating Gandhi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Personally feel even though you have the right to speak whatever you want to , you need to exercise restraint when commenting in public because it is humanely impossible  not to hurt others with such remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen many of the GEN X whiz kids making such mockery about some of the well respected personalities. So this made me ponder over &lt;strong&gt;whether Social networking is a Boon or a Bane ??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always good to stay connected with your loved ones especially when you have to stay away from them most of the times in this materialistic world. Be it Facebook / twitter/ Orkut/Buzz/ Blogs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always difficult to walk the fine line between expressing our thoughts and sounding abusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be highly appreciable if we can limit our personal ire’s to our surroundings rather than going public just to make it as a fashion statement. If I hate my neighbor that doesn’t necessarily mean I go public ON AIR and vent out my disappointment and fall prey to anti social elements who always keep on scorching for such channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Sugar when consumed in excess doesn’t taste sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Play it safe..Stay on the line...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1078790903786871348?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1078790903786871348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/social-networking-boon-turning-into.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1078790903786871348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1078790903786871348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/social-networking-boon-turning-into.html' title='Social networking ….a boon turning into a bane'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6229590928556259374</id><published>2010-10-03T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T10:39:00.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perseverence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raymond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>random thgts....</title><content type='html'>What is going on in my mind at this point of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there are quite a few things that have started to bother me off late. For the past 10 days I have been dreaming to kick start something which for various reasons I understand I am not able to. So I thought I would sit down and dissect it into pieces to find the root cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Procrastination….the first time I heard this word I was in my graduation and I wondered how do we spell it. But I never used it. For the past 10 days I have been using this word daily. I have been procrastinating my schedule plan. Yes I have been POSTPONING my schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; FEAR….This is the fear to fall again. The last time I attempted to do this I had a miserable failure. I lost it. Even after 3 months of rigorous schedule I failed. The very moment I think to start off with my plan my past failure brings nightmares to me. I am afraid. I am worried that if the same thing repeats again what am I gonna do ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lifestyle…My lifestyle has changed a lot since my last attempt. I have got a few new caps to wear to fulfill those roles. I have got some additional things to take care off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Movies…don’t get me wrong. Movies are my passion. I want to stay abreast with all movie related news and I surf a lot on all the junk sites to stay updated with the quick bites, I download all the new songs , watch all good movies. Somehow my passion has started to eat off my time which was meant to achieve another dream of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sleep…now don’t laugh at this. My body doesn’t listen to me once iam off to bed. I have been trying very hard to get up early. I read somewhere that  our body needs 5 hours of sound sleep to charge up. So with this thought I go to bed early and could not get up even after setting up 3 alarms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a video on you tube of some athlete called Raymond who personified to explain what the word PERSEVERENCE means. When you begin something you need to end it – no matter whatever happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come what may you should never give up .Dont let the destiny take you to somewhere &lt;br /&gt;where everyone wants you to be, instead change the track and move to the place where YOU want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know maybe I should say this kind of stuff once I achieve my goal…..hmmmm..only winners words make sense…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6229590928556259374?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6229590928556259374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-thgts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6229590928556259374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6229590928556259374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-thgts.html' title='random thgts....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3137570983881309336</id><published>2010-09-08T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T07:16:04.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vimal theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hylite cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haleem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geographical Indicator'/><title type='text'>Mr.Brand Conscious....</title><content type='html'>‘Brand’dish folks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/TIeaSHinDLI/AAAAAAAAB_0/1TXS_wr_-hI/s1600/brand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/TIeaSHinDLI/AAAAAAAAB_0/1TXS_wr_-hI/s320/brand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514545904790998194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the outset let me clarify that this post doesn’t intend to raise a finger at any one. It has been just my observation how people’s choices change over a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently asked my collegues to join me for a dinner .Most Fridays we go for a dinner and then head out to houses. RAMADAN around the corner Hyderabad buzzes with the festive colors all around. I don’t know what exactly is ramzan or why is it celebrated. All I know is that this is the season for the world renowned HALEEM (a delicacy made with Wheat, Mutton and other special spices). Recently Hyderbadi Haleem has been conferred the status of a Geographical Indicator status &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For those of you wondering what does a Geographical Indicator stand for , it is  a special status granted by the government and a kind of special recognition that this object is now a part of the rich heritage of the concerned locality…ex: Indian Basmati rice, Tirupati Laddu, Champagne.,etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to my tryst with my colleagues to join me for a Haleem eat out, it seemed no one was interested (or rather I should put it as ‘excited’). If they had no mood to come out for dinner I would not have logged such a big post . Indeed we went for dinner on that night but to a different place (in a brand locality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole turnaround of events made me think about the change in our preferences as we grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We no longer like the Masala Chai in the T- stall on the roadside (I love the masala chai at our campus gate )&lt;br /&gt;• we no longer prefer to go to eat at places such as Cafes (not the CCD’s but the small café that we used to hang for all our gupships in our college days (our hangout was at Hotel Hylite café, near our colony bustop)&lt;br /&gt;• it has been ages that we watched a movie in a cinema hall in our local area (I miss that crowd that we used to be a part of in VIMAL Theatre at our school)&lt;br /&gt;• The tailor who used to stitch clothes for generations has closed his shop next door &lt;br /&gt;• The Local markets see a low turn around on weekdays&lt;br /&gt;• The General Store fellow at the corner of our lane seems to use the products for his family only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to comment on anyone but I would like to make  appoint clear that I would like to relish those moments that I spent in all the above places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Brand/Health/Social conscious certainly helps in our showing how mature we have turned , but it is worth to stay amateur if the experience is to relive our past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3137570983881309336?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3137570983881309336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/09/mrbrand-conscious.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3137570983881309336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3137570983881309336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/09/mrbrand-conscious.html' title='Mr.Brand Conscious....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/TIeaSHinDLI/AAAAAAAAB_0/1TXS_wr_-hI/s72-c/brand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5402549178024962607</id><published>2010-08-25T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:27:08.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sony mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mmts station'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microwave oven'/><title type='text'>Chi Vedava Jeevitam….</title><content type='html'>It has been close to 4 years that I have been working and never in my life did I feel so pissed of as I was today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever way I see I only see that I have messed up with everything around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be adding their own pinch of flavors to my headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My professional life has got no way to make me happy to come to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal life companions feel that I am not spending quality TIME with them (Little do they realise that I am not spending time with myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never  dreamt of working so HARDLY that even in my dreams I dream of the same issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my Sony MP3 player stopped working i lost interest in listning to music which in a way would have consoled me and cajoled me to a different world. I screwed it up by carelessly drenching in rain while coming to home from office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if mom gets a chance to read this she is gonna kill me…I promised her that I would get our Microwave Oven repaired and it has been almost close to 6 months that I haven’t got that fixed up…whenever I call the customer care they say they would send someone..but alas no one turns up and even if any one does turn up they come on a working day to my door without prior intimation….huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added to my woes the rains in Hyderabad are only making me feel worst of all times. While people in different parts of the country might have been rejoicing that this year it has been raining very well, people like me curse and would refer to call this as Floods as opposed to rains. The Incessant rains lead to water logging and frequent Traffic jams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have to go to my office via a Bridge (MMTS Hitech city station) and that gets choked up with vehicles of all genres Hatchback, Sedan,SUV,MUV,Luxury, 2/3 wheelers. &lt;br /&gt;So even though I have my car I am forced to go on my bike which gives me a hope that I would be able to cut down my travel time by 50%. But luck always never favors me and so most often I end up drenching myself in the rains and their resultant Potholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at times like these that I feel I could have become some one else leading a great life enjoying every moment of what I do, had I dared to take a step to opt for something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my cousin sister who is quite content with her work and she is content because she gets to do wat she likes the most. She runs a Kindergarten School. Though she is an Average scorer of all the people I knew she is the one who is enjoying a lot in wat she does. While all the so called Toppers slog their bottoms and curse for their daily chores….like ME :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish life also had an option to rewind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-5402549178024962607?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5402549178024962607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/08/chi-vedava-jeevitam.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5402549178024962607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5402549178024962607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/08/chi-vedava-jeevitam.html' title='Chi Vedava Jeevitam….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4949637717276696239</id><published>2010-07-20T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T07:00:38.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aisha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peepli Live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Udaan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simha'/><title type='text'>I am not going to watch movies….</title><content type='html'>Well I missed to add a word in my blog title…” I am not going to watch ‘regular’ movies”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was wat I felt after watching a regular series of formula oriented movies whose content involved only one common thing…and tat is NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be sincere I remember the first movie that I watched in a theatre which was a regular telugu movie. But I never knew that my passion or love for movies would go much beyond watching movies just as movies but something more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that movie I have watched hundreds of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly telugu  till my School days. Slowly turned to hindi and finally to English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be specific I cud not understand English movies till my engineering days. I remember my first English movie was Jurassic park. And my understanding of an English movie was limited to only MEGA movies which involved lots of special effects and stuff…well this topic was actually not started with the intention to write something about my love towards English movies. That can be taken as another topic Vam…now let me return to my original topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank I got fed up of watching regular movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Movie which has got nothing NEW or Innovative to make the audience feel worthy enough of their ticket cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off late let me admit I have been watching pretty DUMB movies. It was when I was watching this movie called SIMHA (apparently a blockbuster movie  ...at least tats wat many beleived). I  was able to predict every scene and the director never disappointed me in making my predictions turn reality on Screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on tat day I realized that instead of watching such movies I cud have made better use of my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May b some off beat movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my list for watching the forthcoming movies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UDAAN&lt;br /&gt;AISHA&lt;br /&gt;Peepli Live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw UDAAn today…shall try to complete the list pretty soon….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4949637717276696239?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4949637717276696239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-not-going-to-watch-movies.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4949637717276696239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4949637717276696239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-not-going-to-watch-movies.html' title='I am not going to watch movies….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1285025284356592715</id><published>2010-07-04T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:03:11.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bandh tat survives no purpose....</title><content type='html'>I never knew that people would take my previous blog post so seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i feel happy that the National parties along with regional parties have started to react for my blog post "Hikes and Hikes" to take counter effective measures to control the rising prices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don’t understand wat is the point in making such a FUSS about the issue when they are not serious to find a root cause to the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat does this Bandh mean to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; People like me who are reluctant to join Bandh (also reluctant to go to office :-)) sit at home writing lengthy blogs venting out our anguish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; While it is the school and college lads who make the most out of this bandh (at least the corporate students’ wud get some relief from their regular chores of studies...ooops not the residential folks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; By forcing people to accept BANDH for 1 whole day political parties would get ample coverage in Media and tat too absolutely free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The ill-mannered, vociferous cohort groups that follow their demigod leaders who do not understand anything about INFLATION or have never heard of any plans being chalked out to control price rises would have activity for 1 complete day.&lt;br /&gt;(How about the people who make their daily living by working as daily laborers?? Due to this disruption they wouldn't have work for 1 complete day and as such their families are forced to be hunger struck )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Observing Bandh has become synonymous to wrecking havoc in the city. it is like a sif you have been given the power to rule the city as u want. You can close any shop that u don’t like and keep the shops near ur party offices with buzzing crowds. All the chai waallas and tiffin centre snear these party office can remain open to serve the hunger needs of these  rampage mongers while the Aam aadmi for whom this bandh was intended has to be hunger driven on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Poor transportation system. It has become and object on which everyone can show thier anger. Watever may be the reason you are always free to go and break Bus panes, disrupt railway tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey but i have to rush to my office..catch u later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1285025284356592715?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1285025284356592715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/07/bandh-tat-survives-no-purpose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1285025284356592715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1285025284356592715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/07/bandh-tat-survives-no-purpose.html' title='A Bandh tat survives no purpose....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4658266279707858236</id><published>2010-06-25T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T05:28:16.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hikes and hikes</title><content type='html'>The Petrol prices have been hiked again and this time by a whopping Rs 3.50/- per litre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from now in my hometown Hyderabad (where already i think we are paying the highest price) i have to shell out 56  bucks for a litre of petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when i bought my bike i used to get close to 1.5 litre for 50 bucks which was my daily pocket money (without which i cud not have survived my Btech Days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today i cant even get atleast 1 Litre for 50 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat does this mean to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I have to b careful to take out my car (If possible avoid :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; may b i shall think of using my company transport (in which i wud waste 4 hrs per day in journey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Prefer to stay at home arther than vrooming on bike (which unfortunately i cant control )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily My car is a Duo version and it also runs on LPG. I can prefer usage of Gas as opposed to Petrol.(But still i cant understand why shud a BMW owner pay the same as a Wagon R owner/Bajaj Chetak Owner pays )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder how Common Mango People wud take this impact. May b Naseerudin Shah can define wat a Stupid Common Man can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already the Inflation is in double digit figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petrol/Kerosene Prices are Hiked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold is at an alltime high (Poor fellow T...my collegue..he is marrying in such a dreadful time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable prices are sky rocketing (So i asked mom to consider Chicken before buying veggies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiplexes in Hyd have hiked the prices to 150 bucks (and u guyz ask to kill piracy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk becomes dearer by a Rupee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking Gas price goes up by 25 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing tat looks CHEAP now is my PAYCHEQUE :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i am not sure how shud one Control these prices, i sincerely pray to god to hear some gud news coming in amongst all these unhappy News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wat leaving all these Necessary things untamed, ppl luv to spend time fighting to draw lines between countries,States and Castes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4658266279707858236?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4658266279707858236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/06/hikes-and-hikes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4658266279707858236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4658266279707858236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/06/hikes-and-hikes.html' title='Hikes and hikes'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6185887669192174837</id><published>2010-06-01T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:36:18.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='river rafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trekking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird watching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='river crossing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hubli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dandeli'/><title type='text'>Dandeli Adventure trip.....</title><content type='html'>After a long hiatus, I thought it was time for me to do something that I never did, something very crazy enough to think differently. At the same time I got an update mailer from ghac that there was space to accommodate me for their Dandeli trip to be done on 29th and 30th May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give a prologue, Dandeli is a small village near Hubli. Surrounded by thick greenery and a hometown for many kinds of wildlife and different species of birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off on Friday Evening from MGBS at 8.30 PM in a KSRTC Megahdoot AC bus. All the ticket arrangements have been done by our trip organizer…Nandu . A truly amazing guy who is doing this trip 3rd  time and 2nd one in may 2010 to the same place (Have to appreciate his patience as I wud have nvr done this kind of stuff …go to the same place 3 times …huhhhh) A very passionate guy and cheerful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Hubli by 8 AM. There were 2 Jeeps arranged to move to Dandeli from here. Oops forgot to mention our jeeps had some funny names..one was called Sahil and the other Dolly (we lovingly mocked dolly dolly dolly…). From Hubli it is 70 kms approx and it took 2 hours to reach the farmhouse (bcoz of the not so gud roads).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Farm house “Stanley’s Farmhouse” resembled like one in many of our bolllywood stylish guesthouses. Situated among lush greenery it stood alone. It is being run by a group of frenz who organize the events there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the farmhouse by 11 AM. Had quick breakfast, got freshen up and we headed to start off the action . The first we headed was River Crossing. I remember doing a similar thing when I attended my Air force Selection at Mysore. Looked simple but required great gusto to push back urself especially while returning where I had to carry my whole weight on my arms (when I completed someone told me tat I shud b leaning back so tat my weight wud be shared between my hands and body equally …Kaaash this fellow wud have said this before I started…phewwwww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I came back I was completely exhausted (may  b its been a longtime that I had some REAL Pyhsical workout…hehehe). I sat for 10 minutes as I went completely Blank for sometime trying to catch a Breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I along with a few others came back to the Farmhouse, had lunch and started off to the Natural Jacuzzi over the river Kali. It was a great one as this Jacuzzi removed all the tireness that we had since morning and made us really comfortable with the surroundings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 4 Pm we started to the White Water Rafting point some 20 kms away. There were many people already waiting . While I was amazed as to how long wud it take for all of us to complete the task , we all did it at the same time. There were 8 Rafts and each cud accommodate 8 ppl excluding the trainer. The Main trainer gave some instructions and arranged into groups of 8 and gave each group an Instructor for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we got to our raft after fighting as to who wud sit in front, I luckily was chosen by our instructor to move in to the first place (Being tall shud have its own advantages)…I and Aftab took the lead positions on either side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Instructor Shankar bhai was a cool and calm goin person. He made us feel comfortable with the river by making us jump into the river…yeah even non swimmers like me jumped into the river (ofcourse with  the Life Jacket+Headgear). Once we all felt ok. We kick started our raft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each jump in the rafting is called a Rapid. And I enjoyed every rapid sitting in the front and cruising the raft . It was amazing one and I made sure that I didn’t close my eyes when I encountered the rapid. As we raced with other rafts we kept on having head-on collisions with other rafts and drenching each other shouting “Pls don’t waste water” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 9 Km Ride with 8 Rapids. The 1st and 3rd rapids were quite exciting pumping my adrenaline high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it lasted for nearly 90 minutes . Our Dolly and Sahil were waiting for us at the other end to pick us back. After a couple of photo shoots (unfortunately we cud not get snaps on the raft in the river as we cud not manage cameras in tat water splashes and had to forgo) we headed back to our Farmhouse . The cool breeze around made us shiver and by the time we reached the farmhouse we were dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refreshed ourselves with a bath and chai and we gathered around the Bonfire to have fun. After some gosssips we had our dinner. As I tght the day was over, suddenly there was an announcement that we still had to do the Night Safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being helpless joined my crew in their expedition to see wildlife in their natural habitat. Geared with Torches we began to illuminate our way into the deep jungle with an expert. The moon was quite bright and it provided enough natural lighting to recognize each others faces. Though I hadn’t witnessed any Wildlife in the darkness Pavan and some others claimed that they had the opportunity to see a Deer and some Flying Squirrels. Guess I was following my crews footsteps and playing with the Torch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point in the jungle we all halted at a point and switched off all the torches and felt the sudden chill running down the spine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached back after the night trek at around midnite 12. We called it a day and arranged our Beds in the moonlight. Watching the stars and sleeping under the blue sky in a Jungle with natural sounds around was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Stay tuned Day 2 to come up……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6185887669192174837?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6185887669192174837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/06/dandeli-adventure-trip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6185887669192174837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6185887669192174837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/06/dandeli-adventure-trip.html' title='Dandeli Adventure trip.....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3843305750009383788</id><published>2010-05-03T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:15:57.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>few ramblings.....</title><content type='html'>Ever since i have stepped into my new office I haven’t got time to spend for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I felt I had a lot of time to pursue various hobbies such as Movies (I planned to join a Movie Club, but left the thght of it now), go on a trek (stopped checking GHAC meetup mails), planned to go for the famous Heritage walk from Charminar to Chowmohalla palace (hahaha..waking up at 7 AM on a Sunday …noway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the time i realize that , iam already 1month old in my new role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectations have started to rise, Targets have been announced, I am xpected to join the Marquee from this month end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day I am getting used to new business processes, acquinted to new frenz, and most importantly new Timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reach home it would be time to sleep giving me no chance to think about how to spend my time…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to pull up my socks , roll my sleeves and get it going….I have got some new movies and finding it difficult to watch them…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3843305750009383788?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3843305750009383788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3843305750009383788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3843305750009383788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-ramblings.html' title='few ramblings.....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5372424026314442840</id><published>2010-04-15T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T06:00:29.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i BlOg BcOz.....</title><content type='html'>Let me confess that when I started blogging I had no idea as to why people blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in my office there was a flashy email saying that my colleague is the Top Blogger of the month (with his picture). Eagerly I checked onto his blog page to see why was his picture being flashed across 50k Screens in the organization.  All I could find on his bloglink was an empty page. I immediately turned back to him and asked him as to what does this imply. Shaken by my observation, he immediately opened his blog and made a post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What went behind the scene was,  Blogging was a new concept introduced in our organization and to promote that , blogs were picked randomly and awarded the Best blog of the month Award. And my dearest neighbor, unknowingly started a blog  (but didn’t attempt to make a post, as he wud not have figured wat this was meant to be) the previous evening but had no idea as to what to post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So picking the queue from him (and to be a wanna be Best Blogger ), I also started a blog of mine and gradually picked up pace by contributing every now and then and extended my blog to blogger.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even till date my Blog Follower count is still a single digit count . So you could imagine the kind of circle I am into. None of friends blog. So they don’t read my blogs. I literally dragged many of my frenz to blogging world, while some never turned up (ending in wasting a url by creating their blog but never use it) and some stopped blogging after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because of such callous attitude that I drift away from blogging as I find no one appreciating my writing style/ sense of humor or rather observations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at times like these that &lt;strong&gt;I LOSE INTEREST TO BLOG&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I am a regular follower of blogs written by my favourite bloggers, my adrenaline starts pumping up and the fever to start blogging arises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is &lt;a href="http://www.enidhi.net/"&gt;Shrinidhi&lt;/a&gt; who is an avid blogger. On a regular basis I learn from him that even this can be blogged. My understanding of blogging (initially) was to vent out. He blogs with such passion that he blogs about everything- from vehicle reviews - Places to visit (I love his chandnichowk trip post) – NGO Activities to a part of – Technology Forums (recently he even LIVE blogged from a techie forum) – Social issues – Adventure stuff (currently he is blogging on behalf of a guy who is climbing Mount Everest and updates enidhi ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I met him was in a Brainstorming session held in our office in ways to improve blogging culture across the organization.  Though I never maintained that rapport with him, I regularly followed his blogs, because his contents are unconventional. Normally when I blog for a season it is about politics, another season about movies ,another one abt Social issues (if u had read my previous posts u wud have observed this pattern). May be this is wat is called as PATTERN /AMETUERISH Blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Shri has always been unconventional, one day if it is about travel the next post would be something which I could not imagine (May be this is wat is called as PROFESSIONAL blogging Vamsi )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joining Shri on my fav list is &lt;a href="http://doodling-thoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sodium&lt;/a&gt;, (yes remember ur chemistry classes NAOH- Sodium hydroxide). I bumped onto his blog from nowhere and had been constantly hooked to his blog. He started to blog from his engg days at IIT. His posts peaked from regular classroom happenings - dreams sharing – professional excitements. His posts are quite witty and his take on learning’s from reality makes them interesting to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offlate I have started to follow the blog of &lt;a href="http://books-life-n-more.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smita&lt;/a&gt;. As usual I don’t know her (Thanks to internet for making this possible, now people can follow unknown’s). She is an Avid reader and the best part is she posts a review of all the books that she reads and also rates them . In short she saves my MONEY. Every time I go to Crosswords to buy a book I end up admiring every book with colorful front page. Now a days I have started to read the review by smita , only then I am daring to buy a book. Though I am not a voracious reader like her, her blog updates me about the recent books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is because  of people like these &lt;strong&gt;I BLOG&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though with not much fan following, I try to stay updated with my passion (if not anything else this keeps my Typing Speed constant.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come all these people's names start with 'S'....:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-5372424026314442840?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5372424026314442840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-blog-bcoz.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5372424026314442840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5372424026314442840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-blog-bcoz.html' title='i BlOg BcOz.....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2244627940540320012</id><published>2010-04-14T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T06:17:18.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forever and ever....</title><content type='html'>“….May these colleagues be the last to die doing their job for our company”, was what our CEO (of my newly joined company) said, ending his mail on a sad note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That line made me re-read the entire mail and a sense of pride beamed in me for being a part of  this company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though in my induction to this new firm our HR mentioned many fancy words about the firm (everyone knows whats in once u enter the dragon), little did I care to concentrate . I assumed that to be a regular monotonous sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just one week past and I end up opening this mail on one fine day, and I could not stop my excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am associated with a brand where people risk their lives to run the business and it is because of such people that we are ranked No. 1 in terms of Associate delight as per a recent survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok…I got ur point…may b I am a little more excited to share this news, but last but not the least  how many of you feel that you work with someone where u see HERO’s in real time (not on celluliod), someone who risk’s their lives on a daily basis to report the news from the front lines of conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May these Hero’s Live forever…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2244627940540320012?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2244627940540320012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/04/forever-and-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2244627940540320012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2244627940540320012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/04/forever-and-ever.html' title='forever and ever....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6396300894416229175</id><published>2010-03-31T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T01:26:15.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtains down.....</title><content type='html'>And here is how it feels when u send out ur last mail (ofcourse from ur releiving company's mail box)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/S7MGb5woRwI/AAAAAAAAByI/ue2MCnLjpDU/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/S7MGb5woRwI/AAAAAAAAByI/ue2MCnLjpDU/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454710650106824450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;Dear Team,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last the day has arrived for me to bid adieu to ABC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my tryst with ABC has been brief, the amount of learning that I  had during this learning mode of my career has been enthralling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed my tenure here and appreciate having had the opportunity to work with you. More so as the road traveled wasn't level and straight, but I surely enjoyed the roller coaster ride and it was fun-filled and enriching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank each one of you who stood by me throughout my journey at XYZ . &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You can follow me on http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the very best in all your Future endeavors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do svidaniya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers…&lt;br /&gt; Vamsi  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/S7MG6L1nnwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/rTRo__nq2I0/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/S7MG6L1nnwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/rTRo__nq2I0/s320/1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454711170355666690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture abhi baaki hei mera dost.........Hasta la Vista Baby!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6396300894416229175?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6396300894416229175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/curtains-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6396300894416229175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6396300894416229175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/curtains-down.html' title='Curtains down.....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/S7MGb5woRwI/AAAAAAAAByI/ue2MCnLjpDU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2298967441519489277</id><published>2010-03-30T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T02:35:01.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sherin bahn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cnbc tv18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karan thapar'/><title type='text'>day before D day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/S7HFsRJP3UI/AAAAAAAAByA/oCk0s0KgC4I/s1600/thank-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/S7HFsRJP3UI/AAAAAAAAByA/oCk0s0KgC4I/s320/thank-you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454357988029488450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so here is my day before D day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy ?? Am I sad?? Not sure though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its that kind of emotion that when you are well dressed up and suddenly there is a heavy downpour outside. You want to move out and drench yourself completely but since you have to go and meet a very important person (may be a HR:-)) you do not dare to step out and curse yourself for being a silent spectator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowwww..wat an anomaly krishi…u rock!!! (cant help out ..edisi moham kadukunattu undi ani naaku ardam aindi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways everyone of us have to make some tough decisions…to estrange ur old buddies in and go out to search new fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever Karan thapar (I wud love to be interviewed by Sherin Bahn :-)) wants to interview me tonite on CNBC tv 18 as to wat do I feel at this point of time, I wud say “I guess that’s wat is life all about…when u think that u have made ur self comfortable at a place …it (lyf) throws a new challenge asking you to face this…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know my dear reader…Looks like iam quite overwhelmed abt all dis happening to me (infact this is not the first time )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all to cut the crap…today is my last working day at my office (officially my relieving date is tomorrow but since tomorrow I wud b busy with my relieving formalities). Got my things packed up….my notes…my personal mails backup…my stupendously envied Coffee Mug …getting ready to move out….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zindagi ek safar hai suhaaanaaa…yeha kab kya hoga kisney jaaana…….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2298967441519489277?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2298967441519489277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-before-d-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2298967441519489277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2298967441519489277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-before-d-day.html' title='day before D day'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/S7HFsRJP3UI/AAAAAAAAByA/oCk0s0KgC4I/s72-c/thank-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-7822768848798577815</id><published>2010-03-26T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T02:39:55.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After all are v r still bonded....</title><content type='html'>Though I tght I shall post this blog after 3days…couldn’t resist myself from doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we (Yes..it’s WE…my colleagues at Appy and me) had been to lunch. After repeatedly pestering them to come out for lunch since the time I planned to move out, I managed to move them from their seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me introduce my colleagues (akka.. cubbies..cubicle frenz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H…She was the first person who invited me to join for lunch at cafeteria (For almost 1 week I was having lunch all by myself..all alone in the cafeteria..It is such a weird feeling when u move from a team who gave company for lunch to one man show kind of lunch). She is ok kind of girl (Pretty ani raastey feel ekkuva avtundi ani raayatam ledu…anyways the gud news is she is pretty and the sad one is she is COMMITED) …And believe me I don’t feign to show off as a BA till date……I wud pray for god for ur happy days to kick start soon (and sad days for N :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M..He is the guy with whom I share a great rapport. We both join together when it comes to pull someone’s leg (at times satirically and at times sincerely). He has got great sense of humor and the timing with which he delivers Punches is hilarious. Quite a Witty person, Hardworking (Logs IN exactly at 9.30AM and out after 7PM..i nvr dared to beat him in his schedule). I adore him for the way he mingles with people….I still have no clue when Nokia is gonna launch ur much awaited Dual sim phone in india&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R…Though I met him late, we always hang around for coffee and lunch breaks. A Body building champion with amazing cuts (I mean it guyz…) always curious to know everything. Though his role demands him to be a supervisor, he manages to balance the thin line to be friendly with his team and at the same time gets things done by them….Shall have a treat from you once ur Maruthi Suzuki Swift desire turns up….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MN…and here comes my neighbor (sits beside me). A Calm guy….A patient listener (since he bears my garrulous talk…Yes whenever I feel sleepy I turn to MN and start a chat..i talk all crap abt everything and anything tht strikes me). A silent supporter for me. I still remember he saying to H that whatever she says he would always support me anytime…(MN u made me feel proud for my crap talk :-))…Some day u shall take ur revenge at the very person who troubles u for count….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is  B …who was always there in our talks ..but now moved to UK…Good and transparent guy  who says what he feels upfront. Though v didn’t have much time to spend, he stays in touch vth any latest updates at Appy (He is our Breaking News host)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was my team at Appy. Though officially they were from Testing team and I was from Biz Analyst team, they nvr allowed me to feel that iam an outsider to their techie talks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guyz I miss the fun here…I miss the pantry coffees(yeah I agree the coffee is cold )…I miss our P3 Serpentine queue’s for lunch..and I Miss our post lunch inspection walks (M &amp; R…though v nvr managed to view the fashion show at the entrance …I still feel sad for it…)..I miss the Red Bull (Gals)…I miss our outer periphery gupshups…I miss our Mr. Bucket stories…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…hey forgot abt Sandy…hey H say hi to sandy …M shud attack it daily with his witty one liners……and I still didn’t get that Siebel notes that u promised…:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank u all for making me feel to come to office everyday (and H - I broke ur record for 2 continous weeks…wat say M??) and most importantly make me skeptical if iam gonna get such group again at my new place :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of my childhood days lessons from Lego blocks game….I build a huge building painfully placing all the blocks and suddenly my sister would break it…and I had to start all over again to put the structure….Now that my team here is scattered I have to build another one…that’s what is life all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Very Best for ur future and hope to bump in to you some day  (I still hang around in hitech-city)….now it seems like I am gonna make u all cry with such long post…no Emotional Atyachaars plssssssss….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally one word to end dis…Hakunamatataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: though I know that u guyz don’t blog…do keep on visiting my blog to know wats happning vth me (at least sign in as my followers..my followers count wud increase:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-7822768848798577815?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7822768848798577815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-all-are-v-r-still-bonded.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7822768848798577815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7822768848798577815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-all-are-v-r-still-bonded.html' title='After all are v r still bonded....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6174236704530417199</id><published>2010-03-25T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T02:20:24.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days to go....</title><content type='html'>Well well well…looks like my team here is feeling sad to lose an esteemed team member (Ok I know I am not that esteem as I have bragged).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after putting down my papers (eagerly waiting for my relieving date which is 4 days from now), I was involved in my regular chore of activities  (forwading mails, googling and reading blogs). Saurab my team mate pinged me on gtalk (recently our places have been changed and I &amp; saurab sit opposite to each other with a partition ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“is it 4 more days left for freedom ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guessing that he was feeling sad for my departure, tght of boosting up his morale and said few adrenaline pumping quotes to him (to bring back the cheer on his face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of a typical forwarded email that I stumbled upon sometime back , 2 fellows sit infront of each other ,I mean 2 opposite workstations and ask if the other person has received the mail that this fellow has sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I and Saurab were sharing this lighter moment, my another team mate Ashu pounced onto my partition (actually he read my chat messages on saurab’s machine) asking me …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is the common thing that a Software Engineer and a Beggar have in common?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I kept on thinking to remember if that was a one liner from any forwarded mail he answered his questions saying …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Both of them ask which Platform are you working on ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the other 2 team members were busy with daily rituals we 3 shared a lighter note ….hmm gonna miss this in 4 days &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6174236704530417199?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6174236704530417199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-days-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6174236704530417199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6174236704530417199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-days-to-go.html' title='4 days to go....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-733346660094086216</id><published>2010-03-17T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:21:22.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Srisailam</title><content type='html'>After a long tussle with my frenz, I  managed to win over them and convinced them for a long drive to srisailam last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there were many trips that we planned exhaustively but none of them fruitified in the past, so we kept the planning away from hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and Lucky finalized the itinerary and confirmed with Shali and prashant on the day before of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO on Saturday morning at 5 AM we started from Kukatpally, picked Prashant at Santosh nagar and headed towards srisailam highway via chandrayan gutta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 6 AM we moved out of the city, had a chance to view Sunrise amidst no concrete interventions. We had a Garam Chai at a village on the way and headed out on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a longtime we wanted to go on for a trek , incidentally last week we planned to join GHAC group for their Moulali Trek but due to our laziness didn’t wake on time and so missed the Rappelling fun. As we crossed a village called Amangal, a thought struck to us that we shall try trekking, So loaded with vengeance, we stopped our vehicle near a Hillock and climbed the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this was our first trek (that too with no safety mechanisms), we managed to climb uphill in 30 mins and descended in 35 minutes. Though the initial terrain was normal, as we steeped ahead the ascending angled increased which made our descend thrilling. At one point of time we were on our hands grappling to descend without skidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8.30AM Successfully after 75 minutes we completed the trek and scored a 1 in our trekking account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we headed to a Small Dhaba for Breakfast. As I  read in some blogs about the kind of food that we can expect on the way to srisailam I  suggested everyone to have an extra plate of dosa to be on safe side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Breakfast we took the straight road to Srisailam. Our first stop was at UmaMaheswaram, a temple on hillock. Before driving on the real Ghat road of srisailam , this road provided a sample track of how to drive on the ghat road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here we headed to MallelaTheertham, a picturesque location with Waterfalls. It comes 56 Km's before srisailam. From where we need to take a left and drive 8 Km's on a kacha road.(the max speed that u can drive on this road is30Kms..so imagine the kind of road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waterfalls were great. We had a shower. There was a corporate gang who were cooking food (with drinks) and were having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shower we headed directly to Srisailam as all of us were exhausted.  On the way we stopped at couple of view points and clicked some snaps. The real surprise was yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached srisailam we were shocked to see the crowd. Little did we realize/ knew that Karnataka and Maharashtra ppl come to Srisailam for Ugadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By seeing the crowd we were awestruck. It took 2 hrs for us to manage Hotel Room due to heavy rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After refreshing ourselves we tght we shall complete the darshan on Saturday itself. We stood in the special darshan Queue at 8PM and reached the ticket counter at 11.30PM. The temple was so crowded that it took 5 hours for us for the darshan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came out of temple at 1.30AM on Sunday and all 4 of us were completely out. we had chapattis which were so hard to eat that we could chew only 1 and had to leave the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the queue for 5 hours many pictures flashed through my mind. 2 Years back, on shali's bday (which incidentally was on mahasivaratri) we went to a restaurant and had chicken biryani knowing the fact that it was Sivaraatri. So I  tght Lord siva wanted us to pay for our arrogance by making us stand in the Queue for 5 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we woke up at 9AM, refreshed and moved out of srisailam (My car gave a little trouble but thankfully that was resolved in 2 hrs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back again we halted at many places , we drove my car into srisailam dam water and had some fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back at Amangal, Prashant suggested to get some pure Palm Wine as he knew someone in that village. After some search we located the person who extracted Kallu in front of us form the tree and I tasted a glass. It was good but I  didn’t dare to have one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached home it was 10PM. The  distance totaled to 520 Kms. This was my First long drive wherein I  drove almost 400+Kms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view the pics click below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/krishireddy/Srisailam201002?authkey=Gv1sRgCJj6mYmq3qyViAE#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-733346660094086216?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/733346660094086216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-srisailam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/733346660094086216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/733346660094086216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-srisailam.html' title='Trip to Srisailam'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-26625270496482503</id><published>2010-03-12T01:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T01:33:37.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mobile life....</title><content type='html'>I thought I  will take  a break from my regular posts of venting out on politics, movie reviews., etc So planned to share my experience with mobile phones.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My mobile tryst started off with a Nokia 3315 in my engineering college. Since I  cud not afford for a slim looking one, had to suffice myself with this sturdy mobile. Though bulky it helped me throughout my engineering initial days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then moved onto Nokia 6030 , a color mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had an inbuilt FM and Radio mirchi was introduced in Hyd for the first time. So it was great fun to put FM on speaker in my classroom and every one used to enjoy the music while completing their Records (Yes we used to complete our Lab Records in college, we didn’t want to waste time at home:-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I  moved to my first corporate exposure, Mom bought a new Nokia 3230 as a gift. Liked it very much as it had a Music player and a decent camera. Though I  never had the funds to increase its memory card from 32MB (a free card that was given along with the mobile).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All through till that time I  was a diehard Nokia Fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my sister wanted a mobile ,for she was moving to Delhi, I  bought a Sony Ericsson W200i for her. As customary I  used the new mobile and she had to adjust herself with the old one (that’s the advantage of being the Elder, u get to use brand new ones and can pass on ur legacy to ur chottu's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I  used w200i for a momentary period of time, I  was enthralled by its walkman music , amazing one, the Bass and treble that it produces is unmatched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO my next choice of mobile was Sony Ericsson W580i, a gift from my sis once she got placed with an MNC with a whopping initial package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W580i was the mobile that I  used for a longer time compared to all my previous mobiles. It made a complete music freak out of me. I used it for close to 2 years. As every mobile starts to wear out after sometime, W580's time also began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to move ahead and try an touch phone . Checked with Iphone and its cost made me reconsider my decision. At the same time happened to see a touch phone form Samsung in Reliance Digital. When the sales girl (gud looking one) said it was at 8k, i could not sleep the entire night  (no not because of the girl but bcoz of tat 8k touch mobile).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did exhaustive research on Net and read every single review about the phone, and finally zeroed onto Samsung Corby (only reason why I  chose it than a Samsung Star was because Corby had the option to use my Sony ericsson kind of bullet Headset)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7.5k Corby was the best deal (everyone goes mute when I  say the price of the mobile).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its Samsung Corby now in hands . Shall post an in detail review of Corby soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: The funniest part is I have all my older mobiles with me still. Some of them were not repaired and some could not be repaired &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-26625270496482503?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/26625270496482503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-mobile-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/26625270496482503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/26625270496482503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-mobile-life.html' title='My Mobile life....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-8625534554607203134</id><published>2010-03-08T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T02:45:56.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop ...Sound...Horn</title><content type='html'>I have to blog...i  am not sure wat to blog, how to blog but I  just wanna blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is , I  have put down my papers here at my company. Though I  haven’t been here for more time, it has been a gud experience to hang around with people from different domains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i always claimed in my team, this brief tryst helped me enhance my logical and decision making skills. (hahaha..dis is wat a Tom Hanks says once he returns home from his Castaway island)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, I transitioned into a Business Analyst (from visiting card designation to payroll designation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning has never stopped. Coming from a company of 50k headcount and work in a company with barely 2500 odd employees is a daunting task. Daunting because I need to forgo all my luxuries of communicators, landlines (with STD facilities),complete automatised processes &amp; Approvals to complete tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets though. Every company that is today at its peak position would have passed this stage and there would have been many vamsi's like me who were involved in building these companies to what they are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I am sure with this experience I  had made a cornucopia of my resume with various ingredients like working domains as diverse as software development vis-a-vis independent software testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop..Sound..Hor...and overtake (vrooooooom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyf is callingggggggg...and I  am moving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zindagi ek safar hai suhaaana...&lt;br /&gt;Yeha kab kya hoga kisne jaana…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-8625534554607203134?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8625534554607203134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/stop-soundhorn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8625534554607203134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8625534554607203134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/stop-soundhorn.html' title='Stop ...Sound...Horn'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2344381408483813484</id><published>2010-03-01T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T03:56:16.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A matter of pride....</title><content type='html'>When the person whom you think is your mentor says that he learnt something from you, the kind of fulfillment that you have inside you is quite unexplainable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when someone who is inspired by you gives that credit to you, you truly would be on cloud 9 (no this is not the new energy drink with superb models clinging around it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly when one of my friends recently started to blog, he accredited that it was ME who inspired him to blog, I was AWESTRUCK. We both used to hang around throughout my graduation days and outbeat each other with our vocab levels (mostly the GRE wordlist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from a similar background, both of us were average students carrying tones of dreams to do this and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In due course of time we both took different career paths and learnt things in a different way. He is always inquisitive, cheerful dynamic, extrovert, amicable and loving person. Whatever were his learning lessons in life he would take care that I would not have to drive through the same failed path but rather help me to come out successfully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2344381408483813484?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2344381408483813484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/matter-of-pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2344381408483813484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2344381408483813484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/03/matter-of-pride.html' title='A matter of pride....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4195739479039615972</id><published>2010-01-26T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T07:39:06.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F &amp; F</title><content type='html'>Today I went to temple to accompany a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why I accompanied was I was also equally disturbed with the way things are turning up. Sometime back I read somewhere that ,one lesson that life teaches is that there would be a bandwidth of time during which everything that you do would be seen from a negative angle by every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However hard you try to put things in place they still seem to be placed OUT of Place to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving that a side as I finished my darshan and sat on the steps to relax mentally, there turned up an Elderly gentleman who was asking all the devotees to complete a form which required you to chant the mantra and write it (I really do not know the reason for this act but iam of the opinion that people write 108 times and multiple 108 times for a strong belief which iam not certain about.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With No offence meant I replied to him that iam no mood to write it, as I was already perturbed by some other issues. With an aggressive tone he gave me 4 slips and said “Fill as much as u can in 10 minutes, Just write for 10 minutes”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwillingly I accepted the form and started to fill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 minutes I found that I wasn’t able to concentrate on the work that iam doing. I wrote it barely 20 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind kept on wandering around many other issues and I saw that the man’s way of asking people to fill the form was not the way it should have meant to be. People come to temple because of 2 F’s one is Faith and the other Fear. I don’t know if most of you would agree with the Fear part. And hence people were writing because of their own F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 45 minutes my mind was not co-operating to perform an act in which my heart wasn’t involved in. Reluctantly I went to the Elderly gentleman , handed over him the sheet and said that I couldn’t complete the sheet . To my surprise the man started to shout at me for not completing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained him that I was in no mood to write it, and he reverted that u have wasted a sheet and no one else would complete this sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were people who were taking the sheets to  home saying that they would complete them and get them back next day.I am not sure how many of those sheets would find their way back in a completed format. Also I am not sure how many of them would not waste those sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sole purpose of this act as I understand should be to involve as many devotees as possible to write the mantra 1 crore times and spread the belief. In that sense I have contributed 21 times from my end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rebuted to his comments saying that he should not bank upon peoples F, if they really intend to co-operate they would come and do it willingly rather than he forcing a pen and 4 sheets in their hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally felt sorry for my attitude, but I was equally annoyed with the way he was handling the issue.:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4195739479039615972?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4195739479039615972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/01/f-f.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4195739479039615972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4195739479039615972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2010/01/f-f.html' title='F &amp; F'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3166991921689317076</id><published>2009-11-23T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:09:45.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 001</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day at my new office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving from a company of size 50k strength to a company of size 1.5k, was a dramatic change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; U get to know more (since u end up doing multiple works)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Foster ur leadership qualities&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Recognition for ur hard work (Since not many layers to cover up ur work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Stretched Timings&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Limited Luxuries (Coffee,Cafeteria,Celebrations)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Strict Discipline (Ur every movement would be hawked)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Compressed workplaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days go by hope the first list increases more rapidly than my second list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it for today....Gudnite and shabba khair!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3166991921689317076?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3166991921689317076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-001.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3166991921689317076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3166991921689317076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-001.html' title='Day 001'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3216205130199288111</id><published>2009-11-20T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:34:06.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is WAT BIZNESS DEMANDS</title><content type='html'>After 3 years 3 months, today i resigned my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first job - my first company - which transformed me from a newbie college graduate to a Professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in any list there is only one FIRST place, this is my FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the excitement of new prospectus shall help me from this emotional attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess this is WHAT BIZNESS DEMANDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3216205130199288111?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3216205130199288111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-wat-bizness-demands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3216205130199288111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3216205130199288111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-wat-bizness-demands.html' title='this is WAT BIZNESS DEMANDS'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6034240082119171167</id><published>2009-11-13T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:47:05.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamsi calling Vamsi...</title><content type='html'>Dear Vamsi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surviving the past 5 months has been a grueling effort. Stranded alone amidst nothing , always hoping that on the next turn there would be a ray of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to enter every road alas none of the roads left to any place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time only with me had been a harrowing ordeal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoided blogging, Stopped catching up frenz and relatives (Cant explain what iam afraid off), while some of the people even attributed this change of mine to an altogether different factor...and i admit here that it had no influence on wat so ever for me to distance from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating with,Sleeping with,Talking to only one person ie., ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very own frenz regarding whom i wrote Recommendations, testimonials,reserved movie tickets,paid for parties, took to shopping, boosted their morale, offered career guidance, Financial support occasionally, best pals since kindergarten, are to be seen no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very same people who complimented that my smile is my USP, are in no mood to bring that cheer on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Should Change. I should also think about myself. I shouldn't act proactively to help someone who is all alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that the other side of life would be so rustic,demeaning and debilitating , wherein people will help only if they get something in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of asking the same question again and again "What was my fault that lyf overthrew me from my track ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a lesson that takes test first and then teaches a lesson -  a quote that fixed on my study table as a post-it note to rejuvenate myself. But waking up every day morning to see the same note there had become so monotonous that even that quote isnt making me run on my heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time u get addicted to it and there isn't any excitement that it pumps in u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 months , i felt this week was going to change and get me back to my gud old days, i guess i was asking too much from life, may b the time has not yet come for my troubles to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while Mom,Sis,D and Sra1 try to boost my spirits along with their silent support , I dream of a day when i would stumble upon this letter to myself and roll out tears remembering the ones who stood by me during these tough times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as i write this letter to u, My eyes are silently wet while my heart is wailing aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Gud care of you Vamsi, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;Vamsi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6034240082119171167?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6034240082119171167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/11/vamsi-calling-vamsi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6034240082119171167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6034240082119171167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/11/vamsi-calling-vamsi.html' title='Vamsi calling Vamsi...'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6121969301009427294</id><published>2009-09-11T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:09:09.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Movie Josh…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/Sqs69Mik3AI/AAAAAAAABkY/QxvbDg9IaVY/s1600-h/Josh+audio+wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/Sqs69Mik3AI/AAAAAAAABkY/QxvbDg9IaVY/s320/Josh+audio+wallpaper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380459002836868098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With not much hue and cry around the movie except for the launch of another starkid Nagachaitanya, I was expecting another family entertainer from the stable of Dil Raju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked the tickets for the first day first show, but unfortunately due to the sudden turnaround of events post YSR’s sad demise had to postpone our plan. Even though the movie was released on Friday we could manage to watch it on Monday only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I Liked the Movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a long time that a movie based out and out on college background has been made. I guess after Sye ,Josh is the only movie which belongs to that category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the movie completely. Chaitanya was looking decently charming. But I suppose that’s the way debutant actors look like. For that matter when Bunny was launched in Gangotri or Charan in Chiruta they also had that innocence in their faces. Hopefully Chaitanya would also work on his body language for his next movie of Gowtham menon. With a lite beard and oiled hair in the opening scene he resembled Nagarajuna in Geetanjali. He showed good difference in his body language distinguishing the character from the flashback episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about Karthika was she never over/under occupied the screen with the hero. Her raised eyebrows were eye catchy. Though she appeared a little tall , her role is bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dil Raju has this very keen ability to identify the guyz who work for their dream – another such hunt result is Director vasu varma. To be a debutante director and at the same time launching a Starkid would have drained him out completely as he has to prove himself catering to the expectations of the fans. I think by choosing a college backdrop he was able to strike the chord with Students and masses.  Though to make the family audiences comfortable he maintained the track of Prakash Raj as a good Samaritan principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the story goes the director chose to keep the audience sceptical in the first half as to what would the flash back episode be. I thought the interval would be something similar to Student number 1. The first half was witty especially because of Sunil, who added the punch lines and comic mannerisms while the second half was more concentrated on diversifying the acting skills of chaitanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music by sandeep chowta is good and I liked the bit songs. The satirical song of college bulloda has humorous lyrics. Although by Monday the song me me meka was removed from the movie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it’s a good movie with a Message. The Best part about the movie was its all about Youth and as always YOUTH ROCKZZZZ….JOSH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6121969301009427294?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6121969301009427294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-movie-josh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6121969301009427294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6121969301009427294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-movie-josh.html' title='My Movie Josh…'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/Sqs69Mik3AI/AAAAAAAABkY/QxvbDg9IaVY/s72-c/Josh+audio+wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2470057378278133138</id><published>2009-09-03T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:55:25.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i Want a break.....</title><content type='html'>It has been so long that i moved out of my mundane life. I feel as the guy in Smirnoff Advertisement , My life is calling me..... waiting outside my window and here iam thinking what should i do next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is what??? When aamir khan says this line in samsung ads he looks cool in his ghazini looks. But when i pose the same to me i sound like a bloke to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SqAeJMFTC8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/_8IzSMS-VjY/s1600-h/DSC00576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SqAeJMFTC8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/_8IzSMS-VjY/s320/DSC00576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377331098291473346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2mnths from now i shall be hitting my 25th marquee...Next is what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a discussion with a frend today as to which side of life should i take. On one side i believe 25 is the age when you need to set out your goals, aspirations and work hard. This shall set a platform for my coming 25 years of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the fence i am also of the strong opinion that 25 is the time when you ought to make mistakes learn from them and make sure not to repeat them, savor every moment of your life, bcoz v nvr knw next is what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;aashaayen ...&lt;br /&gt;aashaayen ...&lt;br /&gt;kutch paane ki ho aas aas&lt;br /&gt;kutch armaan ho jo khaas khaas&lt;br /&gt;aashaayen ...&lt;br /&gt;har koshish mein ho waar waar&lt;br /&gt;kare dariyao ko aar paar&lt;br /&gt;aashaayen ...&lt;br /&gt;toofano ko chir ke &lt;br /&gt;manzilo ko chin le&lt;br /&gt;....aashaayen khile dil ki&lt;br /&gt;ummeedein hase dil ki&lt;br /&gt;ab mushkil nahi kutch bhi&lt;br /&gt;nahi kutch bhi......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as nagesh kukunoor's iqbal sings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour discussion we ended our call with a sigh only to realize that v were going nowhere....Well as of now iam planning to take a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i want to yell out "I WANT a BREAK", cant disturb Mom at this late night...anyways shall yell aloud 2mrw morning....Gudnite folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aashaayein.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2470057378278133138?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2470057378278133138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2470057378278133138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2470057378278133138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-break.html' title='i Want a break.....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SqAeJMFTC8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/_8IzSMS-VjY/s72-c/DSC00576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4841420216687454461</id><published>2009-08-21T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:21:19.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderfull life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It truly is a Wonderful life!!!!</title><content type='html'>Just completed watching this 1946 classic English movie “It is a wonderful life” by Frank Capra. It immediately struck a chord with me. The movie was refreshingly invigorating. Mr. George bailey and his wife Mrs. Mary George bailey deserve a Special mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Wonderful Life - was nominated for five Oscars without winning any, but the film has since been recognized by the American Film Institute as one of the 100 best American films ever made, and placed number one on their list of the most inspirational American films of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I go to blog about it after a long hiatus from my blogging space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired of your regular life? Do you think life is not giving you more ? Do you think your efforts are not being recognised? Or are your friends, family and relatives insinuating you? You think you had enough of hardships and you are in no mood to take these hardships any longer ? Do you wish you were not born at all in such a world? (I also feel the same….:-)…..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhan te nan…..ta ra ra ….dhan te nan….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for a moment assume that you are not in this world. Imagine how this world around you would have been had you been not there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you heard it right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step out of your shoes and see how the world moves without you. Count on the things that you would miss. Imagine how lucky you are to step into all those lives of your family, loved ones and friends and change them the way their lives’ are today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the character named Vamsi not been created in this world&lt;br /&gt;• a mother would have cooked any vegetable of her choice (Our daily fight starts here)&lt;br /&gt;• A sister would have no brother to collect her gift from her brother on the eve of rakhi (this year my sister tied a gold rakhi…24 carats gold..phewwww..i was left awestruck as I could not gift her reasonably)&lt;br /&gt;• A friend would not have someone to listen her and attempt to make her dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;• A Shali would have picked another buddy to hang around for new movies (It has been quite a longtime that we went to a movie though)&lt;br /&gt;• A Sravan would not have a person who takes his words with highest regards (even though at times I pretend to argue with sravan just to see how it looks to be on the other side of the argument  ,but  I give it a thought before sleeping that night..bcoz he is always right )&lt;br /&gt;• A Lucky would not have known how does a  “Boy with no bad habits” be like&lt;br /&gt;• A  Hasham would have got some other buddy to prepare for his GMAT exam&lt;br /&gt;• An Amit would have had his books intact with him.(I misplaced his books somewhere, have to replace them)&lt;br /&gt;• A Ravinder@bangalore would have spent his STD mobile call duration with some special friend of his (Dude always tries to pump up my spirits)&lt;br /&gt;• A Sushmi would have no friend to inform every time she moves in and out of Hyderabad to US&lt;br /&gt;• A Raghu would have another friend who calls him for all festivals (Poor chap I never called him till date since the time he left to US. He always do’s the Honours for me)&lt;br /&gt;• A tenant would have known how rude his landlord would be for not switching off the Motor after the water tank is filled&lt;br /&gt;• A Balu would not have some one to help him with his Online movie tickets for first day first show ticket.&lt;br /&gt;• A Raj would have had a courteous friend.&lt;br /&gt;• A Nabee would have no one to pull his leg in midnight chats&lt;br /&gt;• A Swathy would not have someone to ping her at midnight 1 AM IST (while it’s a busy peak day time for her  in US)&lt;br /&gt;• A venky would not have someone to file his IT returns in Hyderabad (he asked me only once though)&lt;br /&gt;• An SBI credit card lady would have missed a contact number to dial every day as part of her daily ritual (She has been bugging me for the past 1 month daily)&lt;br /&gt;• A Neighbor would not have known how patient his fellow neighbour  would have been even though  his car was bumped once which costed him heavily on his pockets&lt;br /&gt;• A Sony ericsson mobile service fellow would have been happy to miss a disgruntled customer (My mobile display is switched off just after 3 months of replacement …)&lt;br /&gt;• ….list unending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because of people like the above that I feel I am worthy enough to fail and learn along with success in my life. Thanks every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Remember no man is a failure who has friends!!!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4841420216687454461?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4841420216687454461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-truly-is-wonderful-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4841420216687454461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4841420216687454461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-truly-is-wonderful-life.html' title='It truly is a Wonderful life!!!!'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6565627874874249815</id><published>2009-07-05T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:15:16.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wat an IDEA sirjee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBhAqVczQI/AAAAAAAABiw/0daXEEGPEgo/s1600-h/idea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBhAqVczQI/AAAAAAAABiw/0daXEEGPEgo/s320/idea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354886620935671042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long back when i first saw the IDEA Cellular ad campaign of Abhishek bachan, i was quite impressed with the concept. The Series was based on a social upliftment platform. Sometime later i came to understand that the total series was conceptualized by none other than Balki(he also has the movie Cheeni Kum to his credit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Jr.Bachan added the much required glamor quotient to the ad, it was the engrossed message which paved the way for the Ad from On screen to off screen discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the one wherein the Village head brings in a new initiative into the village that required everyone in the village to be addressed by his/her number (which obviously was an Idea Cellular number, the brand for whose survival has this ad been made)instead of their respective names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week back when i heard that Government of India has brought the idea from Reel to real life implementation by specially constituting a Department to start allotting Unique Identification numbers to every citizen of India. So from here on if you come across more than one Vamsi in your life, i shall be different from them by way of unique ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something on similar lines to US's Social Security numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While initially i was not sure how gud progress would this effort make when we are referring to a country where we already have many numbers starting from Roll numbers in class to Driving license to mobile numbers.., etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time since this Initiative shall be spearheaded by Mr. Nandan Nilekani to prove his mettle with the humongous task ahead him my expectations raised a few notches high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat an IDEA Sirjee.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6565627874874249815?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6565627874874249815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/07/wat-idea-sirjee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6565627874874249815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6565627874874249815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/07/wat-idea-sirjee.html' title='wat an IDEA sirjee'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBhAqVczQI/AAAAAAAABiw/0daXEEGPEgo/s72-c/idea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-986176042853133468</id><published>2009-07-01T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T09:09:15.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want more for my Money</title><content type='html'>Today while standing in the Queue at Bigbazar to make the payment, the person before me was murmuring with the billing fellow over the Quality of  the goods that are being sold at the store. I didn't bother to checkup which brand made him so upset but all the while i was making the payment i was pondering over the Consumer Vs Producer perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Consumer's version of "I want more for my money"..VS "Iam giving you the best" of the Producer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it is true that few of the consumer goods currently available in the market are not meeting the standards of durability, it would also be worth while to emphasize the role of consumers as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consumers today no longer want the same product again and again. They are looking for new options and wide range of choices to choose over. This preference by consumers has sparked off an intense competition among the producers of consumer goods. Producers have expressed their anguish at various public forums that there isnt any guarantee that Consumers who buy a product once will for sure return to purchase the same product again. Since they knew their competitor is trying to woo this consumer with another interesting feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the latest innovations in technology have drastically cut down the Production times and the introduction of concepts like Lean, Sixsigma and JIT-Just in time, brought in the importance of maintaining less inventory as a result producers no longer maintain huge quantities of same variant of product as they used to do a decade back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Consumers complain that they are not being given their value for money in terms of durability the producers are trying to reduce costs day in and day out to attract more consumers towards their product. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example many Shopping malls have now started to the usage of Paper bags in contrast to plastic bags which were used earlie. Though Plastic bags have longer life as consumers wanted more durable products, but the time they take to decompose is longer and they contribute to environmental pollution leading to global warming.So producers have come up with novel concepts like Jute and paper bags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also these products once they wear out, are subjected to recycling, to be processed as raw material for production purposes without leading to any wastage. This particular effort has paved the way to conserve and effectively utilise our natural resources and is also economical to consumers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many Standard bodies which oversee this process and certify that a particular product is worthy enough to be spent the amount it is being quoted to. Hence there are tough standards to be complied to bring a product into the market. They ensure that a product is not touted to be used beyond its durability to ensure consumer safety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-986176042853133468?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/986176042853133468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-more-for-my-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/986176042853133468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/986176042853133468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-more-for-my-money.html' title='I want more for my Money'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5957053321972585356</id><published>2009-05-03T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:38:35.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subject: Reg Education Loan for my Kindergarten Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Subject: Reg Education Loan for my Kindergarten Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; Recently the parents of kids studying in Delhi Public School of Hyderabad branch protested against the school management for a drastic Hike in School fee upon a short notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; I was shocked to know that the School’s of that genre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;(which go with out saying like premium schools with facilities like AC Classrooms/AC Buses/ Swanky School Uniforms .,etc)are charging a near to 5 digit figure for kids upto 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; Standard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; A 5 Digit figure that tooo for a kid who has not even completed his 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; Standard. My 4 year Engineering fee’s doesn’t even make upto half of what they are charging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; If such situation prevails I guess I have to raise Education loan to join my kid when I have one to admit him into a Kindergarten. Poor fellow will be forced to pay his initial 5 years salary assuming that they are working as a Bonded Slave to repay the Loan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; Thankgod they can atleast claim full income tax exemption with out botching up like I do at the last minute every February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-5957053321972585356?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5957053321972585356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/05/subject-reg-education-loan-for-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5957053321972585356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5957053321972585356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/05/subject-reg-education-loan-for-my.html' title='Subject: Reg Education Loan for my Kindergarten Kid'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2013429961287941907</id><published>2009-05-01T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:21:33.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sachin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Will my Vote count??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This was the question that was lingering in my mind even when I was standing in the Queue to exercise my vote. Though I advocated everyone to vote and I knew all the reasons as to why should I vote, the moment I stood in the Queue for 1 hour to caste my vote(mind you that too in the scorching Sun at 12.30 PM) I in quested myself as to Will my vote make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I stood in the queue for 1 hour brooding over the same thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally I casted my vote and returned home. We all discussed about the Election fever in our colony had our lunch and after that it was followed by our regular routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Today morning, after the successful conduction of Phase 3 Polling, I noticed an article in the newspaper. The article mentioned that the Election Commission created history by conducting Polling at a centre in a District amidst a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;. All the Security arrangements along with the Polling Officers have been sent to the village to ensure free and fair elections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Guess you are also wondering as to what is the reason for this article to be placed on Main page and what History did it make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Well this particular polling Station had only ONE VOTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes this particular Polling Station had only one Voter who was the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Local&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; priest. All of the Polling Officers went to collect his VOTE and stayed back until evening 5 PM as they had to wait according to their rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;All this Setup to record ONE VOTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Having the Luxury to vote at my nearby place I was wondering if my Vote matters to anyone apart from me , with the indication of an Indelible mark on my Finger for the next 15 days to remind me that I Voted for a change leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And yes every Vote matters. Its only drops that make a Glass full, few glasses make a Pot full and few pots make a lake full. (sounds like a Moron Old saying but cant help it…since it’s the truth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sachin didn’t become the highest Run maker only with 4’s and 6’s. His Singles also counted for his victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Every single run/drop/VOTE counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-2013429961287941907?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2013429961287941907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/05/will-my-vote-count.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2013429961287941907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2013429961287941907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/05/will-my-vote-count.html' title='Will my Vote count??'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5694457771612153618</id><published>2009-04-29T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:25:18.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher i forgot my Homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;School days shall have a special set of stories that are wounded up in everyone’s minds. Every one has their own version of their Heroic (or rather specifically termed as Idiotic) acts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Over lunch today I and my colleague were discussing our school days. Good old funny days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hated my School the most but had to land up there every morning (or else mom would accompany me and I shall have my daily dose started there).  All the way to school I wished that one of my teacher falls sick so that I can escape that boring class  and ask my PT sir to allow us to play in the ground.(till day iam not sure what PT means :-( ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Being the Class leader I had the authority to maintain silence in the class. As the teacher was busy with her work I would be THE PUNISHER, to note the names of chaps who would talk to one another (and the list had the people who didn’t share their snacks/lunch/pen/labels with me and they used to bribe me with them to erase their name). I enjoyed it a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; As a CL I was supposed to collect every one’s homework books and take them to Staff room.(Didn’t realize that I can skip my homework book.) Many a times would end up saying "Teacher i forgot my Homework" for which the reply was "Did you forget ur Lunch box?? No right then Why did you forget this " (Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Till 5th Standard, we used to have a period for SLEEPING. Immediately after lunch there was session to take a royal siesta. Never did I sleep in any sleeping period rather ended up playing. (Now in office I understand the importance of Sleeping Hour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; While returning home again would wish that my tuition teacher goes out on some personal emergency or she falls sick or her relatives. (I just wanted to bunk my tuition as I would never do my homework).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Everyday by the time Mom was making her way back home from a hectic day at the Office I used to invite her with a smile -kneeling down in the balcony for not doing my Tuition Homework. After that heroic act of mine how could Mom let me have my dinner without serving my STARTERs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Days used to start at 7 AM and end at 9PM with an afternoon break to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Envied to be like all those elder brothers who used to ride Bikes, go to movies every time a new flick was released and all this answerable to none.(But now I realize that these are just the tip of an Icing on the cake called responsibilities). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I really long to have those days again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-5694457771612153618?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5694457771612153618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/teacher-i-forgot-my-homework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5694457771612153618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5694457771612153618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/teacher-i-forgot-my-homework.html' title='Teacher i forgot my Homework'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1533608561195899743</id><published>2009-04-27T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:59:01.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dejected'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissension'/><title type='text'>Operation Shoe……</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Looks like every one has their own reason to protest. When a Journalist can throw his shoe at Ex-president of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Mr. Bush how can that practice be far from being emulated in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Elections seem to have tested the patience levels of several at a very personal level. This is evident from the fact that, most of the high profile politicians have been tasting the wrath of general public who no longer could digest their INACTIONs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; A Sikh Journalist expressed his dissension by hurling his shoe at Mr.Chidambaram’s Press conference as soon as the Congree declared the 1984 Sikh riot accused Tytler as a party candidate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Yesterday another angry young man hurled his shoe at Prime Minister Manmohan Singh to record his sentiment (while the actual reason is not yet known as to what made the young man take the bold step)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Opposition party leader mr. Advani seems to be the most liked person to be hurled by Shoes. Just 2 phases of elections completed and his count stands at 4 (4 Shoes hurled at him at different instances), and he has 3 more phases to go by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; On a Funny note why cant Shoe companies like Reebok,Nike,Adidas or for that matter our own Bata sign up our much liked politicians as their Brand Ambassadors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; That way the politicians shall no longer feel shy when someone hurls a Shoe/Sandal (with grease,mud stains) at them. They can start making extra bucks along with their celebrity status being intact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; What say Mr.Politician???? &lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-1533608561195899743?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1533608561195899743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/operation-shoe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1533608561195899743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1533608561195899743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/operation-shoe.html' title='Operation Shoe……'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-8158915675098568418</id><published>2009-04-26T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T05:45:08.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><title type='text'>Where is Recession????</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Recession…Economic Crisis…..Layoffs…seem to be the words of the season. Every one seems to chat around the same lines or atleast every conversation being ended up on the same lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Xcept Gold Shops!!!!! I have been accompanying Mom to a famous Gold jewellers showroom in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and to my utter dismay I found there people buying Gold with all smiles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; For a moment I forgot that I am in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; one of the city affected by the recent economic slump. The reason they tout now is “Akshaya Trithya” a pious occasion to bring gold home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Though I also went to the Shop murmuring , explaining mom that it is recession and no sane person would step into a gold store that too at a time when Gold price is soaring high. But it didn’t work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; As the Sales fellow brought in the models my eyes were hooked on to only one Tag (the red one which made my heart pound heavily every time a saw a 5 digit figure on it). With an infectious Smile the sale’s fellow offered his best service by bringing all models worth out of my budget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; We went into the store with a budget. And as he finalised the bill, the price landed at 2.7 times what I planned for. Unwillingly I accepted the bill and pushed myself to the billing counter waiting for a signal from mom to Abort the mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; But I guess she was in no mood to observe my lacklustre face in front of the illuminous glittering models. The Billing Queue was also lengthy enough, I prayed to god that some miracle happens and they put up a board saying HOUSEFULL (unfortunately they always had enough to sell unlike first day movie tickets).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; While I was in the queue which had only gents with a sobering smile on their face regretting as to who the fellow discovered a special day to bring Gold Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I happened to overhear a conversation infront of me, where an Uncle was discussing about a 50% Off on making charges for today. That raised my curiosity to lessen the bill by atleast a few pennies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; As my turn came up at the Billing counter, before handing over my credit card I enquired about the 50% offer with a 100watts smile for which the billing fellow answered that it was already discounted in my bill , my last hope disillusioned and I felt as if lost the last train to home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; With heavy heart I signed on my bill copy , while the billing fellow smiled and my smiles waned away as the waves on the shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-8158915675098568418?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8158915675098568418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-is-recession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8158915675098568418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8158915675098568418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-is-recession.html' title='Where is Recession????'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-7452489665494436165</id><published>2009-04-23T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:55:24.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dichotomy againnnnn....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;With the global economic Crisis deepening its rut furthermore, seems like most of the individuals are worried about their Jobs. While there seems to be a dichotomy about placements records and recruitments actually happening on ground zero, every one of my collegues(along with me) are waiting for a miracle call – a call that shall change our lives from the current crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But at the same time I see some of the young minds plunging into action. Some of them are planning to start up their own ventures and make it big. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Certainly this may not be a good time to leave a secure job, but if u have no other option rather than to jump into new avenues why not consider the role of an ENTERPRENEUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My friends are working on their dream projects. These creative brains are working to make their dreams come true. That also wheedles me to giveup the thought of another lush Job and set up my own idea to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Frankly speaking at this point of time I have no real implementable idea that I would like to bet my bucks upon. Or rather there are many idea cluttered up, and I want to do everything given I have the resources. While it should have been the other way around, I shall create resources to make my Idea work(huffffff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ENTERPRENEURSHIP is one word which i have a Special bonding with, not because iam from a Business Family background, nor am I an MBA iian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Firstly I like the very thought that I am answerable to NO ONE except my conscience. I can implement my ideas, though they would initially be dwindling ones – I think every successful entrepreneur today had their share of learnings from their mistakes and learnt it.I shall also learn my lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Everything sounds rosy J even now when I am typing this post iam not writing to avoid sleep post lunch, but want to give the ideas running at the back of my mind a form. I shall some day be a JOB CREATOR rather than a Job Seeker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But from the things that I see now, some of my frenz who are ready to take that bold step to step out of their lush software jobs and search for their success are the brave souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Also should I remember the fact that, while this may not be a right time to step out IT MAY be the RIGHT TIME to start off giving shape to your idea. (DICHOTOMY AGAINNNNNN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-7452489665494436165?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7452489665494436165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/with-global-economic-crisis-deepening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7452489665494436165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7452489665494436165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/with-global-economic-crisis-deepening.html' title='Dichotomy againnnnn....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5350832762011742844</id><published>2009-04-20T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:39:37.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-entry…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It has been quite a longtime that I visited my blogging space. I attribute this partly to my lazyness and partly to my lappy whose HDD crashed and I had to shell out enough to get it back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now that the machine is back ,I intend to blog with more vigour and wheedle &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ravi&lt;/st1:place&gt;,Raj and shali to start blogging again. (Guyz look our blog posts are outdated I think v need to sit down this Saturday over a drink and sort this out &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There have been numerous developments in life as well…I voted for my leader, I started to enjoy life by taking at as it turns up every day rather than anticipating a huge return for my yesterday’s efforts, I watched many movies, did many first things and realised the fact that HAPPINESS is not found somewhere but it is WHAT YOU CREATE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So from now onwards I shall pull up my socks to blog regularly &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-5350832762011742844?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5350832762011742844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/re-entry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5350832762011742844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5350832762011742844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/04/re-entry.html' title='Re-entry…'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5589730867497484216</id><published>2009-03-04T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T03:22:01.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jai ho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ar rehman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Adding Political color to "Jai Ho"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;While all the excitement about Ar rehman bringing in home 2 Oscar's is about to settle down,seems like our very own politicians are not yet poised to accept the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;With the onset of General Election 2009 Schedule out , all the parties are busy putting their tricks to pull the AAm AAdmi to the polling booth and cast his vote in favor of them thereby digging his own grave :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Seems like this time Oscar shall also add their flavor to our general elections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;While the ruling Congress led UPA governament is vying to buy the rights for the Song "Jai Ho" (Oscar winner from Slumdog millionare) from the british Production Company to use it for their Party Election campaigns,leaving no stone unturned to take the pride of developing Indian in their Regime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The Prime opposition BJP led NDA Conglomerate's favourite Narendra modi ahs started to hit out that "Had Congress not been there, there would be no Slums and when there are no Slums there would be no Slumdog millionare and no Oscar in turn".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;All said and done, pointing that Jai Ho won an Oscar because of Congress (What the &amp;amp;#(% ???)&lt;br /&gt;Poor rehman, would regret deeply had he known that the fruits of his efforts are being used to reap the benefits for our Ever-Hungry-Politicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-5589730867497484216?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5589730867497484216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/03/adding-political-color-to-jai-ho.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5589730867497484216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5589730867497484216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/03/adding-political-color-to-jai-ho.html' title='Adding Political color to &quot;Jai Ho&quot;....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-8976182192137545134</id><published>2009-02-25T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:19:54.343-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satyam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matches'/><title type='text'>Ofcourse it hurts....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i got a call from a School friend of mine after a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our usual gupshup, she started to ask how am i doing and hows my job. With all smiles i gave a satisfied answer and her curiosity rose to zeniths..How come if u are so cool and composed the media reports of layoffs,salary cuts and winding up of ur Organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than being happy may b my response evoked curiosity to ask me Direct Question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She:"By the Way Vamsi Did u get your Full Salary last month"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes dear (with an AWE)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She:"Oh gud to hear that. ANyways you have you have commitments i guess,So how are you planning to meet them incase of any adversities"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Iam mailing you my Account Number. Do transfer the amount and i shall meet my commitments. I dont need to be bothered when i have frenz like you (Emo-S-nal Atyachaar)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was little taken aback...may be was checking her inbox if i had really dropped my acc num.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She:" Hey !!!Do you know? " (just trying to deviate the topic)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Would have known had u called me after my last call which was 8 mnths back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: "my dad is searching matches for me"&lt;br /&gt;me: thank God..God save the banda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: "I rejected 2 matches out of the 4 finalised (as if she has chosen the final 2 contestents of Indian Idol)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the going gets more interesting to mourn for...:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Bechaarey why didnt they qualify for the finals"(expressing my deepest regrts)&lt;br /&gt;She: "they were from Satyam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: speechlessss&lt;br /&gt;She: "My Security is important to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "have you spoken to the guyz atleast"&lt;br /&gt;She:"Nope"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"How did u decide that they are not gud without even speaking to them. may be the guys were better than ur final choices"&lt;br /&gt;She: ---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "then do u mean that at this point of time even iam not gud enuff"&lt;br /&gt;She: "hey i didnt mean that yaar...Did it hurt you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  ---------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-8976182192137545134?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8976182192137545134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/ofcourse-it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8976182192137545134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8976182192137545134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/ofcourse-it-hurts.html' title='Ofcourse it hurts....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4741319484945527775</id><published>2009-02-24T22:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:31:49.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed blog :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4741319484945527775?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4741319484945527775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/missed-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4741319484945527775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4741319484945527775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/missed-blog.html' title='missed blog :-)'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1987290137165917189</id><published>2009-02-03T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:13:29.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satyam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IBM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ge'/><title type='text'>iam a part of - history in the making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;1 Year is a long time and things change upside down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Never realised the impact of this in such an elan. Today i had been to Bank of India, to collect some Educational Loan repayement receipts for IT submission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Bank Manager who takes care of the Loan's section is a very good person. Last year when i had been to his office for the same purpose as now he looked at me with honor as if i had brought a gold medal to india in olympics, bcoz his son who is about to complete his Engg has not made a Campus Placement still and he viewed me as a benchmark for his son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;1 Year down the lane, today when he saw me there was a spurious infecting smile in his face. The way he asked me are you still with Satyam, u guyz have become the National News, R they paying salaries...(Nothing offending) but curious Questions as he got a on hand employee who can address his tidbits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I answered with utmost restraint to make him feel that his son still doesnt have a job in hand and i do have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;But after coming out i felt sad, an act which was committed by 2-3 people has tarnished the global reputation of a company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Also it reminds me that there is nothing notable to say when u work with a company when the firm is going thru gud times, it is testing times like these that we at Satyam are facing that prove our true level of commitment ,which many others are expecting by means of Service level bonds, and here are we who are ready to commit in spirit not in words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Case Studies or Innovations happen during these times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Every world renowned company had its tough time, GE,IBM,Dell,Apple..., everyone fought back and today they are no.1 even the books like Success of GE,Who said elephants can't dance (of IBM) are top sellars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I see this opportunity as another new book of how to fight back in the making..All that goes down has to come up and we might have gone down..but there shall be a new day tommorow, new hope and new Satyam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;1 year down the line from today, most of them would forget about all this but the experience that i woud get out of this real time learning opportunity shall not be macthed by any B-School Case study discussion bcoz iam a part of ---History in the making :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1987290137165917189?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1987290137165917189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/history-in-making.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1987290137165917189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1987290137165917189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/history-in-making.html' title='iam a part of - history in the making'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3422502489260042350</id><published>2009-01-28T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:21:27.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vamsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voila'/><title type='text'>Voila!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;With all due respect to the producer of "V for Vendetta"...i found the below lines pretty amazing....I keep it as my Desktop intro and all my collegues admire my self description :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Vox populi" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vox_populi"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;vox populi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, now vacant and vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you may call me ---Vamsi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;– Vamsi's introduction to everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am still learning the meaning of all those V's...:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3422502489260042350?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3422502489260042350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/voila.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3422502489260042350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3422502489260042350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/voila.html' title='Voila!!!'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6226271150321228720</id><published>2009-01-13T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:30:23.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gujarat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narendramodi'/><title type='text'>Race is On….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;During the 2day “Vibrant Gujarat” Industrial summit, Mr Narendra Modi coined a new word, “Race”- that stood for “lower Risk, Alertness of the government, low Cost and high Efficiency” for the success of Industrial sector. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whatever may the Opposition parties say about him, I think he has been a Dynamic Chief Minister in terms of bringing Investments to State and contributing hugely to the State development in turn improving &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s GDP.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today &lt;st1:place&gt;Gujarat&lt;/st1:place&gt; is eyed as the first state for any Investment of huge scale. Given the varying factors like huge NRI sentiments, most of the gujju’s eye Entrepreneurship as a career option the Efforts put in by Mr.Modi’ to revive the sentiments is tumultuous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;He was primarily criticized for his way of dealing the Godhra Incident, but&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the people of &lt;st1:place&gt;Gujarat&lt;/st1:place&gt; re-elected him since they belived that he was the ONE who can change things and bring in better jobs for their children, a future ray of hope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Today except for IT, &lt;st1:place&gt;Gujarat&lt;/st1:place&gt; remains the Show Stopper for any major investments inside &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Whether it is by decision or by fate mr.Modi doesn’t seem to know what does it mean by “”being Complacent”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Gujarat attracts investments (Jamnagar the worlds biggest refinery is in Guj) as a natural destination for investors, or proves to be a better choice (Nano project moving from Singur after the crisis had many options but the best deal was struck in Guj).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6226271150321228720?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6226271150321228720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/race-is-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6226271150321228720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6226271150321228720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/race-is-on.html' title='Race is On….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-487413454656906480</id><published>2009-01-13T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:09:39.712-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arisellu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sankranthi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Atyachar'/><title type='text'>sAnKrAnThi MuSinGs....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today its - Bhogi, first day of the 3 day Sankranthi festival. Having born and brought up in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; I do not have great expectations of Sankranthi while my mom has stories unending about her Sankranthi celebrations when they were there in their village. My mom hails from Guntur District of AP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All I know about Sankranthi is home made sweets, Kites, new movie releases (a sentiment for major blockbusters to be released) and yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; roads become desolate. The barren roads of Hyd invite us with a broad smile. Most of the NRH’s (Non residents of Hyderabadi’s) move onto their native places and we are the kings again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Maudlin at times, after hearing to mom’s stories and today after speaking to my friend who has been to home for Sankranthi I feel I also need to check their kind of Sankranthi as well. Their definition of celebration is to stay with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; loved ones inside home and mine till date was to hang around with frenz Outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Their Version of Sankranthi – Bonfire, Colorful Rangoli (we call it Muggulu), Get together of families (Babai,pinni,attayya,maamayya,ammamma…the entire bandwagon), Temple visits, special pooja’s, especially in coastal parts of Andhra new Son-in-laws get a Royal treatment from their In laws a tradition followed, Cock fights (Kodi-pandalu) though officially banned there are those flamboyant heads who donot care about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Mom says people fight with cut-throat competition to prove that their Cock is the best - it’s a matter of pride. Palnati Yuddam kind of ones….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Mouthwatering delicacies like Nethi Arisellu,Kobbari boorellu,Garelu,chakralu,Payasam never appear tiresome to keep u away from them. 3 days u end up only eating ,eating and eating with lot of affection wherein u will be forced to eat to make sure tat u do not hurt their emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; “Sankranthi vachindi tummeda..Saradalu techindi tummeda …“ (forgot this song’s movie name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Also Sankranthi is the time when we (my mom had these privileges) pay respect to our Ancestors. Grandfathers and great grand fathers expect their next generation fellows to pay obeisance to mark the new harvest season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Oops Sankranthi marks the First harvest season of the crop and is hence celebrated jubilantly. Also this is the most important festival which I believed was bcoz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; half yearly exams are done and u get a break of 15 days and also 3 new blockbuster movie's release – sadly my reasoning sounded insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Mom kept on repeating “Kanna that’s why I tell you… choose a telugu girl who hails from such a village where atleast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; next generation will not miss this excitement “.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Though I revert saying its my mom’s Emo-s-nal atyachaar, at times feel what she mentioned is also a point to be noted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Or else I end up smsing “Happy Sankranthi/Ugadi/Dussera/Diwali ”, and the celebrations remain the same routinely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; “Choodamu ley amma…ivvala repu inni qualities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;unna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; ammayi dorakaalantey kashtam”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Huhhhhh…ekkada ekkada ekkada undo taaraka……padahaaru anaaala teluginti aadapaduchu ekkada unaavey???&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-487413454656906480?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/487413454656906480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/sankranthi-musings.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/487413454656906480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/487413454656906480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/sankranthi-musings.html' title='sAnKrAnThi MuSinGs....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5082566390587026305</id><published>2009-01-11T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:33:01.195-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaint box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prp'/><title type='text'>Reel to Real….</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If I remember correctly the telugu movie “Okke Okkadu” (which was later remade into hindi with Anil kapoor as Nayak) was released in 2000 when I was in my 10th Standard.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was a run away hit given the story line was simple and straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie when the TV Anchor played by our protagonist turns out to be the Chief Minister of the state taking charge of his Office on Day1,comes up with a Novel idea of setting up a Complaint box in every lane of the state. The Idea is simple any citizen of the state can drop in their complaint to the Chief Minister with the aid of the Complaint Box and their complaints shall be addressed within 24 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if Shankar (the director of the movie) came up with the idea at random or was it planned, but yes his prognosis turned out to be true after 8 years with minor changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Today I saw a Complaint Box in my area , promising to listen to my concerns and help me to resolve it. But the icing on the cake is that it has been set up by an Opposition party as opposed to a Ruling party as picturised in the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SWorJwPoyrI/AAAAAAAABNk/zYVNlJGItuU/s1600-h/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SWorJwPoyrI/AAAAAAAABNk/zYVNlJGItuU/s320/DSC00721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290088158869375666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This particular Complaint Box has been launched by the PrajaRajyam Party cadre to understand the problems being faced by us and try to resolve these Issues once they come into power (not sure if this is another Election gimmick to woo the voters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical Fimli Style remake of a Reel event to a Real Event, certainly the party cadre was trying its level best to blow the winds in their favor for the upcoming State Elections to be scheduled for May 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess today was the first day of inauguration as I saw a lot of Obeisance being paid by Chiranjeevi’s Adulater’s as if this Box was his new movie cutout or a Wall paper. Coconuts, Garlands, Bananas as offerings to please their matinee idol.&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/9048512711327292979-5082566390587026305?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5082566390587026305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/reel-to-real.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5082566390587026305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5082566390587026305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/reel-to-real.html' title='Reel to Real….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SWorJwPoyrI/AAAAAAAABNk/zYVNlJGItuU/s72-c/DSC00721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1424798478128646763</id><published>2009-01-11T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:49:00.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satyam'/><title type='text'>mE aNd My SaTyAm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;So far in my Blogs I never mentioned anything about my Organization. I always felt that i shall not use this space to promote my firm. Since I also blog in my company which is an Intranet one. But today I feel I have to pen down about my organization which is my First tutor in this Corporate world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; The latest turn around of events made me realise how deep I am attached my firm. Today at a time when I fear most of my colleageus/ friends are ashamed to put on their Tags in MMTS,Autos,Buses just to avoid to be viewed skeptically by a passerby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt; Yes I AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;PROUD to be a SATYAMITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; I work with Satyam Computer Services Ltd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; I am not ashamed to be apart of Satyam. Whatever has happened in the past 1 week shall not bother me. When I try to weigh down what I got from my firm to the last week’s events the latter doesn’t bother me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; I joined Satyam in 2006. This was my first tryst with a Corporate Company. Through out the past 28 months I have been growing with the company. The opportunities that my firm bestowed upon me remain unmatched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt; Today morning ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:date month="1" day="11" year="2009"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Edition of The Hindu, made me realize this. I was woken up by my Mom to show the Newspaper where in Mr. Ramalinga Raju (Founder of Satyam) was being shielded by his brother (incidentally my Firm’s Managing Director) from to Police Custody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; My memories went back to the instant when I first saw him in one of my campus in the parking lot getting out of his BMW car , and here was he being moved in a rakshak vehicle. I just could not control myself. I was Broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; I may be amateurish to comment on what if he did was right or wrong, for me he truly WAS, IS, SHALL BE an Inspiration . To dream Big , at a time (1987) he foresaw a untapped market that is going to rule in 2000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SWopzIZuSHI/AAAAAAAABNc/f6y_UFsiSlo/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290086670705510514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SWopzIZuSHI/AAAAAAAABNc/f6y_UFsiSlo/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt; It was due to his thought, that today 53000+Associates got a respect in the society with their families taking pride to be a part of this Satyam Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; My MOM in particular reminds me onthing “Baabu, Whatever he did doesn’t bother to me as he gave you an Opportunity to prove urselves without any help. We as a family shall pray for his well being”. I observe that she MEANT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; All through out the week we were getting Solidarity Calls from our loved ones to enquire the status quo, but that doesn’t deter me from admiring my company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt; You may have frenz or well wishers who pray for your well being when you attain success but there would be only TRUE ones when u r faced with difficult times. Thank you everyone for this wise gesture of urs to stay with me during my tough times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Like you have stood beside me during my tough times, I shall stay with my Satyam in its tough times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt; I am and shall be a TRUE Satyamite in letter and spirit and be there on its side during these times. The Logo and the brand brings in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Gusto in me to excel myself and challenge myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;When the going gets tough, the tough gets going.&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-1424798478128646763?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1424798478128646763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-and-my-satyam.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1424798478128646763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1424798478128646763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-and-my-satyam.html' title='mE aNd My SaTyAm....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SWopzIZuSHI/AAAAAAAABNc/f6y_UFsiSlo/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6285001346801552657</id><published>2009-01-09T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:27:25.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>turbulant times ahead....</title><content type='html'>Feeeling Sad :-(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Low,Dejected,Dissapointed.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/9048512711327292979-6285001346801552657?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6285001346801552657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/turbulant-times-ahead.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6285001346801552657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6285001346801552657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/turbulant-times-ahead.html' title='turbulant times ahead....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4197418919221064598</id><published>2009-01-09T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:09:08.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love kabbadi'/><title type='text'>sNEEk pREVIEw...lOvE kAbBaDi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here is the Story line of Love Kabbadi....Pls do add ur inputs to make the movie a Superhit...in atleast 300 centers excluding Onsite :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2008 saw many ups and downs. From Wall street crash 2 Bangladesh Elections 2drop in petrol prices, the year has been waxing and wanning like a Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes our protagonist started to like some one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;Penu toofanu tallonchi chooosey tolli nippu kanam athadey ...&lt;/span&gt;" though not such a powerful character,an avid afficionado of movies and a complete movie buff. May be Dil mein violin bajne shuru hua…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One fine day he expressed it to her and she formally refused him. “&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Never give it up &lt;/span&gt;“was the thought for the day he saw on his flashy screen. He tried his best to impress his senorita Vrooming on bikes with the Speedometer never coming down below the 70kmph mark in the jammed traffic, started to like the things that she liked (Oh u like Chiru…I luv Chiru….oh do u like Vegetarian Food..I die for it…I hate Nonveg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Protagonist Intro song similar to….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;Ungaraala juttu vaadni, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(aithe enti)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;Oddu-poddavu unnavani, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(chaala mandi unaaru)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;chaduvu sandhya galginonni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(MBA with Scorpio??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;- chawaka beramaaa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;Goppa inti kurravani &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(aasti entha enti???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;akkineni anthatodni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(cha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;korinninu cheri vastey - pedda nerama….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(POTA bill lo irikistaanu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;naakanna neekunna taareedu entama..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(mari na venuku enduku vastunaavu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;naa ethu naa baruvu neekanaa more amma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(idhi olympic weight lifting kaadu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;nenantey kaadanna ladiesey lerama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); "&gt;(mari first time ani cheppavu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All this to show her that he cared for her. His Breakfast’s became beautiful, Lunches smelled timely, Coffee the best place in Office (Infact he was about to drop in an idea that couches be provided near the coffee machine to the corporate services guyz), and Dinner always ended on a Sweet note. No diets, no health…even the Oil oozing out of the Roti’s was declicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As days passed by he started to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;defy gravity by taking troubles&lt;/span&gt; (often ending up creating more troubles). He started to pick things up which she was planning to drop since he started to believe that its lot more easier to Pick up rather than drop. Just like Keanu Reeves in matrix 1….There is No Spoon…He started to believe that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;she is the ONE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Added to the helm was the&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;audio of newly released Rab ne ban di Jodi…where in SRK boosted his morale by singing “&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Haule Haule hojaayega Pyaar chaliye….Ishq mein jaldi bada jurmaana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;”. Romantic songs became his National Anthem’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He started to remember everything related to her, vaalla amma naanala Pelli roju tho saha …but forgetting his credit card bill date. &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cut chestey Scene enti antey…motham attraction….His crush list parameter – Int crush became crush++ increasing the stack content by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To seek respite and help all those unhappy souls who cud not make up their story meet the right end he started to help his frenz with his inputs and confidence building measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the story progressed one fine day , a Cute girl pinged him and said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I Like U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;….Now our protagonist who was till now on the other side of the table suddenly moved to the receivers side from Giver’s Side. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intermission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;second half to be contnd.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4197418919221064598?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4197418919221064598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/sneek-previewlove-kabbadi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4197418919221064598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4197418919221064598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/sneek-previewlove-kabbadi.html' title='sNEEk pREVIEw...lOvE kAbBaDi..'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-752945138499111137</id><published>2009-01-06T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:22:33.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stimulus package'/><title type='text'>Stimuli in Stimulus Package….</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To address the Global meltdown and Bubble burst while the countries world wide are coming up with their own plans to address this issue , with the US being epitomized as the front runner with a Bail out package of 700 billion dollar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To cushion the effect of the Bubble burst impact on India the government of India has also announced a series of Packages to provide a Helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the First phase included a Stimulus Package of Rs 30,000 Crore with an additional Rs 20,000 Crore for infrastructure management the government tried to set the market back in action. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Second phase included a more detailed package to address specific industries requests losing a revenue of Rs.40,000 Crore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While certainly the necessary measures included RBI’s rate cuts on CRR,REPO rates and reverse repo rates to bring in more liquidity into the market, Credit was created but isn’t being disbursed as planned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companies and individuals who had their own jolts in the aftermath of the Burst are no longer in a mood to take credit and invest to reap out more benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess the Stimuli intended to be created with the Stimulus Package hasn’t yet started to take off….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-752945138499111137?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/752945138499111137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/stimuli-in-stimulus-package.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/752945138499111137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/752945138499111137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/stimuli-in-stimulus-package.html' title='Stimuli in Stimulus Package….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2532111151138171016</id><published>2009-01-06T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:30:10.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jammu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kashmir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omar abdullah'/><title type='text'>A New Ray of Hope…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;The recent election result of Jammu &amp;amp; Kashmir stands as a testimony to the fact that the citizens of the state are no longer in a mood to be cajoled with the Secessionist’s promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;People have reposed their faith in a Democratically elected government as they have realized that it is only through an elected body , their plea's shall be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;Though chief Minister Mr. Omar Abdullah is naïve and sounds Obfuscate in certain matters , giving the responsibility to run a state to a Young and vibrant leader in these times filled with demagogue Leaders brings in a ray of hope not only to the residents of J&amp;amp;K but also to the new phase of Young Politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;Hopefully this act shall wheedle many others parties to bring in more Young and dynamic leaders in the coming general Elections to be scheduled in May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hasham here goes your request &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2532111151138171016?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2532111151138171016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-ray-of-hope.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2532111151138171016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2532111151138171016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-ray-of-hope.html' title='A New Ray of Hope…'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-854218642973251047</id><published>2009-01-05T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:49:42.446-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zor ka jhatka'/><title type='text'>Zor ka Jhatka....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lugubriously and&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;as usual I called up my friend who was preparing for an exam “Hey Dude …..wats up?? so hows &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; prep goin on???” (once again reminding of my Flippant attitude which I wanted to change in 2009).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He replied genially “Fine buddy”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To give my two cents on a formal note…“Don’t take this one on a lighter note…u know tat this is ur Destiny…u need to put in lot more efforts…we shall discuss about the other things after ur exam but as of now u have to face this and beat it….work Hard Buddy”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My friend whose name instantly evokes a Sensibility sounded berserk or rather threatening as a raised fist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sure Budweiser…I know that and if iam not wrong it was me who said about this to you…Now why is it that all our cohort want to exhort me …I appreciate your concern but pls for gods sake don’t make me feel despondent. Stop Spouting!!! ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I need those words when I was planning for my exam…to help me identify my strengths and weaknesses…but when iam actually working on my plan why have u guyz started to make me feel as if iam going on behalf of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to the Olympic games to be held tomorrow…iam already stressed up working up..iam eating ,sleeping,drinking (if at all) only with these formulaes, algorithms and stuff…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“at this point of time all I need is some confidence to boost up my spirit. U know wat …every one who is calling me these days …says Work hard…for ur kind information iam …the saddest part is to rejuvenate myself iam going through my orkut testi’s,linked in Reco’s to bolster my confidence levels and make myself comfortable that I MADE IT earlier …I SHALL DO IT NOW….unfortunately the ones who spoke so gud abt me online are not in a situation to make me realize those strengths physically”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was broken to tears when he referred to tat orkut and linked in testi’s…yeah I wrote an awesome testi flaunting my vocab…and today I feel what I wrote was more of an Obituary note rather than a Testi….just to let the world know how kind I am&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was shattered to know How Innocuous – seeming words can wound. All I could do was atone for my ignorance and become a channel for him to vent out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First lesson learnt in 2009, Its quite easy to show the world that u concern about ur family/frend/loved ones but to make that person feel that he/she is the best…..its not just saying Gud or Best abt them infront of others…but to make them realize that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t pester them with the Due dates, petty things when they are going to a &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Battle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; but DO REMIND them of their previous battle that they fought Valorously and wat key role did this person play to WIN the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Battle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And never impugn their Prep by reminding them that this would be the End of their World….bechaaara with the amt of harangue I showered upon him, he might have been thinking what if things don’t happen the way he planned to..Will he be ostracized from this world for this act of his for not making…he is already in a Consternation and added to it were my pernicious comments…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rehman’s words reverberate in my ear …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Lookin' for the answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To all the questions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will I be alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will you be there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;By my side”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Say what you wanna say now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But keep your hearts open&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Be what you wanna be now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let's heal the confusion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pray for me brother”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-854218642973251047?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/854218642973251047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/zor-ka-jhatka.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/854218642973251047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/854218642973251047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/zor-ka-jhatka.html' title='Zor ka Jhatka....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1980766113713701350</id><published>2009-01-05T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:18:40.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>06-01-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know wat happened on &lt;st1:date year="2009" day="6" month="1"&gt;6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; January 2009&lt;/st1:date&gt;, at &lt;st1:time minute="37" hour="0"&gt;12.37 AM&lt;/st1:time&gt;….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; No - tremors didn’t shake earth, tsunami didn’t raise again to engulf the coastline, no new political party took its birth, no third stimulus package announced….&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Amidst every ones tight sleep someone somewhere took a call…. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;^%$@$@ Confused??? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Results Awaited!!!!&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/9048512711327292979-1980766113713701350?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1980766113713701350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/06-01-09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1980766113713701350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1980766113713701350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/06-01-09.html' title='06-01-09'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-7848521643058177106</id><published>2009-01-04T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:53:47.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>fLOUNDERINg tHOUGHTs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long time I was able to catch up with my Engineering frenz Sra1 &amp;amp; Venky, though three of us are in the same company and we catch up with each other on office communicator - to catch up live and relive those gud old days is quite ecstatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our  discussions varied quite a lot, from the recent movie to last birthday amongst us, who else is missing in the troupe.,etc. Sra1 ,Venky &amp;amp; I were the active members of our troupe to harass others who include Raj,Nabee,Anil,Manohar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever we felt bored, three of us used to pick some topic out of blue and started to fight amongst us. And the topics never had any issue of taboo including jobs, careers, first date,marriages and mostly related to first love, first girl.,etc Obviously the discussion wud b supported in the ratio of 2:1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed we have grown up from those college days when we all agreed upon to ones’s decision to watch a movie (however bad the movie was) to a stage where we understand that we hardly get time to meet each other and talk , so we cud not afford to risk those 3 hours watching some Super hit movie which we cud have done with the company of some other frenz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we have all colorful credit cards in our pocket today, we preferred to go to a place where we pay by cash (a typical small food outlet). It reminds me of the Engg days when we used to order 2 biryani’s and share it due to paucity of funds (never compromised for movies as we had to do enuff justice to them). Always used to wonder “yaar hum kab jaayengey big restuarents in our own cars”. The day is here , but we no longer enjoy the car ride in comparison to our old triple rides to college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things haven’t changed like in Engg we used to resort to Academic Bulimia during Exams and today we resort to Corporate bulimia to cover up the last minute presentations and client visits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certainly things have moved quite a part, we have started to think beyond ourselves, trying to understand and accept each others view points where we used to fight earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had been there to support each other in every decision that was of importance in our life and stood behind one another to give that feeling of “Main Hoon Na”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we may not be agreeing to each others view point on some issues, but who says that we should be – Twin brothers are not having same opinion so how do u xpect us to have same opinion but Yes we do accept each other as we are and We know each other better as we have been there in our company for the past 6 years (my god even a Govt stands for 5 years, we have been bonded for more than tat period).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes Love, Affair and marriage are NO longer Fun topics for us to discuss. Though we ramble upon them and try to pull each other’s leg we certainly know how difficult were the situations that we dealt in those matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we understand that Every relationship has its own importance. Friendship doesn’t mean u watch the movie Happy Day’s and feel happy about ur engg days , its about staying with them during the times of necessity(as I keep on putting ….Friendship antey Happy Days cinema choosi Chankalu Guddukovatam kaadu ….)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sra1 and I had my own learnings from life while venky is still novice to this arena. Raj,Anil &amp;amp; Nabee though are distant from us hope they also had their share of learnings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Guyz Come down soon yaar..V  missed out another New year bash vthout u guyz…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-7848521643058177106?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7848521643058177106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/floundering-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7848521643058177106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7848521643058177106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/floundering-thoughts.html' title='fLOUNDERINg tHOUGHTs...'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4929850148687163182</id><published>2009-01-03T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:54:16.871-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 angry men'/><title type='text'>12 Angry men….1 vamsi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well it has got nothing to do with a formal introdcution. Ever since Naveen Bavagaru brought his 500 GB hard disk completely dumped with Movies,mostly English ones, I was on the verge of completing all the movies that I have been planning to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Over an informal colloquy Naveen asked me about the movies that I completed watching from the Jumbo collection, and he popped up about the movie “The 12 Angry Men”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The name sounded fancy when I was copying the movies and thought it would be of some interest to watch the classic black and white movie. So tonight I thought I had to do justice to my prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I started to pull off the VLC pull off button. Now this was another movie which I started off to watch at random (generally I watch movies after making my self comfortable with the star cast, director,wikipediang all stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I must confess here that it had been one of the finest movies that I watched which would share its place among the classics of my &lt;st1:place&gt;Hollywood&lt;/st1:place&gt; favorites. With a Pretty impressive screenplay the movie sets the conversation,allegations,refutations among 12 Jury men to come into a conclusion of finding the convicted - Guilty or not guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The voting starts from 11:1 :: Guilty:Not guilty and slowly makes the figure vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It requires a pretty tight screenplay to make a movie running into more than 100 minutes length and not take the camera out of a room. All the characters move inside the room , occasionally resenting, arguing at every point .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A gud movie to watch about…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4929850148687163182?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4929850148687163182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-angry-men1-vamsi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4929850148687163182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4929850148687163182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-angry-men1-vamsi.html' title='12 Angry men….1 vamsi'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-7172129818840419634</id><published>2009-01-01T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:27:17.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 resolution'/><title type='text'>Piquant 2009….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here comes another year of Hope, Joy, Confidence, Success, Holidays, Birthdays, Festivals, Parties, Elections, Experiences, Realisations, Crushes, Loves, Marriages, Betrayals, Divorce, New Movies, Appraisals (which I doubt having this year),Promotions, Scams, ., etc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; When I was in School and college I would be reminded daily of the fact that I am into a New year ,atleast the initial 1 week as I had to the habit of beginning my Notes by marking the Date. After entering Corporate I find myself mused at the way my handwriting has turned up. Its quite Egregious now &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Reluctantly or willingly I accepted MS office into my life which does this job for me now.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I Completely lost the habit of writing .God how did I manage to write my 16 marks Essay Questions in Engg , I still remember my First year Engineering Solid State Physics paper wherein I filled up a Whopping 50 Pages response weighing 150 grams in retaliation to a mere &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;5 gram Question Paper that was shooted at me. All my frenz admonished me for this act of mine saying that my answer sheet would be disqualified and I better be prepared for a Drop in SSP paper.(surprisingly I managed an 85/100 in tat paper).&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Gone are the days when dates matter (at least the year part in the date). Nowhere do I use or write year any more. Ha I shall write the complete date when I soberly handout a cheque for my monthly credit card fellow. Apart from that no literal influence of 2009.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; And No not again ……Resolutions…which have become a Synonym for Things not to do in an year….har saal ki tarah is saal bhi &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;maine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; apney resolution charter plan kiya hai…and the menu reads as below…&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I shall get up Early&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;st1:time hour="6" minute="0"&gt;6 Am&lt;/st1:time&gt; shud be fine I guess..atleast u need to sleep for 8 Hours to stay fit) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Remember Birthdays&lt;/span&gt; (2008 mein I was battered to death for missing some of them..thankfully ravi shall help me with the office ones but have to look out for help for other frenz)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Become Health Conscious&lt;/span&gt; ….probably a 6 pack shall do it (already i started to see family packs jostling for space in cubicles)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;Apart form celebrating Independence, Republic, friendship &amp;amp; Birth-day, shall also try to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;celebrate Valentine’s day&lt;/span&gt; to prove myself that iam also a Secular citizen of this country and I too celebrate all Day’s available in the calendar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Shall be truthful&lt;/span&gt;,Honest,helpful…blah blah blah….(bakwaaaaas)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;shall crack Cat,Gmat&lt;/span&gt;,Snap,Xat,Nmat,Dogmat,pigcet.,etc (to prove my mettle that its not me looking for MBA but its colleges tat are looking at me to do a honorary MBA )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Make some Savings&lt;/span&gt; (I stay at Home and don’t save any money on par with my frenz who stay out of home and manage to send some amt back home …)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Last but not the least whatever may the resolution list consist of …I end up implementing one thing …..&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never stand by &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ur&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; word&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;…when it doesn’t matter….basical ga manaki maata meeda nilabadey alavaatu ledu….&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Lyf is so small there is no time to hate,fight,argue….So keep smiling and enjoy every moment…hakuna matata…and spread love &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-7172129818840419634?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7172129818840419634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/piquant-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7172129818840419634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7172129818840419634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/piquant-2009.html' title='Piquant 2009….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-852309237323759944</id><published>2009-01-01T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:57:57.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='krishna vamsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dil kabbadi'/><title type='text'>Coming Soon…Luv Kabbadi…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Flash Flash.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes...Yeah u heard it right….luv Kabbadi a-soon-tobe-made-telugu motion movie is being chalked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; Just keep hooked more details to be announced soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; Innovative Blogger Vamsi Krishna (a budding tough competitor to Creative Director Krishna Vamsi) is handling the Megaphone. While the Script is being finalized, you get to have a sneak peek of the story right here at Realitymatters2Vamsi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; Cast and crew are being finalized to suit your comfort zones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; Shall post the latest updates as and when they occur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-852309237323759944?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/852309237323759944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/coming-soondil-kabbadi.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/852309237323759944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/852309237323759944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/coming-soondil-kabbadi.html' title='Coming Soon…Luv Kabbadi…'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3871099320156805896</id><published>2008-12-30T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:46:05.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hindu'/><title type='text'>Hippopotomonstro Sesquippedaliophobia…..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you suffer from Hippopotomonstro Sesquippedaliophobia (HS&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No its not a disease nor is it any kind of dish name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the first glance all I was able to understand is tat its some kind of fear (since phobia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But later understood that its actually the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fear of using Long Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well don’t ask me who invented this 15 syllable word. Because I cud not even muster enough evidence for the existence of this word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Even I figured it out in today’s The Hindu literary section. Just like Chattisgarh Governer said when he visited the office of the Hindu “Once The Hindu publishes an item, then I take it as reliable”. So is the case with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Even on 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; December you see its the only News Paper concerned about the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; attack on Gaza Strip, Pakistan India War of words with sadly no mention of any new year Blast Events &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;L&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Truly a Responsible Paper, may be I need to buy a copy of Times of India to help myself out with my plans.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Wish u a terror free &amp;amp; Happy New Year 2009!!!!&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/9048512711327292979-3871099320156805896?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3871099320156805896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/hippopotomonstro-sesquippedaliophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3871099320156805896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3871099320156805896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/hippopotomonstro-sesquippedaliophobia.html' title='Hippopotomonstro Sesquippedaliophobia…..'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-8050214521312055533</id><published>2008-12-29T21:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:08:43.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party 2008'/><title type='text'>The glass is still Half full…….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey Dude…Have u checked out the New Year bash up Plan options” asked my colleague to confirm the 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; night outing plan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Not yet yaar…but shall check the various offers and ping you back” .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Given the fact that this year the 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; night passes are to be bought by my colleague as he owes us a birthday party(mind u the bday was in June 2008 &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), so there were huge preparations being made in the team to burn a deep hole into this fellow’s pocket. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How idiotic did this turn out to him ? Had he not been petty bourgeois enough in June he could have managed the treat with much lesser amount than now. Nevertheless I need to be happy as I am going to have the privilege of enjoying my New Year Blast at the cost of some one else’s Expense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But am I really happy??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Firstly the Economic melt down which I thought was a Subject for Editorial topic(issues which I consider never affects me) started to inflict its fangs upon me via the cost cutting options being used by my company to fight back the bubble burst. The result &lt;em&gt;declining income&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;winnowing savings&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;drying up off coffee machine&lt;/em&gt; in my floor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Looks like the Mumbai terror strike is going to stay back for some more time. Mindless Political Statements by our Demagogue leaders (kerala Chief minister, AR Antulay remarks over hemant karkare, and MTV latest one is the stmt of Digvijay singh).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; seems to be divided into a so called Elected Democratic government with no powers and Military headed by ISI. While from one side of the coin the govt agrees to support &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in Drive against terror, the military side is mounting pressure by increasing the headcount along the Border. Now how does this bother me C’mon guyz wat if a War is waged (sounds adrenaline pumping action ..but leaves everything to rubbles no hope reckons)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also I was helping a good friend of mine to clear off the air that she had regarding a Guy. She likes this guy and admires him but she is not sure if its something beyond admiration so here comes me the naïve peacemaker at her rescue to help her understand what exactly does she want in life. (Sounds interesting ….as i havent understood as to wat do I want in my life)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am not sure what my future would be. My MBA plans appear to have been covered by dust as I try to clean that up and make a new start. Chatting with MBA aspirants like me, to keep that flame up. Shall push ravi and raj to prepare intensely so that I get the right jerk by seeing them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our Long drive trip which we desperately wanted to complete in 2008 shows no sign of turning green from the current hold scenerio. With only 1 day left there is no chance that we may make it this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;More likely than not….i am still seeing the brighter things in life to cheer me up like the New movie releases, blogging tremendously, Hitech City Traffic jams, Couples near the coffee machine , cafetaria colors.,etc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So lets party 2008 and fret about the consequences in 2009…. The glass is still Half full&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-8050214521312055533?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8050214521312055533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/glass-is-still-half-full.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8050214521312055533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8050214521312055533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/glass-is-still-half-full.html' title='The glass is still Half full…….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-8175584558313886303</id><published>2008-12-29T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:32:24.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APDP'/><title type='text'>In the Shadow of Violence....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;After a Sumptous Sunday lunch (tat too with mom’s special delicacy of fish pulusu and fish iguru …hello the specials are to welcome my Sister&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;color:black"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;) and smsing rather warning my frenz not to disturb me for the next 3 hrs as I wud b busy (u guessed it right!!!!) and was waiting for my Royal siesta.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Torpidly I picked up the Sunday Edition of The Hindu which has not yet been unfolded by any one at home. Was going through some articles and felt that the Magazine edition shall help me to induce to sleep. As I was skimming through the edition I found one particular article attracted my attention , an article which was describing the plight of ordinary citizens in&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kashmir&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and the ordeals being faced by them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Its disheartening to learn that they are being subjected to many kinds of human rights violation leave apart the trauma caused to them by the Militant Section. Even the CRPF, Border Security forces who are assumed to be their saviors are trying to take unfair advantage of them just because their pleas go unheard off.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I was petrified to learn about something called APDP.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000"&gt;APDP…is the Association of Parents of Disappeared Persons in&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000"&gt;Kashmir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Currently about 8000 to 10000 Youth have been picked up for interrogation by various Security Agencies and have never returned home nor have been declared dead officially. Their Parents have started to raise a Protest to enquire about the well being of these youth and are being paid deaf ear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;In the light of Elections being held in Kashmir and given the fact that this time the Voting audience have increased in many districts, the need of the hour is to have a government which shall hear their pleas and take up necessary actions to at least make these parents feel that they have not done any mistake by electing this Govt by risking their lives. Irrespective of whether its National Conference or Congree or PDP hope their pleas are heard to restore people's faith back in Democracy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Imagine if there had been one of us or any of our jaan pehchaan in that list of APDP how debilitating would that experience be. If I don’t call back my home by 9 Pm itself my mom and sis ring my mobile up n number of times, how enervating would it be when ur brother/Son/father/lover was there in that list and we form a part of APDP trying to connect loose ends only to pray that they are safe somewhere on this planet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Hope the Newly elected Governament restores the faith levied upon them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; P.s: Blog drafted on Sunday afternoon...postin it today :-)&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/9048512711327292979-8175584558313886303?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8175584558313886303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-shadow-of-violence_29.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8175584558313886303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8175584558313886303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-shadow-of-violence_29.html' title='In the Shadow of Violence....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1383644815451019953</id><published>2008-12-28T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:51:15.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotional Atyachar'/><title type='text'>Em-tio-nal Atyachaar….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tauba tere nakhrey …Tuaba tera pyaar….tera Emo-tio-nal Atyachaaar…..”&lt;/span&gt;Perfect timing for this song from the yet to be released movie Dev D to be played as I am made to bear the brunt of this unremitting atyachaar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the behest of Mom, I went to pick up mom after 1 hour from the birthday Party thrown out by our neighbors to celebrate their Grand Daughter’s 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; birthday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mom who has always been quite Altruistic, offered to drop our neighbors as well since they were planning to take an auto stopping them to have the utmost pleasure of a &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;chauffeur driven Wagon R(have to be pompous as the chauffeur was none other than me)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I normally would not entertain such request had it been told to me before in hand. But at the last minute I was shocked to see that Mom was actually being followed by my Neighbor. I am not being rude, but some how the very sense that this old lady who is our neighbor (let me call her MM for varied reasons ) is always interested in out- of –her-house matters interrogating people to update herself with the recent developments and thats wat I am not comfortable with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wat else can I do at this point of time rather than Smile at MM and wish her. (Just like Vinay Pathak in the movie Dasvidaniya where he cant utter a word against his mom &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I started the vehicle, MM’s curiosity raised to know how the party was organized and she knew how much did our other neighbor’s spend for this, and from where did they pull up resources for this…hufffff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Added to my travail and dispossession the traffic at KPHB was at its peak ,being Sunday and most of the Hyderabadis working out of hyd had to bid farewell to home for the last time in 2008.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;MM slowly started to move the topic closely to my issue. She blatantly asked my Mom about my marriage ,now that I am well settled citing my strong CV of&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a Job &amp;amp; car (never knew this is called as settlement ) trying to push me from the frying pan to fire. I could see my Mom’s eyes gleaming with anxiety to share the fact that she has been getting such Queries from her frenz,collegues and she was readying herself to start the list of proposal’s with the most Handsome offer (or rather Bid) as the first one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I signaled to Mom that she better keep it down or else I would have to create a 1999 kargil episode once we reach home. But as the famous quote goes“Pennu toofanu ni Plastic Godugu tho aapaleru”(U cant stop a Cyclone with a Plastic Umbrella), I could not control my Mom’s cyclone of information.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;MM looked very content with this info as she seemed to get the right ingredients for her next day’s matinee talk with the other Septuagenarians. This is not the first time but MM is quite keen to know what we do or rather I am doing (god wat does she do with all this info….i hardly can remember the birthday’s of all my frenz..and with out orkut I wud have been cursed by most of them).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I drop MM near her home, She bids Gudnite and showers her blessings upon me&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which included…that I shall b married and have my own child by this time next year …phewwwww both in 1 year @^^@$%$. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mom…………Grrrrrr….tera Emotional atyaachaar….%@$#$@#$$@# &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-hansi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1383644815451019953?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1383644815451019953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/em-tio-nal-atyachaar.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1383644815451019953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1383644815451019953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/em-tio-nal-atyachaar.html' title='Em-tio-nal Atyachaar….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3495741595111613637</id><published>2008-12-27T04:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:21:14.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anasuya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soggadu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramoji rao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ravibabu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nachavule'/><title type='text'>nachavuley - telugu movie review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Amma Enduku kannave veedini ?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;“Nuvvu Nachaka ” comes the reply from tanish, the child actor who performed the role of Sonali bendre’s brother in the movie manmadhadu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Ever wondered how time passed by after the movie. I still feel the movie is as gud as the one released this year. Credit goes to trivikram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Sravan my frend told me about the movie “Nachavule”, in which the hero is Tanish. Just was wondering had it been so much time tat even this chap became a Hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; I always had a good feeling for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ravi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; babu movies though some of them have been debacles, some of them put up a great work by him. Whether its Allari ,Soggadu or Anasuya - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ravi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; babu is the guy who makes different movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; He gives utmost importance to script that even minute details are taken gud care of in his movies. Be it giving recognition to every artist (starting from the light boy) or showing up different way of picturising the same old clichéd scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; The Movie is very good. It brings in the Tender touch of a Fresh love story which off late has been missing in many movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Ramoji rao is back with a bang to his legend of making cute lovestories like Nuvve kavali, Anandam and Nachavuley is definitely going to be joining the same genre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Though it appears that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ravi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; wanted to have a Different Publicity for his movie with Cute Doggies, monkey’s.,etc may be that’s one reason why the movie started on a dull note. But the movie is gradually picking up as it is finding to resonate itself with the Urban student community who envisage and envy to have a Wonderful couple as depicted in the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; The lead pair is cut enough to make every one in the audience feel comfortable with. And mind you this movie is not only for Children or Adults it has elements that would definitely strike a chord with the Parent community as it deals with some sensitive subjects like responsibility sharing with Kids, being frenz which I guess every child wants to be associated with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I haven’t even checked who the music director was, but for the past two days ever since I saw the movie I have been listening to only Nachavuley Songs. The songs are fresh upfront with the lyrics adding the right dose to make the moment relish upon.I liked the complete album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; The movie may have its own faults like dragging end, but you can forgive the last 20 minutes of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;movie for the first 90 minutes of enjoyement that you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; All faces on the screen are new and you don’t find any resemblance to any known characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Go and watch it amidst the hue and cry of King and Ghazini, you will not repent for spending your 50 bucks in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-3495741595111613637?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3495741595111613637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/nachavuley-review.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3495741595111613637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3495741595111613637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/nachavuley-review.html' title='nachavuley - telugu movie review'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-46272387497551977</id><published>2008-12-23T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:32:32.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shadab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bawarchi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hyderabad biryani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bahar'/><title type='text'>Hyderbadi Biryaani….</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if I don’t get sleep I start to pester people online/Offline. At &lt;st1:time minute="50" hour="4"&gt;4.50AM&lt;/st1:time&gt; in the morning I do not dare to do pester them kyon ki mujhe pata hai …had I resorted to that act 2008 shall be my date of Expiry &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So to make myself involved into some think tank process, was wondering what am I very fond of about &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Apart from cute girls (yes u do have them in hyd…hope some of u agree), Munna bhai kind of Hinglish with a tinch of Urdu.,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One thing that tops the list is the delicacy of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and tats our Biryaani. Inadvertently&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;even people who never knew the importance of this delicacy have fantasized it to be the Best benchmark for any biryani…Thanks to the unbridled efforts of many true spirited hyderabadi’s.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SVF6ViTtrfI/AAAAAAAABM8/WaA5Wvv-UFE/s1600-h/IMG_2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SVF6ViTtrfI/AAAAAAAABM8/WaA5Wvv-UFE/s320/IMG_2326.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283138348287634930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SVF6PTbiOLI/AAAAAAAABM0/MWukkw-7PQ4/s1600-h/IMG_2320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SVF6PTbiOLI/AAAAAAAABM0/MWukkw-7PQ4/s320/IMG_2320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283138241214691506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SVF59AKNWJI/AAAAAAAABMs/C9mlWUcNcS4/s1600-h/IMG_2326.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SVF5T5_EKJI/AAAAAAAABMc/jCWvV1-0zr8/s1600-h/IMG_2321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SVF5T5_EKJI/AAAAAAAABMc/jCWvV1-0zr8/s320/IMG_2321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283137220772112530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I was preparing my own list of favorite outlets or Should-Visit places to taste the Hyderabad Biryani. And here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top:0in" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Shadab      @ Opposite Madina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Café Bahar      @ basheerbagh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince      @ mehdipatnam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hotel      Alfa @ Opposite Secbad Railway Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bawarchi      @ Opposite Sandhya 70MM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Astoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      @ near Bawarchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      House &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Adding into the list is every Galli Biryaani which is famous for their authentic flavors &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Yeah I do agree that there are restaurants also whose Biryani tastes good, but the above mentioned list consists of options where no Credit/Debit Cards are accepted so you can understand the authenticity of these options. (atleast the top 4 still don’t accept cards, the rest have started to….Globalization has started to change them)&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I was informed that trains coming from Delhi or any northern state if at all they are passing via Hyderabad by lunchtime ,most of the trains have the option of availing Hyderabad Biryaani for lunch which the crew orders depending on the number of requests.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Now there is a very interesting story about Biryani which you can read when u step into any Hyderabad House where the tables are well decorated with these pieces of tales which form a gud reading.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And mind you as one my frend says…”yaar Biryaani is supposed to be made with Ghosh…Mutton..which is now transformed to chicken and sadly into Vegetarian also”.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; But Veggies have their own way of tasting Biryani.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Winter ho ya Summer ya ho Rainy day....A Biryani shall be a gr88 xcuse....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-46272387497551977?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/46272387497551977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/hyderbadi-biryaani.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/46272387497551977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/46272387497551977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/hyderbadi-biryaani.html' title='Hyderbadi Biryaani….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SVF6ViTtrfI/AAAAAAAABM8/WaA5Wvv-UFE/s72-c/IMG_2326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-8045850145773996231</id><published>2008-12-23T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T15:17:30.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sInIsTeR sPeCuLaTiOnS.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chief Minister of Uttar Pradesh Ms.Mayawathi is on her south Indian trip to garner a few more vote banks for the forthcoming elections. As part of her Promotion campaign for Bahujan Samaj Party (BSP) a party which has got not many patrons in these states, she was in Chennai yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What else can you expect from a current Political Leader? As usual she began to sing their party’s Swan Song about their achievements in Uttar Pradesh….blah..blah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To woo the party workers and her targeted vote banks she mentioned that her party has written to the central government to include a section of economically poor forward caste denizens, along with Muslims, backward classes, Scheduled Caste and Scheduled Tribe to be given reservation.(And for those who have reservations she has proposed to increase their ambit). And BSP shall converge all their efforts to make this dream of her a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a token of respect we feel proud to share a certain privilege (being cautious to avoid Reservation) for our Defense people because of whose prudent fortitude we are able to sleep peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To give a fair chance to people who have been disabled by fate, and give them equal opportunity to prove themselves we offer a special privilege to Differently abled people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also to bring more women out of their kitchens and prove themselves to be treated as equal to men, we have a special privilege to them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am just wondering if in addition to these , what if Ms.Mayawathi’s propositins bear fruits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Who else is left from the ambit of reservation ? If everyone is given reservation are we committing Impropriety by using the word RESERVATION?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Until now people fought for Reservations and if the above prognosis turns out to be a plausible one we may see people fighting for greater % es of reservation which would lead to Sordid Predicament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-8045850145773996231?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8045850145773996231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/sinister-speculations.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8045850145773996231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8045850145773996231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/sinister-speculations.html' title='sInIsTeR sPeCuLaTiOnS.....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2686368756457138748</id><published>2008-12-22T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:38:48.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eQuAl &amp; OpPoSiTe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;“i dont require ppl like u ….in my life….thnx a lot for everything ….u will never stop commenting”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Scene Setup: The background music was that of K3G title track,front end was a so called Pentium 4 crt box,512MB ram HP7540 machine whose keyboard strokes are slower than a typical Jagjit singh ghazal lyric, and the icing on the cake was the coffee machine in my bay has been removed making this lazy bum move one floor down to get the muddy greasy coffee...So emotions draining out like a Subhash ghai's Yaadein...(havent seen Yuvraaj still)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No this is not a liner told to/by SRK in his movie Rab Ne by/to Anushka, neither was this a liner told to/by Hritik in his movie Kaho na Pyaar hai by/to to Amisha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;May be this sounds similar to what Akshay Khanna says to Aamir in DCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And today I played my role of being Aamir. This was what a Sweet friend of mine had to say about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I felt aghast partly because my comments hurt my friend and partly because my friend hurt me with these lines. Thank You Mr. Newton for prepostering this effect long back by means of your famous “Newtons 3rd law – For every action there is EQUAL &amp;amp; OPPOSITE reaction”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It feels so bad that your friend doesn’t understand that you were trying to cheer them up bcoz u cant see them feel sad (as if your bike’s 2 tyres got punctured amidst a highway with no access for help to shout…phew such Ghatiya B grade sa cmparison $!@#$!@^# but cant help it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nevertheless I am happy that at least by yelling out at me, my friend became normal…back again to casual work…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That makes me realize may be during times of distress we yell/curse/are tempered with our family,frenz,love,collegue…. some words can’t be taken back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In particular when you are in friendship, you never help your friends, you do things to make them feel happy or to get that smile onto their face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No Room for “Thanks” or "Sorry" ( words that bring the greatest distance between frenz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reminds me of the song from Rockford….&lt;br /&gt;                           “Yaaro Dosti…badi hi khoobsurat hai…&lt;br /&gt;                                               yeh na ho toh kya phir yeh zindagi hai…koi tho hai….” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2686368756457138748?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2686368756457138748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/equal-opposite.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2686368756457138748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2686368756457138748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/equal-opposite.html' title='eQuAl &amp; OpPoSiTe'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5840581502954712464</id><published>2008-12-20T12:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:16:34.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GMBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp jain'/><title type='text'>Tough Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I happened to accompany a friend of mine for his SP Jain Student interaction program held at Taj Krishna. The interaction lasted from &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="19"&gt;7 Pm&lt;/st1:time&gt; to &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="22"&gt;10 Pm&lt;/st1:time&gt; as my friend came fully prepared to grill the team, regarding the various prospects and options that a GMBA (their mba prog is called a Global MBA prog) offers him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All said and done, the GMBA sounds to be an interesting one, with its twin city model 6 months learning in &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dubai &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and 6 months learning in Singapore including a&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;three week learning at Toronto – Canada. Now that promises to be Truly Global.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My poor friend had has own inhibitions as to which specialization does he need to apply for. He was planning for a Specialization in Finance (as numbers and especially cnbc tv18 lures him too much that he is struck to cnbc wondering and trying to make out his own interpretations of those numbers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Coming from an Engineering background and working with a Software firm truly made his dream to pursue an MBA-Finance a distant dream. After the Interaction the poor chap was advised to opt for Services Management and Marketing (SMM) a specialization which the Vice President of the college suggested that would be a Best fit for my dear friend given my frez stron analytical skill set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The suggestion made him feel to runaway from the place to mark his protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All through our way back home I had to convince him that SMM also sounds as a good option and had he opted for investment banking or wealth management he wuld have had tough time competing himself with Finance guyz (like CPA’s,CFA’s ). Now SMM shall help him during his placement season as his current 2 years of Work Ex shall help him pick a better deal when compared to a Finance offer wherein he would be considered in the basket of freshers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am not sure what he is going to finalize upon but as of this minute, he is inclined towards SMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; The Situation reminds me of another friend &lt;st1:place&gt;Ravi&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s blog “Equations of lyf”. Certainly in this case the equations have just changed in due course of interaction.&lt;br /&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/9048512711327292979-5840581502954712464?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5840581502954712464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/tough-decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5840581502954712464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5840581502954712464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/tough-decisions.html' title='Tough Decisions'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-111512947576679271</id><published>2008-12-19T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:30:02.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incontrovertible truths...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Disclaimer: The Following is a chat transcript between me and my buddy Redwine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No offences meant :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Redwine is online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Me: hey dude …enti eee time lo (wat r u doing at this time) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Redwine: meeeee…..hey…all time ( looks his season started)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: neeeee kosam ;)….v dnt meet to night na (waiting for me *(&amp;amp;@$&amp;amp;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: enti maaama teda ga unnatu unaavu (R U ok???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: nthg dude iam finding for my girl (ab raat ko 12 baje yeah apney girl ko dhoond raha tha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; girlaaa antey….(who is she)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: yeah …senorita (I cant disclose her name..nahi tho muje maar dega) as 22 is her bday ….iam searching in orkut…..(Wah my romeo )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: ok (as if I understood the whole logic behind Indo-US 123 Agreement)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: but noway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Me: all d best…..try checking with some commn frenz accounts…(Eurekaaaaaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: thank u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: may b some luck turns up (Ek Andha dooosra andha ko raasta dikha raha hai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: yeah thats sounds gud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: so how was d day (just to check his peg level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: ok….(sounds normal..no state of booz identified) nenu LL malli reneval chepenchanu 2day ha ha ha :D (Nw this idiot has been renewing his 2 wheeler Learning licence for the past 1.5 years..kabhi isko time hi nahi milta to turn it into a permanent one…May b once he gets time from his senorita ki yaadein..it will b attempted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: how abt u???(is he trying to check my boozing status…*&amp;amp;^%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: neee bondha …. permanent chepinchchu kada…enduku eee tippalu (cut the crappp)….my day was pretty gud….hey my blog is update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: challo kisi ka day to thek tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: teerika untey chaduvu….chadivitey comment cheyyi...(do check it if u find time…and if u read let me know thru ur comments…phewwwww….asking for comments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;B***ing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: wt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: my blog idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: catch u 2mrw….wats the prog??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: as if nw nthg (as if we had to attend G8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Summit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Sent at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="7" hour="0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;12:07 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Redwine: sleeping??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: ledu ra (Nope idiot….evaluating the practical applicability of newtons laws..:-( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: ok….carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Sent at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="8" hour="0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;12:08 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:168.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: nop boss common friends no 1 is having her profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: huhhhh….ekkada ekkada ekkada undo taaraka…(Ghumshuda!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: but y all of sudden nw…after so many years…y do u want to get into this again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: uurkay.....nt after so many years i keep thinking abt her all the time every day….(another devdas in the making after the SRK-Aish-madhuri one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: hey dude...i guess she is married….i dont remember ..(tho kya hua bey idiot…feelings xpress kar saktey hai na…now this shws how amateur ur …Committed vaalo ko try kar saktey hai vamsi..Chance pe dance maarley…. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: atleast this time i want to wish her (saala Sentiment se ointment laga raha hai...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: s she is …soo…atleast i can wish her kada (reminds me of vinay pathak in the movie Dasvidaniya where he meets his childhood love after 10 years to express his love when she is married and has her daughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Me: yeah…..but dont get involved very much...tats wat i can say….Wat can I say to you…..Its like Dhoni advisiing Sachin How to knock a century??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Redwine: ;) Poor chap…but u know wat…our sachin is the record maker…( Keep it going Sachin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Sent at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="24" hour="0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;12:24 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*****************&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-111512947576679271?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/111512947576679271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/incontrovertible-truths.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/111512947576679271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/111512947576679271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/incontrovertible-truths.html' title='Incontrovertible truths...'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5931625800791655760</id><published>2008-12-18T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:58:43.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my Pursuit of happ-I-ness….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; “Hello my name is Chirs Gardner” says Will smith in the opening scene. While it may seem the movie is all about an Autobiography of Chris &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;gardner&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, it isn’t only it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; There are quite bitter truths that are shared in the movie like the one where will smith explains that Thomas Jefferson got the idea to put it as Pursuit of Happiness rather than Happiness in the declaration of independence stressing it out that its always our pursuit to be happy.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Now I have been longing to watch this movie another time since a couple of days just to rejuvenate myself and make myself comfortable that life isn’t always the same. And here it goes all of sudden when I feel bored at around &lt;st1:time minute="45" hour="23"&gt;11.45 PM&lt;/st1:time&gt; I sign on to watch Mr.Chris Gardner and remembering my life in 2008 i blog upon ....&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I guess there is a Chris Gardner in me too- who dreams Big, who wants to do something for his loved ones, who is in his pursuit of happiness. While ,my life isn’t that complicated as was his in the movie but somewhere down the line I feel that iam trying to mix up many things in my pursuit of happiness. No Comparisons apropos to chris.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Chris gives me immense strength , bolstering up my energy bringing back verve in my way of thinking. Ruminating of the fact that the year 2008 is going to end in another 2 weeks and ecstatic about the all new vibrant year 2009 I started to think what have I achieved in 2008.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Brooding over 2008, it has been a fantastic one giving me a chance to prove myself professionally and outsmart my competitors. 2008 started with a high note, I bought my first Car (imagine the first vehicle that I bought in my life is a 4 wheeler…WOWWWW).&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; 2008 brought in new friends, some who are going t be there with me for lifetime, new experiences, overcome challenges.It helped me understand the true definition of friendship, to identify who would stand by you in tough times, the happiness in giving &amp;amp; sharing love with family, friends, team, society and most importantly Yourself.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; “&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its an I in HappIness not a Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; The year was emotionally close to me as it turned out be a second life to Mom and thank god today I am here blogging about it. (Truly Blogging has emboldened me)&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; All is not sundry, there have been learning’s as well. There were colors brought in , new spirits and aspirations that sprouted up but unfortunately had to limit them to sprouts itself as the timing didn’t match well. May be I was late to catch that train. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Missing my loved ones, trying to overcome my diffident attitude, identifying opportunity in every trouble I was defying gravity and was trying to pick it up rather than drop.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; That reminds me of chris saying “Never let anyone tell you that you can’t do something. If you wanna get something go and get it “&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; The year only made my list of people to be envied a little longer. Distancing with old teams, forming new ones, special feelings towards some loved ones and doing things which may sound crazy to a passerby but are my moments to cherish.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Several first time experiences and many lessons learnt with a flavor of success along with some fallbacks makes 2008 special to me.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Tght of sharing some of my musings but no intention to complain about life….bcoz Life is Beautiful&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Undaalantey History…Poratam Compulsory..Risk antey ela mari????&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(To make History….u need to fight ....never leave it calling as a risk)&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;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/9048512711327292979-5931625800791655760?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5931625800791655760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-my-pursuit-of-happ-i-ness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5931625800791655760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5931625800791655760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-my-pursuit-of-happ-i-ness.html' title='In my Pursuit of happ-I-ness….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2899949375107698800</id><published>2008-12-16T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:58:21.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tryst with mba'/><title type='text'>Introspecting self...</title><content type='html'>Today was a hectic day in the sense I was only going through useful links regarding MBA Admissions to various B Schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks 2 Mbaalimighty,sodium potash,franken’s…for sharing ur mba tryst, atleast it gives me the picture of how hard is the target iam aiming for. Had it been not for blogging I wud not have even known who these guyz where and what they are doing for their MBA’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though iam not a Professional Blogger like my peers, I do keep my ramblings posted onto my blog (even when I know there isnt anyone who is interested to check in L). But that shud not deter me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Defeat is not when U fall down…It is when U refuse to give up…..&lt;/span&gt;( Read somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a brief chat with Ravi my Colleague and another MBA aspirer, I was feeling re-energized to look onto to my MBA Strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its time to think about it seriously…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2899949375107698800?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2899949375107698800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/introspecting-self.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2899949375107698800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2899949375107698800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/introspecting-self.html' title='Introspecting self...'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2102460646039087292</id><published>2008-12-15T12:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:25:18.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote it'/><title type='text'>Quote it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Not many times do i like Quotes (0ne reason may be they are very difficult to comprehend)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But came across a gud one today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Its not Special to be Special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Its Special to be Ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I shared this with my collegue and she was not at all impressed at it and gave a Skeptical look at me ...probably not everything comprehensible to me is comprehensible to others and vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;While my office communicator currently holds the quote which i felt near to heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Being Strong doesn't mean u hit people Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; But when some one close to you hits u hard, to smile back proving them Wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/9048512711327292979-2102460646039087292?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2102460646039087292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/quote-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2102460646039087292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2102460646039087292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/quote-it.html' title='Quote it...'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4044612987020803164</id><published>2008-12-14T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:18:11.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyderabad Outer Ring Road....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SUVbUEQYsgI/AAAAAAAABMU/wX8R8TV7NH0/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SUVbUEQYsgI/AAAAAAAABMU/wX8R8TV7NH0/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279726538459755010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Mission&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;: Xploring Hyderabad Outer Ring Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Date: &lt;st1:date month="12" day="14" year="2008"&gt;14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;  Dec 2008&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Time: 20.30 Hrs&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Vehicle: my Bangaram&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Starring: Vamsi,Lucky,Shali &amp;amp; Raj &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; After a lot of dates , postponements and controversies the much awaited &lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;Hyderabad Outer Ring Road&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; was partially opened for public use on &lt;st1:date year="2008" day="14" month="11"&gt;14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;  Nov 2008&lt;/st1:date&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Being true spirited hyderabadis I and my collegue tried to explore the road on the same day but had to return dissapointedly as the road was opened purely for personal four wheelers. And we tried to vroom on my pulsar. But atleast we witnessed the inviting hoardings and made ourselves happy that we graced the Opening.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; All of a sudden when this weekend we had no great happenings in the city , the thought of accomplishing the mission which we left last month started to linger amongst us. We are a bunch of hunch’s who believe that “Do it the moment it comes to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; mind”. Thus started the Road exploration.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; At night 8.30 just had dinner with a tght to grab a quick bite on the way we headed straight to Hitech city and from there popped onto the outer Ring road. The first 5 mins drive on the road made no great thrills, but the frills started to popp up after the initial 5 mins. The road was completely new and only 4 out the proposed 8 lane’s were opened while the other 4 are being worked out. But once the 8 way is opened it shall be a heaven like feeling to drive on this stretch.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; No Illumination surrounded by Pitch black night , xploding music, and cruising at 80-100 KMPH was nothing less than knocking down hard on the party floor.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; The road has got some great turns and the night effect added the right spice to it.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; A perfect road to tip off to &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;International&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Airport&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; just in case you have only 15-20 mins to reach the entry gate of the airport. Already the Cab drivers were cruising and learning fast the bends and turns.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; After a decent masala kadak chai&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;at a tea stall near the Air port we reached back to the normal dusty, crampy, city roads and the latter half of the night started with high SPIRITS &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-4044612987020803164?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4044612987020803164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/hyderabad-outer-ring-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4044612987020803164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4044612987020803164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/hyderabad-outer-ring-road.html' title='Hyderabad Outer Ring Road....'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SUVbUEQYsgI/AAAAAAAABMU/wX8R8TV7NH0/s72-c/IMG_0903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2563363732175386776</id><published>2008-12-14T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:10:26.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outrage'/><title type='text'>Rage vs Outrage…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Imagine a Sunday starting with the headline ”Acid attack accused shot dead”. Even as there are other stories like Mumbai attack and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;’s retaliations to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;’s Comments.,etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; It may sound like a regular story, guy harassing an girl who didn’t accept his love and threatening to disfigure her and finally resorting to the extreme step of implementing what he threatened her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; While the Police can be appreciated for detaining the guy and his cohort company who accompanied him in this heinous crime, the good part of the story ends here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; The police encountering the criminals just because they have the support from few sections of the society who have hailed their decision is highly deplorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Are we clear on what is the differentiating line between Rage and Outrage. Expressing public anger over an issue and asking for a remedy for such issue that such things do not crop up in the future should amunt t Rage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; While there was a very good idea to come up with a special cell and a toll free number to register such complaints with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;turn around time deadline may sound exciting the as usual suspicion of implementation of such initiatives stand out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But Hailing such initiatives resorts to Outrageous decisions. At the end of day we live in a Society Damn it....what is it that we are trying to explain to our next generations by setting out such examples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; What is the thin line between expressing Rage and acting Outrageously???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-2563363732175386776?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2563363732175386776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/rage-vs-outrage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2563363732175386776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2563363732175386776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/rage-vs-outrage.html' title='Rage vs Outrage…'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-8806756300064721443</id><published>2008-12-12T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:52:05.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oye Farhan….Oye Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;The day the teaser was launched that Farhan akhtar (the rockon guy) was coming up with his show on ndtv imagine with his first celebrity guest as hrithik roshan, I made up my mind that I wud make it a point to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;And amidst no planning I am at home today and as I was tuning into my idiot box, found that the show is being launched today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;After Koffee with Karan this was one show which I planned to watch just because of the attitude of farhan. Now come on guyz I believe Farhan is a Sensible Director who is changing the face of young bollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;Who can deny the fact whether its Dil chahta hai, the stupendous hit which defined the definition of Hairstyle for teenagers or Lakshya in which he reflecte dteh thoughts of young India and its attitude to Armed Forces or Rock ON which defined the first Rock movie of bollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;After watching today’s show I felt that I personally have a good taste. Had I not I would not have made such sensible decision(ehhhh…WTF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;Though the show lasted for 1 hour I didn’t feel it was being dragged unlike some of our new age reality shows. Hope this doesn’t fall into tat category going fwd…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A Director,Producer,Singer,Actor,Script writer, Stage Performer and now Host of a talkshow….many more feathers to be added to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt; hat farhan..gr88 going…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Rock&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;….Rock On…Zindagi milegi na dobaraaaaa………..&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-8806756300064721443?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8806756300064721443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/oye-farhanoye-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8806756300064721443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8806756300064721443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/oye-farhanoye-friday.html' title='Oye Farhan….Oye Friday'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2743478212301479889</id><published>2008-12-11T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:40:32.005-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hakuna matata'/><title type='text'>Hakuna Matata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aaj subha se this phrase kept rolling out of my mouth (may b bcoz I was listening to trivikram’s Jalsa Song).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;As I zoomed into office first thing I did was to google it out wat does this mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and my dear wiki defined it as "Hakuna Matata…..There are No Worries…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Being Friday the office appeared so colorful (u normally don’t get to see pinks, fluorescent greens on weekdays). And also given the fact that aaaj u have SRK’s Rab ne Bana di Jodi , I am not sure how many Jodi’s are planning to watch it by bunking office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have my tickets booked for the matinee show with a couple of frenz..No Jodi :-(&lt;br /&gt;Anyways agar mvie achi rahegi tho phir jaayengey Jodi ke saath :-) :-).&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matataaaaaaaaaaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2743478212301479889?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2743478212301479889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/hakuna-matata.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2743478212301479889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2743478212301479889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/12/hakuna-matata.html' title='Hakuna Matata'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-7194169388281786545</id><published>2008-11-27T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:56:36.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satyam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fan the flames'/><title type='text'>tAKE tHE lEAD 2 fAn ThE fLaMeS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Have you ever thought of giving back to society????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;But due to ignorance you never knew the initiatives before in hand and cursed yourself for not being a part of that wonderful Initiative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Well I had my own such experiences, where in I read about the initiative early next morning in the newspaper and felt sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Well if that has been there in your mind as well and you never found the right channel to do it, here is the Opportunity to tAKE tHE lEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;You need not participate in Lead India campaign, Rights demonstration.,etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;We are starting this initiative “Satyam Chetana” from Satyam Campuses across locations and we would be more than happy to have you volunteering for this noble cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;‘Satyam Chetana’, aims to prepare a platform for urgent and sustained programs to limit the impact of HIV/AIDS and help halt the spread of the disease. ‘Satyam – Chetana’ aims to impart self respect and dignity to those affected by HIV/AIDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;As we fight together against the disease, your contributions as responsible citizens would serve as a motivation to fight against the myths of HIV/AIDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;We invite you to the ‘Satyam Chetana’ – AIDS Awareness Week from the 1st December 2008 to the 4th December 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;To summarize its ….tAKE tHE lEAD 2 fAn ThE fLaMeS….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-7194169388281786545?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7194169388281786545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-lead-2-fan-flames.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7194169388281786545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/7194169388281786545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-lead-2-fan-flames.html' title='tAKE tHE lEAD 2 fAn ThE fLaMeS'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6909655955663109341</id><published>2008-11-26T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:34:02.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danny pearl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angelina jolie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a mighty heart'/><title type='text'>A Mighty Heart – Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SS0lAX4ebzI/AAAAAAAABMM/fSCP5fMAMq4/s1600-h/200px-Mighty_heartmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272911427061837618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SS0lAX4ebzI/AAAAAAAABMM/fSCP5fMAMq4/s320/200px-Mighty_heartmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday night I managed to watch this movie “A mighty Heart” of Angelina jolie on HBO. I was planning to watch this movie since a long time. Even when it was released in Hyderabad my collegue Sambit told me the movie was good enough to be given a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;But some how things didn’t fall into place until yesterday night. No friends to disturb on a Chilly night as no one dare to come out at 9 Pm to disturb me from watching the Prime time movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Coming to the movie the plot is simple. The Plot revolves around a Journalist Couple namely Danny pearl and Marriane who are in Pakistan, where Danny is kidnapped by a terrorist outfit . The movie revolves around the Trauma faced by Marriane to rescue her husband from the dreadful claws of the Terrorist outfit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Now the movie is based on a True Incident where the characters have been etched based on the real life story of Danny Pearl. The movie also shows the interviews of US Secretary Mr.Colin Powell who talks to Pakistan President Musharaf regarding the the actions to be taken against the terrorist outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;For the first time I saw a movie in which Angelina did a de-glamorized role. The movie is extensively shot in Pakistan and India. Versatile actor Irfan khan plays the role of a Pakistani Cop who tries to chase the Outfit. I personally liked the lady Asra she looked very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;The movie moves at a very rapid pace that you never feel bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-6909655955663109341?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6909655955663109341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/mighty-heart-movie-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6909655955663109341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6909655955663109341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/mighty-heart-movie-review.html' title='A Mighty Heart – Movie Review'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SS0lAX4ebzI/AAAAAAAABMM/fSCP5fMAMq4/s72-c/200px-Mighty_heartmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1542336102790628705</id><published>2008-11-26T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:00:22.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traffic in hyderabad'/><title type='text'>Trafficin Hyderabad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Traffic in Hyderabad….Yes many us might have had this experience. How tiring would it be to commute day in and day out on the roads of Hyderabad whether its the stretch from Hitech city to Begumpet or Bowenpally to STC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A Software Engineer working with a Firm in hitech city started to share his ordeals in this traffic and some tips to overcome Traffic Situations from becoming Worse through his Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now he is nominated for MTV-Youth Icon Awards for being a responsible Citizen who took initiative to change the things that he believed in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You can read his Blog at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://trafficinhyderabad.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://trafficinhyderabad.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Check it out whenever you are free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1542336102790628705?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1542336102790628705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/trafficin-hyderabad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1542336102790628705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1542336102790628705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/trafficin-hyderabad.html' title='Trafficin Hyderabad'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2881704711709087924</id><published>2008-11-24T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:53:58.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIV Vs AIDs</title><content type='html'>How many of us know that HIV and AIDs are not synonyms. But when we speak we try to use them as Synonyms. I agree that its purely due to ignorance that we use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even till date I thought both mean the same. And thanks Manoj for helping me to come out of this Illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The below are the facts relating to HIV and AIDS….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•          “Human Immunodeficiency Virus”&lt;br /&gt;•          A specific type of virus (a retrovirus)&lt;br /&gt;•          HIV is the virus which can lead to AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;•          HIV reduces body's immunities so they have more difficulty fighting off diseases.&lt;br /&gt;•          The immune system can never fully get rid of HIV because the virus attacks the immune system itself--the very thing that would normally get rid of a virus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•          Acquired Immunodeficiency Syndrome&lt;br /&gt;•          Disease limits the body’s ability to fight infection&lt;br /&gt;•          A person with AIDS has a very weak immune system&lt;br /&gt;•          AIDS is a syndrome, resulting from low immunity tolerance which is signified by the presence of specific health conditions called opportunistic infections (OI).&lt;br /&gt;•          These infections are caused by microbes such as viruses or bacteria that usually do not make healthy people sick. Some of these infections include Lymphoma (&amp;amp; other specific cancers), Candidiasis, recurrent Pneumonia, Dementia, Tuberculosis etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To make it Simple……&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIV is the Cause and AIDS is the Effect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ps:  This initiative is with regard to Project Chetana. The details of which can be found in the below post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2881704711709087924?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2881704711709087924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiv-vs-aids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2881704711709087924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2881704711709087924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiv-vs-aids.html' title='HIV Vs AIDs'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4420959818026291288</id><published>2008-11-23T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:10:53.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aids'/><title type='text'>fAn ThE fLaMeS…………..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Q: What is full form of AIDS?&lt;br /&gt;Me: AIDS means Acquired Immuno Deficiency Syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;That was my answer in my schooldays. I almost scored 10 upon 10 in my General knowledge by answering correctly this single question (along with 9 othersJ). But never wondered what does that mean. Since that was a topic which was meant to be not discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though everyone talks a lot about “Aids” in Debates, Elocutions and Essay Writings not every one Walks the Talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months back I remember, I was having coffee with one of my colleague and I said her that I got a new ringtone and played it. She started blushing and asked me to stop that as I cant play that ringtone in public. All this because I played the ringtone of “Condom Condom”, the one being aired on television which has been issued by Government of India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the same with most of us I guess. We are brave enough to talk about Condom, Sex, AIDS only in debates and speeches but when you have to face it , there is an Unwritten rule, Unspoken commandment that we are not supposed to talk about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with the advent of media, new ways of packaging the message to attract the Youth has been a in-process-Success . The various initiatives like Social Forums, NGO’s increasing their reach to the audience with the message that AIDS is not a topic to be left un-discussed, the winds have started to blow in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it requires is fanning these flames which I guess we all could do to be a part of.&lt;br /&gt;Coming December 1st – International Aids Day, we from Satyam are planning to launch some initiatives in this regards to spread awareness ( in true spirit -not the regular buy a red ribbon one)to fan the flames in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to contribute our drop into the ocean and so are open for any of you who may want to join us and fan the flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Project name is Chetana . As of now the plans are being chalked out and we would be happy if YOU also want to be a part of Chetana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4420959818026291288?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4420959818026291288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/fan-flames.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4420959818026291288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4420959818026291288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/fan-flames.html' title='fAn ThE fLaMeS…………..'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5055172326624151877</id><published>2008-11-21T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:51:32.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aavakayi Biryani….</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SScRA_B2z3I/AAAAAAAABLs/tHYeIwcitxY/s1600-h/wp-1avakaibiryani1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SScRA_B2z3I/AAAAAAAABLs/tHYeIwcitxY/s320/wp-1avakaibiryani1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271200597477347186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now that’s an interesting title to draw Biryani aficionados to a movie and in particular to hyderabadi’s. It was sufficient enough to draw regular movie buffs to theater’s and when it comes from Shekar Kammula’s Camp the excitement just gets to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Given the fact that Shekar is now well established in Tollywood, and his experience with experimenting new subjects you always expect a good movie from his camp office. Anish Kuruvulla the director of this movie, is the same guy who plays the role of friend of Anand in the movie Anand (who says…Asalu roopa Anand mundu Cheema..Anand Enugu..hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;After a Hectic week I thought I need to take a break from my regular schedule and which movie else gives you the feel of watching a good movie than Amigo’s Production. So I created the similar excitement in a couple of friends and managed to bring them to the theatre for the movie with a pomis ethat after the movie we shall have biryaani &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Though I already read Jeevi’s review on the movie, I wanted to give my take on the movie. When people deliver a success others start expecting little more than that and you need to fight to stand up to their expectations. I guess now that’s the thought of Jeevi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aavakayi biryaani is all about a middle class girl who makes her living by selling home made pickle (Maa oori Aavakayi),who dreams about making big in life by opening a restaurant on the high way. She meets up with Akbar an Autodriver struggling to clear his BCOM to get a well settled job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The movie touchs issues like hindu-muslim sentiment, education in a village, exploitation of villagers by a few influential people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The movie brings in a fresh feel away from noisy roads of city in the backdrop of devarakonda – vikarabad stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I think Anish did a wonderful job to recreate the magic of a pakka village background movie with the tenderness of Innocence. Kudos Anish!!!! I haven’t seen his debutant movie “Confessions of a film director”(iam not sure if that’s the exact name…shall give it a try).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;As far as the acting is concerned…Kamal has done a neat job with very good histrionics and Bindu as a perfect Padaharanala Telugu Aadapaduchu was Dazzling in langa voni’s and Sarees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I consider the movie is a paisa wasool and a movie to be seen whole heartedly to enjoy the fragrance of fresh feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hope there every menu in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; will have a special dish called Aavakayi Biryani…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-5055172326624151877?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5055172326624151877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/aavakayi-biryani.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5055172326624151877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5055172326624151877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/aavakayi-biryani.html' title='Aavakayi Biryani….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SScRA_B2z3I/AAAAAAAABLs/tHYeIwcitxY/s72-c/wp-1avakaibiryani1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1681995704204367787</id><published>2008-11-09T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:08:19.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Dont Know'/><title type='text'>I Dont Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All that i can say is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I DONT KNOW" :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/9048512711327292979-1681995704204367787?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1681995704204367787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1681995704204367787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1681995704204367787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know.html' title='I Dont Know'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-29938825469745917</id><published>2008-11-04T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:18:09.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Business Analyst….</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;All these day I didn’t feel the real effect of the Global Economic crisis, Job Lay offs and stuff. But today all of a sudden the axe fell on my team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Every one in my team except ME, my team member, my boss, my boss’s boss and his boss…all them have been moved out of my business. I am left all alone in this team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SRCRsMqyaWI/AAAAAAAABLM/tfC-wUuRdQw/s1600-h/sad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SRCRsMqyaWI/AAAAAAAABLM/tfC-wUuRdQw/s200/sad.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264868152897071458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It makes me feel like Tom hanks in Cast Away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.All alone in this turmoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This was the team which helped me identify my strengths, my passion, my goal. This was the team that made my wish of doing an MBA top up my agenda. I always consider myself lucky that I had been part of this dynamic team which helped me transform from a fresh Engineering Graduate to a recognized Business Analyst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There was so much of learning I had from all my peer’s starting from my boss, to her boss and to his boss. Since this was my first reporting line in a corporate, I had the opportunity to showcase my talent and I was fortunate to be equally recognized for my contributions.(which is quite rare in corporate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I never had to call anyone Sir/Ma’m, every one was addressed by their first name irrespective of their level (even the senior Vice president). That was not a common trait that I found in many others of similar cadre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hey Boss(‘s) Thank You for the learning opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And finally Pilli, u have been a wonderful team member. You make the team cheerful and bring smile on my face. You helped me to realize work- life balance and remain bindaaas round the clock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;All the Best in your new role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;@Team...I miss you all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-29938825469745917?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/29938825469745917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/confessions-of-business-analyst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/29938825469745917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/29938825469745917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/11/confessions-of-business-analyst.html' title='Confessions of a Business Analyst….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SRCRsMqyaWI/AAAAAAAABLM/tfC-wUuRdQw/s72-c/sad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3005416582555287702</id><published>2008-10-30T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:02:26.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Tiger – Not my cup of tea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Last week my sister brought this book “The White Tiger” written by Aravind Adiga. I have heard quite a lot about the book more so because of the recent Man Booker Prize being bestowed upon to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Adding too my interest was the fact that this was a Fiction based book. I started the book with great interest and after completing 50 pages felt the book was dragging. But I had my inner conscience telling me to see what’s so interesting in this book that it made to the coveted honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Pretending to be an Intellectual (as though I am and ardent fan of such booker prize books) I could hardly complete 100 pages. And the count is still going ahead. Whenever I am not feeling sleepy I try to induce sleep onto myself my re-opening this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Today after lunch, in my office I found an article about “The White Tiger” in Outlook magazine. Now since I have some information about what the book is about I tried to burry myself into the article. Off late all the reviews I read about this book, every one was gung-ho about the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;But the article threw light on the other side of the coin. Thanks to the author for making me feel confident about my judgement. The author also agrees with me that the book was not so exciting one. Also the Times of India article quote starting with “allege” phrase made the reading interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Now every book will have both lovers and dissidents, may be for this book I fall into the list of non ardent fans. May be this was not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;But nevertheless iam happy that an Indian author’s book has been selected for this honor (irrespective of the controversies surrounding it post the award)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Congratulations Adiga!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3005416582555287702?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3005416582555287702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/white-tiger-not-my-cup-of-tea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3005416582555287702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3005416582555287702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/white-tiger-not-my-cup-of-tea.html' title='The White Tiger – Not my cup of tea.'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1515256920094330320</id><published>2008-10-29T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:25:27.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy diwali</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It has been a long time since I blogged last. I was caught up with some new things all of which turned up at the same time….including Office shifting (only premises change not company yet),Diwali Fervor, Movie fever.,etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Happy Diwali every one.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1515256920094330320?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1515256920094330320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-diwali.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1515256920094330320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1515256920094330320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-diwali.html' title='Happy diwali'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-8083059653774706106</id><published>2008-10-13T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:27:21.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Krugman awarded the Nobel Prize for 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well well well…Paul Krugman has been awarded the 2008 Nobel prize in the Ecnomics Section.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Now for all those of you who do not know who he is, take "The Hindu"  newspaper and open the Editorial, just opposite to the Editorial page will be Paul krugman’s column in the Op-Ed page.(just check 2-3 continous days and you shall find atleast one of his article). &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Iam not a regular reader of his articles, though I tried my level best at times little did I understand what he writes about.(May be coveted prizes are given to people who write like that…&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There were many a time, I started his article and left it in between because it didn’t make Head or tail to me. Some times it even appeared as if iam not reading an English newspaper.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Fairly my intention&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is not to make mockery of him. The way he articulates issues ranging from Economic perspective is mind boggling. To put out such an article requires great amount of Analysis and Logical thinking to put those thoughts across and not to forget the Vocab he uses (Its the finest of all) . Though at times it appears a lot more verbatim/Verbose may be I need to grow up to that stage where in I can understand his thoughts.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Hearty Congratulations to Mr.Krugman. Your Articles set my bar higher..&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-8083059653774706106?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8083059653774706106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/paul-krugman-awarded-nobel-prize-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8083059653774706106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/8083059653774706106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/paul-krugman-awarded-nobel-prize-for.html' title='Paul Krugman awarded the Nobel Prize for 2008'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5986972204707520182</id><published>2008-10-09T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:51:24.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kotha Bangaru Lokam…Waiting for me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“Happy Dussera”, now that’s what has been beeping on my mobile since today morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;But just mere SMSing does it make my festival Happy. May be Yes bcoz atleast they have thought about me on this day or may be not as it was an exercise that they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Day long I was hoping to catch up with regular activity of catching up with friends and having our normal gupship but little did I realize that it can be way different from what I expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO5gYmFc9gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ncskdZ9BJhc/s1600-h/wp-6kothabangarulokam1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO5gYmFc9gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ncskdZ9BJhc/s320/wp-6kothabangarulokam1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255243790844491266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So what should I do?? Lackadaisically I turned onto net and fumbled up on idlebrain to see Jeevi’s review for the movie “Kotha Bangaru Lokam” (I was expecting the movie to be good because of the Music and the look &amp;amp; feel of the Posters and ad campaign made me feel like that…or may be its called Sixth Sense). Jeevi gave a mind boggling review of the movie and a rating of 4 up on scale of 5 (mind you he gave 4.5 for Bommarillu so can expect his rating value).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The time was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="30" hour="19"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;7.30 Pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; and there is only one chance of making it to the movie and that’s Second Show. I checked with my friends and none of their Calendar’s was free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As I was idling time just thought how about hitting to the movie with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Vroooooooooooooooom…that’s it went to the theatre to get the tickets but unfortunately the Queue was long enough so that I had the time to go back home and come along with Mom to get the tickets since the ladies Queue was decent enough .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Finally we got the Tickets.(also mom helped 2 more guys by purchasing some tickets for them as well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Now my decision to take mom for this Movie proved to be a great idea as by the Interval the movie was so pleasant that mom was totally immersed into the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Now coming to the movie though I plan to write a separate blog about it, a crisp review goes here…..A Fresh, Romantic, enticing, College Love Story. If Happy Days made you feel nostalgic about your Engineering Days this movie is definitely going to make you reminiscent of your Intermediate Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Fabulously picturised in the most picturesque locations of godavari, with music as an asset, the movie tries to balance the thin line between what parents think about children in the age group of 15-19 and what the Children feel like doing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The lead roles of Varun and Swetha are very good.(Though I preferred to watch Swetha than Varun on the Screen….oops). Swetha is a debutant actress and she is most famous for her role of the dumb hero’s sister in the movie Iqbal. While equal importance has been given to Jayasudha &amp;amp; Prakashraj(Hero’s Mom and Dad) and Ahuti Prasad (Heroine’s Dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;To put it in One line it’s a story about a middle class guy falling in love with a Rich girl during their Intermediate and how do they face the Consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And by the time the move was over audience would be left with a heavy heart, feelings pouring out just like as it is with me now.(imagine I am composing this blog at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;1.00AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;@$(*&amp;amp;@$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; All in all my dussera concluded happily with mom as I was able to spend some time with mom and that too in the company of a Very Good Movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; If I were to recommend, do watch the movie with your Loved ones , not the regular friend’s circle. You will feel better and would start to add value to your relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Addukogaladhaaa vegam “Kotha Bangaaru Lokam pilsitey”……&lt;/span&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/9048512711327292979-5986972204707520182?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5986972204707520182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/kotha-bangaru-lokamwaiting-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5986972204707520182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5986972204707520182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/kotha-bangaru-lokamwaiting-for-me.html' title='Kotha Bangaru Lokam…Waiting for me!!!'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO5gYmFc9gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ncskdZ9BJhc/s72-c/wp-6kothabangarulokam1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-6642080948412174651</id><published>2008-10-09T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T07:02:29.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tata'/><title type='text'>Why didn’t Nano turn up to AP???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While there were still discussions going on between the Tata Motor’s management and various State governments, I had a very strong urge for Nano to come to Andhra Pradesh expecting that there would be an international Exposure of AP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO4O0ajsfaI/AAAAAAAAA7U/NAseOQP0C5k/s1600-h/tata-nano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO4O0ajsfaI/AAAAAAAAA7U/NAseOQP0C5k/s200/tata-nano.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255154108832972194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While Karnataka, &lt;st1:place&gt;Gujarat&lt;/st1:place&gt; and AP left no stone unturned to bag the project to their hometown, the Tata’s were also weighing their options against one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The day before Mr. Ratan Tata announced that Nano would roll out from &lt;st1:place&gt;Gujarat&lt;/st1:place&gt;, the Tata Motors team headed by Mr.Ravikant the Managing director of Tata Motors was in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; to meet Andhra Pradesh chief minister Mr.Y.S.Rajasekhar Reddy. The Team was also planning to go to Karnataka to take into consideration their offerings amidst which Mr.Tata made the announcement of camping from &lt;st1:place&gt;Gujarat&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One possible reason for AP being deprived of Nano may be, after having discussions with AP Government officials, Mr.Ravi and team proceeded to the proposed site which was planned for Nano set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Team had a bitter experience as the Villagers protested against setting up and industry in their Agricultural area. The Resentment must have reminded the Nano Management team to re-consider their thoughts as they had been through this Imbroglio situation in &lt;st1:place&gt;West Bengal&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also adding fuel to fire was Gujarat Government’s swift action to acquire land and to be in a position to transfer the land into Tata’s account while Karnataka and Andhra Pradesh were still in the process of getting approvals and the Land Allotment would take sometime , the time which Tata’s didn’t have much in their roll out of Prestigious Nano Project.&lt;br /&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/9048512711327292979-6642080948412174651?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6642080948412174651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-didnt-nano-turn-up-to-ap.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6642080948412174651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/6642080948412174651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-didnt-nano-turn-up-to-ap.html' title='Why didn’t Nano turn up to AP???'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO4O0ajsfaI/AAAAAAAAA7U/NAseOQP0C5k/s72-c/tata-nano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5821394608301906405</id><published>2008-10-06T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T07:08:53.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Anantgiri Hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO4QTnj_3WI/AAAAAAAAA7c/yDkzXjh_LRE/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO4QTnj_3WI/AAAAAAAAA7c/yDkzXjh_LRE/s200/IMG_1939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255155744411475298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Though our Mission Godavari plan is being chalked out and is yet to be implemented, we were struck with the thought of another Small trip which was primarily a 100 Km drive away from Hyderabad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;During Googling for Mission Godavari we came up across some interesting Locations in the vicinity of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;. We thought we shall explore them beginning this weekend to a trip to Anantgiri Hills supposedly to be a trekking spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;A Google search of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;“Anantgiri Hills” takes you to numerous pages that talk about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Eastern  Ghats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt; and the Hilly terrain surrounding Vizag and anantgiri hills located nearby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Interestingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;nearby to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;, at a distance of 100 Kms on the Vikarabad Tandur stretch is another place called anantgiri which is famous for a temple dedicated Ananta Padmanabha Swamy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;I started at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="9" minute="0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;9 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt; after patching up with my friends Lucky and Shali. After small breakups for Tea we reached the spot in 3 Hours. Though the roads were not that great bits and pieces of the stretch were good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt; was being renewed with added features while we were said that there are some naturally formed caves and a Small Koneru (pool) down the hill. The Caves looked to be made of Natural red Soil with pores. Also near the Koneru were the Dome shaped structures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;If you remember the movie “Aithe”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;where the youngsters prison the mafia Don after kidnapping him, it is here the Dome shaped structures that the scenes were shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Surrounded by lush greenery, the weather was pleasant enough due to the natural Vegetation. After trekking the caves for about an hour we though it was time to continue further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; 6 Km from there we heard that there was a place called Bugga Rameshwaram popular for its Underwater spring. The Road to this place had some hair pin bends and you feel like you are traveling though some valleys. Being the Jammed Roads during the weekdays we found solace in those roads where there was hardly any other human being .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Occassionally the Village Cattle said hello to us but there were no other disturbances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;As we reached the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt; we identifie dteh Underwater Spring. The Priest of the temple informed us that this was the Originating place for the River Musi. Though it sounded exciting enough I didn’t find the answer convincing enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Out of our sheer curiosity we asked the priest if there were any other Places nearby to visit ,for which he smilingly said that there is a natural water fall 18-20 kms from here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;With our adrenaline pumping, we geared up ourselves on the kacha Road expecting to catch a glimpse of our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;Niagara   Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt; for the ay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;After 30 mins drive through the dirty Roads (or better if I call it as No road) all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;our aspirations have been lulled down at the site of a lake but no falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Dissappointed by the site we started back to home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; All in all it’s a great trip as we found some natural beauty and splendid locations which we managed to capture in our Digi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-5821394608301906405?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5821394608301906405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-to-anantgiri-hills.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5821394608301906405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5821394608301906405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-to-anantgiri-hills.html' title='Trip to Anantgiri Hills'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SO4QTnj_3WI/AAAAAAAAA7c/yDkzXjh_LRE/s72-c/IMG_1939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3500663219001330462</id><published>2008-10-02T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:33:44.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Smoking Day'/><title type='text'>No Smoking in Public Places – Forever vs Time being</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rejuvenating myself over my favourite cup of tea (mom made one with Ginger flavour), I started off my Dry day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I opened today’s News paper was reminded that from today Smoking is banned in Public Places. So all in all today is Dry Day cum No Smoking Day while the latter is for ever for the time being. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SOR5Jvspl9I/AAAAAAAAA1U/0s5CdsSjp_k/s1600-h/Quit+Smoking+UKLI+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SOR5Jvspl9I/AAAAAAAAA1U/0s5CdsSjp_k/s320/Quit+Smoking+UKLI+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252456273750366162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a Passive Smoker what does this mean to me. The new law says “&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;A Public Place&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; is defined as a place with more than 30 People”. And all the Incharges/supervisors/CEO’s of that particular public place have to implement the law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do we know who is the Incharge/Suprvisor/Ceo of a Bus Stop/Parking Lot/near grocery Stores ., etc. Even if there is a person who monitors this, is he equally empowered to punish by levying fine upon people who make a mockery of law.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Can a Parking Lot incharge go and levy fine upon a Honda City owner for Smoking in a Public place.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; How about this, Can I as a passive Smoker when I feel not so comfortable when people near me Smoke - go and say them that this is a public place and you should quit smoking here. I would be lucky enuf to get out of that place safely.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Now the Ministry also provided a remedy for such situations saying that coming soon there shall be Contact Numbers and names of people whom I can call and complain against a guy who is trespassing the law by smoking in a public place. A smoker completes his heinous act in not more than 3-5 minutes, does this timeframe give enough evidence or time for the other person to respond.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; All in all another new law in to the system which has been infused by laws and laws over years.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Let me re-iterate, I am not against banning public Smoking. It’s a wise decision and is the need of the hour. But the means resorted or the way it has been planned to implement is something which I am apprehensive about.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; This reminds me of my high school concept “Rules are meant to be observed in Spirit not in words”. If we can drive out this message of No Smoking through the right channels of medium we can strike the chord with many.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; For the moment I hope this law will also yield good and Positive results like the recent compulsory helmet restriction implemented by &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; police.&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/9048512711327292979-3500663219001330462?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3500663219001330462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-smoking-in-public-places-forever-vs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3500663219001330462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3500663219001330462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-smoking-in-public-places-forever-vs.html' title='No Smoking in Public Places – Forever vs Time being'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SOR5Jvspl9I/AAAAAAAAA1U/0s5CdsSjp_k/s72-c/Quit+Smoking+UKLI+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1224481171767059882</id><published>2008-09-24T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:47:17.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World K****** Day @^*#&amp;^@!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Guess whats today???? Yes September 24th !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not getting……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also under the impression that today is also a regular day sparring few Birthdays. When I saw the Newspaper early today morning was shocked to know that its World Kissing Day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes you heard it right today is World Kissing Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don’t ask me who founded it and where.I had No clue as to how am I supposed to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a Friendship Day/Independence Day should I go and wish people Happy Kissing Day (Iam sure I wud b thrown out of office if I dare to do tat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not even sure whether it was correct , but I can’t question the authenticity of a report that’s published in The Hindu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with a doubt in my mind I went to office and was completely lost in my work as I had an urgent Client meeting wherein I had to explain to do some consulting exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By End of Day I completely forgot the fact that I learnt in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not only me but all the committed (status) people in my office also didn’t know that there is a day called  Kissing Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops iam not sure if Vishwa Hindu Parishad or BJP knew this, or else there wud have been an attack on the News paper and then on Parks . A regular jog that these guys do whenever such article comes into limelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1224481171767059882?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1224481171767059882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/world-k-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1224481171767059882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1224481171767059882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/world-k-day.html' title='World K****** Day @^*#&amp;^@!'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3222714356340778939</id><published>2008-09-19T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:54:35.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meryll lynch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lehman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bank of america'/><title type='text'>Crisis Crisis Crisis…..</title><content type='html'>Even though my week started off peacefully, the week wasn’t the same for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallout of Lehman Brothers financial institution, take over of Meryllynch by Bank of America, a narrow escape for AIG from bankruptcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to follow news closely hoping to gain some key insights into what does this mean to me. When I say “mean to me”, I do not know how does this affect me? Being an Aspiring MBAiian added to the complexity to the problem making me stumble across every Jargon and finding its root.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get my hands on every piece of literature available starting with all news editions, Googling, Wikipediaing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the Meryll-BOA Episode had some repercussions to my Organisation as, currently 2% of our revenues are from Meryllynch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all its not only me, or my Organisation thinking about the turmoil, the complete Banking, Financial Sector enabled IT services companies are giving it a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Spoke to a friend of mine who works for this going to be estranged Customer for my company (ie., Meryllynch). He sounded very disheartened. He was not sure what would be his future and that has left him in a mirage of illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope these would be the last major changes in this week….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted on 18th Sept 2008 (Thursday) at 10.05 pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3222714356340778939?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3222714356340778939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/crisis-crisis-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3222714356340778939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3222714356340778939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/crisis-crisis-crisis.html' title='Crisis Crisis Crisis…..'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-2034714199337034571</id><published>2008-09-19T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:51:24.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crucial decisions'/><title type='text'>Crucial Decision….</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SNOgQagQNwI/AAAAAAAAA0k/EL_AE45uPic/s1600-h/decision.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247714194669713154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SNOgQagQNwI/AAAAAAAAA0k/EL_AE45uPic/s200/decision.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All of us might have made some tough decisions of which some of them would have clicked well and some would have made us learn a Lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its now officially 2 years that I have been into the IT Industry. A Decision that I have taken 2 years back to join a team of 100+ Business Analysts rather be a member of the Bandwagon of 50000+ Software Development Engineers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Some of my friends chose that path, given my interests and necessity I had to make a choice between a wells settled path (S/W Engg) or try out a new one about which I was Ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only one strong driving force that kept me in this line was “ down the line I WILL do my MBA and this shall help me rather than my techie stuff.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the day I and my friend hasham were offered this role in as a BA, I was calling to all the available contacts in my mobile’s contact list to enquire if I can understand what does a BA mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting as a White Page I had the opportunity to emboss every thing I do and co-relate that to my future 2 years down the line. Also the I was able to put in my Hard work because the decision was my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today when I proved myself as a key resource in my team , my friends keep on asking me one Question. Do u have any requirements in your team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives me immense pride to say that I chose path to my destiny rather than giving up to what people forced up on me. It reminds me of my friend Sra1’s communicator note “Try to do things u want to do, or lese you shall be forced to take what others want u to do…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created on 18th September 2008 (Thursday) at 10.27 PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-2034714199337034571?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2034714199337034571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/crucial-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2034714199337034571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/2034714199337034571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/crucial-decision.html' title='Crucial Decision….'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SNOgQagQNwI/AAAAAAAAA0k/EL_AE45uPic/s72-c/decision.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3114860672569045022</id><published>2008-09-14T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:52:06.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brotherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8pack ganesha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hyderabadi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganesh'/><title type='text'>Spirit of Ganesh Chaturthi!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amongst the Teen maar beats, today our lane's diety Mr.Ganeshji was given a given a heavy heart farewell with pooja’s being performed from evening 5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other spectrum consisted of people getting ready with their Energy Drinks to bid farewell to lord ganeshji. In the name of lord, people showoff their piousness with varying frequencies, some like it by performing pooja’s, some by making public offerings and some by raising a toast of their favorite hot beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly it happens only in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after their favorite’s acts of performances the citizens of our lane spanning from the youngest Chanti to eldest Mr. Rao Uncle every one was in a jubilant mood trying hard to forget that they have to get back to normal life of schools, Offices. , etc since tomorrow being Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As every time the fever of 6 pack abs has even bitten Hyderabadi Ganesha. My Friend Lucky was showing me a snap of an 8 pack abs ganeshji who was there at a pandal in Charminar. Now that’s a dichotomy to the fact that Ganeshji was supposed to be the god with a belly (mom recites the mantra “oh Bojja Ganappayya nee bantu nennayya”).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Ganesh chaturti has its own specialty in Hyderabad and this time the speciality chose to be in the form of Hindu Muslim Brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally or coincidently however you may like to term it this time Ganesh Chaturthi came in the holy month of ramzaan. At a ganesh pandal in hyd Muslim’s were given a special iftaar(where in they would be offered Fruits and snacks since muslim’s would be on fast called roza since morning). And similarly Muslim brother’s expressed their gratitude in response by offering Prasad to Lord Ganesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true festival helping to bridge the gas in between people of different religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganapathi Bappa moriyaaaaaaaa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted at 11.02 PM on 14th September 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3114860672569045022?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3114860672569045022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/spirit-of-ganesh-chanturthi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3114860672569045022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3114860672569045022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/spirit-of-ganesh-chanturthi.html' title='Spirit of Ganesh Chaturthi!!!'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-4538899003427868149</id><published>2008-09-14T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:11:26.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wednesday like Saturday…..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SM0a6g8dvOI/AAAAAAAAA0U/cJ3L8E5WP-8/s1600-h/istock_fear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245878733534772450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SM0a6g8dvOI/AAAAAAAAA0U/cJ3L8E5WP-8/s200/istock_fear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we had been to the movie called “A Wednesday” a film directed by Debutant Director Neeraj Pandey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good movie showcasing what a Stupid Common Man/Aam Admi can do if he wishes to kill Terrorism . A Honest effort by the director to show the trauma being faced my aam aadmi in today’s world of terrorist attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is the movie is an Intellectual movie. It requires Brains to understand and appreciate the efforts put in by the movie crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was not all about today. Being a Saturday our usual gang of friends went out for dinner. And suddenly I get a call from Mom @ Home cautioning me to return home as there have been serial blasts all across the national Capital viz., delhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I heard the news a chill went down my nerve and I just had a 360 degree check around myself to realize that I was not at the spot. It took me hardly 30-45 seconds to get back to the normal position. And I was trying to get back to normal, I saw people around me Cracking Jokes with their loved ones, sharing snacks, smoking high in the air., there was little amount of fear in their eyes. May be they were yet to get the call just like the one I had from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I came back home and started to blog this post, I feel my Saturday was similar to the plot of A Wednesday…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to grope the situation I was back to normal Congratulating my friend Sushmi on her next US Onsite trip, Wishing Birthday wishes to Amrita my colleague. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all Life needs to keep on moving...Such instances only make us Stronger day by day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted at 12.06 AM on 14th September 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-4538899003427868149?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4538899003427868149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesday-like-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4538899003427868149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/4538899003427868149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesday-like-saturday.html' title='A Wednesday like Saturday…..'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SM0a6g8dvOI/AAAAAAAAA0U/cJ3L8E5WP-8/s72-c/istock_fear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-5685724679246691795</id><published>2008-09-14T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:03:00.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bengulooooooru Visit…</title><content type='html'>Last two days I had been to Bangalore on a Business Visit. The Day started hurriedly as I was getting myself adjusted to the Hotel Environment. I reached blore at 7.30 Am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I had not booked my cab for that day I had to join my Collegue who was already ready in her cab to go to the office. So I asked her to start off and I shall join her later.Little did I realize that this act of mine was going to cost me 230 rupees. Yes I had to shell out 230 bucks to reach my office in Auto. Now I realized why my friends say that cost of living in blore is high.hufffffff…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And added to my trouble the auto fellow that I hired knew only the way till Electronic city entrance and he had never been inside that area. I had very little knowledge of that area as last time I was accompanied my friend Ravinder and that tooo 6-8 months back. So all that I remember that my office was opposite Infosys Blore campus. So started my hunt as to find a glimpse of Infy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a struggle of 110 minutes I reached my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God how do people commute daily in such a heavy Traffic city!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just could not bear that for 2 days and wonder how people take it for granted every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know the best part of blore is that the citizens of blore are well mannered. Surprisingly every one follows traffic rules. Even if it takes more time , they are patient enuf to handle that…(Surprisingly in hyd I see ppl are in a Hurry and tend to break the junctions…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting point abt blore is that given that the weather is always pleasant (atleast whenever I was on road I felt that way). I didn’t even see atleast one Ganesh Idol on the streets. Having habituated to see atleast 1 idol per street I was amazed to find they have no Idols on street. (May be having them wud have caused more congestion in terms of traffic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all words of praise to bengaloooru….On the day of return back I accompanied my colleague to Burma Bazar a well known street for shopping and I was tempted to buy 2 dvds(50 bucks each)…21 &amp;amp; 88 Minutes of Al Pacino…..and when I checked the discs back at home…88 minutes DVD was Empty!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought an empty DVD for 50 bucks…&amp;amp;^@$$^^!@$(Keeeeeeeeeek…Censored )….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways Hyderabad Rocks….Biryaani,Haleem,our small traffic jams, Ganesh Immersion at tank bund.,etc makes a Hyderabadi life rock….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-5685724679246691795?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5685724679246691795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-bengulooooooru-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5685724679246691795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/5685724679246691795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-bengulooooooru-visit.html' title='My Bengulooooooru Visit…'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-195208602277972422</id><published>2008-09-09T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:01:37.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahesh Mania @ aShTa - ChEmMa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SMaPfOZShkI/AAAAAAAAAz0/udxZ41Qsbs4/s1600-h/wp-4ashtachemma800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244036582722405954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SMaPfOZShkI/AAAAAAAAAz0/udxZ41Qsbs4/s200/wp-4ashtachemma800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don’t know why but after a long time today I feel like to blog every dump….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes my another review…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week’s another release was critically acclaimed Award winning director Indraganti Mohan Krishna’s (MK) “Ashta-Chemma”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this movie is MK’s 3rd Telugu movie I would like to term it as his perfect commercial movie. His first film Grahanam was about Social Elements. (Now all award winning movies will have similar kind of story lines or else they wud not be chosen for awards….hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Second Movie was “Mayabazar” though the title is borrowed from famous telugu classic movie starring NTR, ANR, Savitri this movie with bhumika, raja and SPB has little resemblance to the old classic. This is a Socio fantasy movie set in 2000.I watched this movie at home in Gemini TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the earlier two movies reflect the Director’s Classic taste this movie Ashta-Chemma puts him in limelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it frankly I was expecting a Good movie right from the day the shooting was announced from MK’s kitty. And this movie lives up to my xpectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie heavily banks upon Mahesh mania…yes the plot is based on how girls are crazy about Prince Mahesh Babu.(Guys at least u can have gud time at the theatre as Mahesh’s female fan’s also look cute just like Mahesh…JJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the movie is Anand…yes the character played by Srini the new comedy face of tollywood. This guy has amazing timing and the comedy that he delivers is perfect. Especially the scene where Mahesh a-k-a Ram Babu explains his village backdrop which forms a Hilarious episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to Swathi (or rather popular as Colors swathi), she does a good job like the girl who keeps on dreaming about Mahesh Babu.Though her character in the movie looks like an extended one of her character in the movie Venky’s Aaduvari matalaku ardhalu veru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taking and screenplay grips your attention. Music stands out with some foot-tapping numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the last 15 minutes of the movie you never feel bored in the movie. The movie is on the lines of Anand, Happydays …I mean to the taste of Multiplexer and family audience. That’s the Trade secret why Shekhar Kammula has bought the Overseas Distribution rights of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie shall be a definitely Paisa vasool movie.&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/9048512711327292979-195208602277972422?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/195208602277972422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/mahesh-maniac-ashta-chemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/195208602277972422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/195208602277972422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/mahesh-maniac-ashta-chemma.html' title='Mahesh Mania @ aShTa - ChEmMa'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SMaPfOZShkI/AAAAAAAAAz0/udxZ41Qsbs4/s72-c/wp-4ashtachemma800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-3674283578889414427</id><published>2008-09-09T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:13:38.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>homam -- THE DEPARTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SMaEfhkOq-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/rJgT9ibPgVQ/s1600-h/wp-17homam800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244024493240658914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SMaEfhkOq-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/rJgT9ibPgVQ/s200/wp-17homam800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last week’s new release Homam a telugu movie by JD Chekravarthy (the obedient disciple of RGV) is a blatantly copied version of Martin Scorsese’s Oscar Nominee “The Departed” staring Matt Damon and Dicarpio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the beginning the movie was guzzling with Violence and no doubt the movie is given an A certificate by the censor board. After Pokiri almost all the Telugu movies started to show violence in a different tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set against a police-Mafia Backdrop where in the Police introduce their under cover cop into mafia and vice versa, the movie takes through the journey of interconnection between 2 departments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done, Homam is a well directed movie. JD needs to be specially mentioned because before going to the movie I heard the Protagonist of the movie telling that the movie is for “Intellectual People” and that perfectly describes the essence of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Movie moves at a very fast pace never leaving u regret for the amount u spent on ur ticket.(Except for the songs , Though the songs have been composed and picturised differently their timing in the movie only interrupts the flow of the movie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jagapathi Babu also proved his mettle as an Actor with yet another good performance. Especially the scene where in the cop explains to his mom in hospital that he is an Undercover cop(though I heard people comparing this scene with Kamal Hassan;’s performance in Vasanta kokila…I didn’t feel it can be matched up by any other performance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heroines in the movie are there only for Masala Entertainment to the Masses. The Screenplay and Editing is good. The Climax part is very well carved up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good film to watch especially if you haven’t watched the departed, do watch it after the original version and u shall understand the creativity of the director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in the entire movie introduces freshness into Telugu film industry with lot more experimentations budding up. The Icing on the cake is…there is a Sequel being planned for this movie with - bringing Dawood ibrahim to India from Pakistan as the backdrop. The sequel is being planned as MARANA HOMAM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-3674283578889414427?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3674283578889414427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/homam-departed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3674283578889414427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/3674283578889414427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/homam-departed.html' title='homam -- THE DEPARTED'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SMaEfhkOq-I/AAAAAAAAAzs/rJgT9ibPgVQ/s72-c/wp-17homam800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-1047577469416135593</id><published>2008-09-09T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T05:01:34.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another feather</title><content type='html'>Now as I keep on expressing my disgruntles regarding my old buddy remarking my certificate fever, I received my new  certificate from Indian Law Institute for the completion of my Intellectual Property law Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I didn’t want to highlight this new one (given the fact u read my earlier post),but some how deep in my heart I don’t know wat pushed me to do it…I finally brought the framed certificate to my workplace and posed it near my monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the regular Hushes and blushes floated around. Everyone going out for their coffee’s were coming and enquiring me abt my new Possession. Felt great and was on cloud 9 (though iam not sure wat they said after going to their desks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this blog, amidst conference calls being answered from desk phones (People talk abt Work ethics and surprisingly tats only talk no action) feel lonely and left out as the ne pile of work looks at me eagerly……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-1047577469416135593?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1047577469416135593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-feather.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1047577469416135593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/1047577469416135593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-feather.html' title='Another feather'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9048512711327292979.post-458629937530506839</id><published>2008-08-25T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:27:13.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Certificate freak …..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SLLrRBvOk2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/-CH66jYeCJI/s1600-h/certified.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238507994342134626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SLLrRBvOk2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/-CH66jYeCJI/s200/certified.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah that’s what people around me are calling me now a days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the past 2 year’s of my professional life while I have been working on my Corporate Engagements I have also been working on enhancing my knowledge base through various kinds of certifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I joined my business process in my Organization there was a team member who was moving out of my team due to some role changes (citing Personal reasons).When this person wanted to move out of the organization there was very little that he could show on paper to make a better Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the person had been a professional, there was always something which he was lacking due to which he was not making a Lucrative offer. It struck me then that apart from your real time experience you also need to have Cerified Skills that add value to your CV when you transition to a new role/Org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my concentration on certified trainings started from then. There were days when I used to stay back late in my office to surf and find out any Certificate courses available to me in my Domain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today iam doing well in my career , apart from real time learning iam also able to apply my certification courses gist into my everday business activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts me the most is that people underestimate the power of certifications as a waste and are worthless .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently very old buddy of mine also commented that iam a Certificate Freak. It made me think am I Overtly obsessed with my knowledge enhancement /Career building Stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That left me Still pondering over the Answers ……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9048512711327292979-458629937530506839?l=realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/feeds/458629937530506839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/08/certificate-freak.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/458629937530506839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9048512711327292979/posts/default/458629937530506839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/2008/08/certificate-freak.html' title='A Certificate freak …..'/><author><name>Vam Reddy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13172928826265535754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SlBiBioRIsI/AAAAAAAABjY/t0GdtflxysA/S220/DSC00698.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_euVUjTowxR0/SLLrRBvOk2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/-CH66jYeCJI/s72-c/certified.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
