<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964</id><updated>2011-07-28T12:54:57.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The gnaani's thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Some thoughts, some philosophies, some daily happenings, some things peculiar to me, my friends, my place and just random stuff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-6120200095371355215</id><published>2010-03-18T01:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:51:07.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><summary type='text'>why do the top two in the-most-loud-mouthed-people-at-work list have such a strong accent that the first word you hear them speak will let you pin point the state..and even the town from which they hail??and why do they keep talking with each other ALL the time??and why are they seated next to each other even though they are working on different projects??and why is their cube right next to mine?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6120200095371355215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=6120200095371355215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6120200095371355215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6120200095371355215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-5647811289250965398</id><published>2010-03-05T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:26:53.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping Signal</title><summary type='text'>got this in a mailing list..Two people on a bike at red light:Second person (sitting behind on bike)  to first person (the rider) :Be brave, no one is coming from other side.  cross red light.Then they crossed red light .second person to first :Did you see ? nothing happened.  and we saved our time.Next day:Again second person to first :    Be  Brave, cross red light. we ll reach very early... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5647811289250965398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=5647811289250965398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5647811289250965398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5647811289250965398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2010/03/jumping-signal.html' title='Jumping Signal'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-1633727390157007697</id><published>2009-11-04T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:18:12.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><summary type='text'>Kanthi is in paper!! :D :D :DHindustan times, delhi edition has an article about being a network specialist..as a career option..and K is covered in this article..i havent seen the print version yet..the online article is herehttp://www.hindustantimes.com/HTHorizons/hthorizonssectionpage-greatcareers/Linked-in/SP-Article1-472100.aspx</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1633727390157007697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=1633727390157007697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/1633727390157007697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/1633727390157007697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-721573152256082127</id><published>2009-09-28T21:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:27:15.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y!ou</title><summary type='text'>Yahoo! new ad..guess its on TV in US, and should be on air in India sometime soon..watch it hereI personally liked the ad, its trendy, colorful, energetic and young..but one problem that i see is..it does not really say what you can do with new yahoo..but guess the idea was to spread the word that there is something new about yahoo front page and let the user figure things..after all..the whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/721573152256082127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=721573152256082127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/721573152256082127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/721573152256082127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/you.html' title='Y!ou'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-3584560215812367238</id><published>2009-09-21T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:35:24.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I never knew how beautiful things can be when everything comes together. Had been to Udupi, Pajaka, Kaup beach and a wonderful beach resort last week. A lucky streak of coincidences made it a trip to remember. It rained like crazy before and after our trip - just the 3 days that we spent there were free of rains; the cloud cover due to the break in rains was just right for an awesome sunset and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3584560215812367238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=3584560215812367238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3584560215812367238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3584560215812367238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-never-knew-how-beautiful-things-can.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ny8ly6ue1Dw/SruFI8IRgUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/7_dSsOgl-tE/s72-c/Picture+006-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-6160589091288761771</id><published>2009-08-25T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:50:17.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>are those few seconds that you save by jumping a signal more important than your limbs and even life??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6160589091288761771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=6160589091288761771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6160589091288761771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6160589091288761771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-those-few-seconds-that-you-save-by.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-6061247257197722540</id><published>2009-07-09T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:34:38.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flickr</title><summary type='text'>a post after a long time..and that too..a shameless 'ad' post..hehe..have been uploading few pics from our travels(only..no pics taken in blr) to a new flickr account..a very selective collection..was planning to link it after uploading all pics that i want to upload..but having uploaded only 30 or so pics in almost 5 months..i figured i would never reach that stage..anyway..here is the link..do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6061247257197722540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=6061247257197722540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6061247257197722540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6061247257197722540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/flickr.html' title='flickr'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-1190619609942252809</id><published>2009-02-02T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:06:40.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowled over...</title><summary type='text'>I follow Yahoo!'s week in photos quite regularly..its a compilation of twelve photos from different news agencies and captures some of the happenings around the world in that week..and most of this week's photos are good..esp 1st, 4th and 8th photos are very good..take a look here.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1190619609942252809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=1190619609942252809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/1190619609942252809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/1190619609942252809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/bowled-over.html' title='Bowled over...'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-3241538687329023912</id><published>2008-11-26T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:12:24.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever...</title><summary type='text'>happiness is just about how much you fret about your complaints...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3241538687329023912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=3241538687329023912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3241538687329023912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3241538687329023912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/11/whatever.html' title='whatever...'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-9025714063425080365</id><published>2008-11-13T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:41:51.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is one more casualty of the big G craze. All news sites that I follow reported this tool launch by google. Even the ones like NDTV that dont talk much tech (the tool is not useful outside US, definitely not going to be in India in our life time, its not a news site which reports all tech news, but how do these matter?it is a google tool), had an article about this.I feel so sorry for David </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9025714063425080365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=9025714063425080365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/9025714063425080365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/9025714063425080365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-one-more-casualty-of-big-g.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-1834579825270417767</id><published>2008-10-29T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:36:22.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><summary type='text'>Q: What is purple and commutes?A: An Abelian grape.hehe..fortune cookie had this message :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1834579825270417767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=1834579825270417767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/1834579825270417767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/1834579825270417767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/10/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-3462850004199573212</id><published>2008-07-30T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:36:50.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever...</title><summary type='text'>you deserve what you get..(so stop complaining)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3462850004199573212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=3462850004199573212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3462850004199573212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3462850004199573212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/whatever.html' title='whatever...'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-5320520954940613569</id><published>2008-07-08T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T03:29:04.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>free..</title><summary type='text'>well almost..i have been busy with work..at office and at home..since last 3-4 months..finally..I should be free by the end of the day today..after a document review that is scheduled from 6.30 in the evening which i am sure is going to be quite a grilling session..i just hope it does not spill over to tomorrow..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5320520954940613569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=5320520954940613569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5320520954940613569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5320520954940613569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/free.html' title='free..'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-2588927514916275271</id><published>2008-06-25T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:06:44.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>live pulls down academic search</title><summary type='text'>:(http://search.live.com/academic/used to be the link for m$'s version of google scholar..well..microsoft has pulled down that now..it used to have an UI with the main layout split into two columns, on the left you would get the search results. Selecting a search result would fill the right panel with abstract of that paper and the right panel also had other tabs giving information about papers, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2588927514916275271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=2588927514916275271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/2588927514916275271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/2588927514916275271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/live-pulls-down-academic-search.html' title='live pulls down academic search'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-3970623021443355480</id><published>2008-05-02T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:00:42.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><summary type='text'>perseverance is euphemism for stubbornness..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3970623021443355480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=3970623021443355480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3970623021443355480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3970623021443355480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-5898894054082576811</id><published>2008-04-15T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:24:23.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess even my life could do with some good writers...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5898894054082576811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=5898894054082576811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5898894054082576811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5898894054082576811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-guess-even-my-life-could-do-with-some.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-9176834513307793639</id><published>2008-03-26T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:40:54.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three bullets doing a 60+ on an empty underpass can be..well..what else can it be? noisy..very noisybut..the noise..the synchronized thump amplified by echoes..was awesome..pure thrill for few seconds..and those few seconds were worth all that extra money spent on my bullet :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9176834513307793639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=9176834513307793639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/9176834513307793639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/9176834513307793639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/three-bullets-doing-60-on-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-2037152053826174255</id><published>2008-03-11T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:40:19.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Susie: When life gives you a lemon, make a lemonade.Calvin: I say when life gives you a lemon wing it right back and add some lemons of your own.The original strip here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2037152053826174255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=2037152053826174255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/2037152053826174255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/2037152053826174255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/susie-when-life-gives-you-lemon-make.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-1418910635396377677</id><published>2008-02-25T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:49:18.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am forever in pursuit and I don’t know what I am chasing-Abrahams, Chariots of Fire (via srini at the movies)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1418910635396377677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=1418910635396377677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/1418910635396377677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/1418910635396377677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-forever-in-pursuit-and-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-7302954613729100086</id><published>2008-02-06T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:57:07.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>before and after</title><summary type='text'>I just love gimp..post processing a photo can make amazing changes..took some long range shots of black bucks at the sanctuary..zoom of 40+ (12 optical, rest digital)..obvi a grainy image..but man gimp rocks..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ny8ly6ue1Dw/R6l1newAwNI/AAAAAAAAABw/wuXg5u_MZvc/s72-c/Picture+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-2755395449520050534</id><published>2008-02-04T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T01:58:09.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After two (short) long rides to banerghatta national park and big banyan tree-manchinabale dam, went on a really long ride last saturday with my bro-in-law. Destination was mydanahalli black buck sanctuary and devarayana durga on the way back. Covered both places with last minute addition of goravanahaLi also..total distance covered..336 kms.. in a day..tiring..but definitely was fun..some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2755395449520050534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=2755395449520050534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/2755395449520050534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/2755395449520050534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/after-two-short-long-rides-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ny8ly6ue1Dw/R6berewAwII/AAAAAAAAABI/45VC7_lJKlE/s72-c/Picture+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-6127652677438208917</id><published>2008-02-03T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:12:13.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoever said long rides are back breaking..</title><summary type='text'>was actually hinting at something else..let me clarify..what he (it must be ‘he’..only guys can be that crazy) actually meant was this..long rides on bikes are bum numbing..  so ya..if you are planning to go on a long ride..especially with/as a pillion..and if you don't have a well cushioned posterior..then take my advice and make up for the lack of natural asset..pad up..that will go a long way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6127652677438208917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=6127652677438208917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6127652677438208917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6127652677438208917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/whoever-said-long-rides-are-back.html' title='whoever said long rides are back breaking..'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-5043058099464296397</id><published>2008-02-01T03:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T03:37:22.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I dont know why do i like Tum se hi from Jab we met(btw..i dont like both kareena and shahid..but i still liked the movie :D)..separately..no single aspect of the song is good..but the song as a whole is very like-able..whatever..its a good song..i would recommend that..and also listen to Doob jana re from Main meri patni aur woh..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5043058099464296397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=5043058099464296397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5043058099464296397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5043058099464296397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-know-why-do-i-like-tum-se-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-3409211975788307185</id><published>2008-01-01T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:41:58.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's fortune: You will be unusually successful in businessI feel that fortune is saying not so good thing about me..come on..what is unusual? the success in business for me or the nature of success?if its the former..its like saying 'see you good-for-nothing dumb ass, this your only chance at success..go grab it' and if its the later..then the nature of success itself is suspect.. meaning that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3409211975788307185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=3409211975788307185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3409211975788307185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3409211975788307185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/01/todays-fortune-you-will-be-unusually.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-4014618214095071709</id><published>2007-12-02T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:29:38.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><summary type='text'>Life is not as simple as it ought to be...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4014618214095071709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=4014618214095071709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/4014618214095071709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/4014618214095071709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/12/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-6509452332729619541</id><published>2007-11-12T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:48:39.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Buying a Bullet is like getting into a relationship                   -TejaswiGood quote..I should say..and well..ppl who are already in a relationship need to think twice about getting into one more..but what the hell..I am FREE ..may be just for a couple of hours now :)Disclaimer: The purpose of this post is to showoff..and no references(subtle or otherwise) to anyone..except for the one cited </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6509452332729619541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=6509452332729619541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6509452332729619541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6509452332729619541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/11/buying-bullet-is-like-getting-into.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-9172147596176887233</id><published>2007-10-30T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:04:07.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am afraid..afraid of introspecting, afraid of looking back and facing the dreams that I shunned, the dreams that I put to sleep because I chose other things over those dreams..the dreams that I never shared with anyone, because I felt no one would understand..they would look like silly even stupid dreams to others..but they were close to my heart..and I chose to ignore them, just to be a '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9172147596176887233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=9172147596176887233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/9172147596176887233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/9172147596176887233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-3070777178155422858</id><published>2007-10-23T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T03:31:49.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A loo with a view...</title><summary type='text'>I guess the gents toilet (restroom for the more sophisticated) in our office has the best view. No you filthy gross mind, I am talking about the view that you get looking 'outside' the smallish-almost-a-ventilator window.So, what is this view?Imagine being able to see lots and lots of concrete buildings stretching till the horizon (ya thats not interesting). Now imagine some greenery thrown in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3070777178155422858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=3070777178155422858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3070777178155422858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/3070777178155422858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/loo-with-view.html' title='A loo with a view...'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-4505169070037842138</id><published>2007-10-03T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T05:46:09.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My first major contribution to wikitravel :)I rewrote the article on Shivanasamudra ..it still needs some clean up..but still..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4505169070037842138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=4505169070037842138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/4505169070037842138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/4505169070037842138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-first-major-contribution-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-4452775940892395470</id><published>2007-09-20T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:15:50.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><summary type='text'>Optimism is foolishness sugar coated with hope..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4452775940892395470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=4452775940892395470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/4452775940892395470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/4452775940892395470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-4692622817177633167</id><published>2007-09-14T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T03:44:35.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In dino..</title><summary type='text'>"In dino" is a song from the movie Life in a metro. Its one of those songs that I would call 'haunting'..good lyrics, good music, good singing..and the whole package is just beautiful..have been thinking of posting about this song since 3-4 months..after I heard the song for the 3rd time in the day today, finally, the urge to post was too much to resist..so here is the lyrics from hindilyrixin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4692622817177633167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=4692622817177633167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/4692622817177633167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/4692622817177633167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-dino.html' title='In dino..'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-6414958906910384093</id><published>2007-09-14T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:42:21.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why do I "HAVE" to work?why cant I be a student for life?baaaaaahhhhhhhhh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6414958906910384093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=6414958906910384093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6414958906910384093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/6414958906910384093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-do-i-have-to-work-why-cant-i-be.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-7083320239451408487</id><published>2007-05-29T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:08:25.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kumar, you have a bony problem</title><summary type='text'>I have been going to a 'new' dentist (new for me, that is) since about a week, about my dental problems, obviously. Today, after a sitting of root canal treatment, the doc cemented my tooth, and asked me to bite, so that the cement settles down in proper shape. Now, you should let loose the horses of your imagination, not too loose..just..get them running. Think of me sitting, in an almost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7083320239451408487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=7083320239451408487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/7083320239451408487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/7083320239451408487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/05/kumar-you-have-bony-problem.html' title='Kumar, you have a bony problem'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-8323620632627032566</id><published>2007-05-27T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T07:52:56.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Changed :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8323620632627032566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=8323620632627032566' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/8323620632627032566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/8323620632627032566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/05/changed.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-7529468507176801460</id><published>2007-04-14T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T10:40:42.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wikitravel</title><summary type='text'>rocks..chanced on the wikitravel article on india, and was amazed at the amount of detail/tips available to travellers. The article mentions things likeBooks and written material are treated with respect, as they are considered the concrete form of the Hindu Goddess of Learning, Saraswati. So a book should not be touched with the feet and if accidentally touched, the same gesture of apology as is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7529468507176801460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=7529468507176801460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/7529468507176801460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/7529468507176801460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/04/wikitravel.html' title='wikitravel'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-5584121605160871818</id><published>2007-03-29T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T05:09:45.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self</title><summary type='text'>Its stupid..very very stupid.. to let your eagerness to do something good, to get better of you..your moves will backfire very badly and motives will most certrainly be misinterpreted!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5584121605160871818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=5584121605160871818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5584121605160871818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/5584121605160871818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/03/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-7057620068741438839</id><published>2007-03-28T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T09:56:12.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since couple of days.. have been feeling really low..like a failure..in all aspects.. nothing seems to be working out the way I would like it to..everything..atleast most of the so called 'important' things..are screwed..no real hopes of things shaping up..totally badly screwed..I thought I should blog and vent out my frustruation..then I felt that I have been using my blog as a listener..a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7057620068741438839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=7057620068741438839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/7057620068741438839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/7057620068741438839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/03/since-couple-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-622164343170199192</id><published>2007-02-21T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:43:17.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>excerpt from rutus blog.Most Guys suffer from 'One-itis'. This is where when a Guy first has a Crush on a Girl, He starts believing She's the 'One'. Think Uday Chopra's Character in Dhoom or it's Sequel. Girlfriend. Marriage. Kids. The Works. (Hard to Believe, but True). There are Two Immediate Effects of this Illness and One in the Long Term. First, He will Not be Himself around the Girl. That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/622164343170199192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=622164343170199192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/622164343170199192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/622164343170199192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/02/excerpt-from-rutus-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-116808699516862510</id><published>2007-01-06T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T09:05:09.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>result of attending 2 day workshop</title><summary type='text'>I realised that I :* cannot listen to talks for more than 2 hrs..* dont know how a speaker's talk blasting out of huge speakers can put me to sleep when a distant shout of pushcart vendor can disturb my sleep early in the morning.* cannot stand the way prospective students line up to talk to prospective guides (felt like saying it in stronger words..but it aint my bussiness buddy)* hate the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116808699516862510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=116808699516862510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/116808699516862510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/116808699516862510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2007/01/result-of-attending-2-day-workshop.html' title='result of attending 2 day workshop'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-116394026641837764</id><published>2006-11-19T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T04:44:26.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate it when my friends crack jokes on me ..and I hate the fact that I cannot stand even good natured jokes on me..UGGGHHHHHH..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116394026641837764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=116394026641837764' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/116394026641837764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/116394026641837764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-it-when-my-friends-crack-jokes.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-116299232985458903</id><published>2006-11-08T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T05:25:30.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was sitting on a plastic stool, having tea at a roadside stall in front of iit main gate, at around 6 in the evening..the rush hour traffic, the dust raised by those vehicles, that incessant noise of horns, crowds of people hurriedly crossing the road..it was like a scene out of a movie capturing one of those crowded streets of mumbai..and for some reason, it occured to me that had someone told</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116299232985458903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=116299232985458903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/116299232985458903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/116299232985458903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-was-sitting-on-plastic-stool-having.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-116092153217883732</id><published>2006-10-15T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T09:23:57.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate sunday evenings..not all of them..those evenings which make me feel that I am all alone..nobody to talk to...nobody to go out with..nobody to cheer me up..being with friends doesnt help much..there will be this gnawing feeling of loneliness..I end up forcing a plastic smile on my face all the time I am with them..I am not saying that I want someone special..I just need someone to be with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116092153217883732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=116092153217883732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/116092153217883732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/116092153217883732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-hate-sunday-evenings.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-115988391708893938</id><published>2006-10-03T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T06:58:37.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill Pope</title><summary type='text'>says Lashkar fatwa.Snippets from the article......The Markaz-ud-Dawa, the political wing of the Lashkar-e-Tayiba, is reported to have issued a fatwa calling upon Muslims to kill Pope Benedict XVI for his September 12 speech...The Jamaat-ud-Dawa has declared death to Pope Benedict and said that in today's world blasphemy of the Holy Koran and the Prophet has become a fashion (religion is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115988391708893938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=115988391708893938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115988391708893938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115988391708893938'/><link 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road in iit, towards main gate.. its a pleasant evening, cloudy but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115270572519700342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=115270572519700342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115270572519700342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115270572519700342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/08/of-studs-and-girls.html' title='Of studs and girls'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-115601792678005334</id><published>2006-08-19T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T02:37:02.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lost my mobile today :((in CH(circular hall, a lab)had called my friend, to go out for dinner and kept the phone on the table..I think I forgot to pick it up when we left..midway through the dinner, I realised that I dont have my cell with me..friend suggested to call up the guy who sits next to me.."no probs..it will be in lab" says me..we go on and complete the dinner, follow it up with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115601792678005334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since the bomb blasts, I have been reading lot of posts on news sites and blogs about mumbai and mumbaikar spirit. What strikes me most is the way things are being portrayed. Most of the media and blogs are lauding the city and its people for coming back to normalcy in a day. Its the 'never-say-die' attitude of mumbaikar!!!Helloo..Arent we forgetting something here? Shouldn't the city stop to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115281590804751157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=115281590804751157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115281590804751157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115281590804751157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/since-bomb-blasts-i-have-been-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-115243732382123587</id><published>2006-07-09T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:50:13.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last tuesday(july 4th) was the big day when we were supposed to present our POS tagger and chunker in national workshop on AI and come home richer by 4k. We had put in 2-3 days on the presentation and demo. All we had to do was just go there, blabber something, demo the system, collect the prize money,certificates and come back home. Simple.Now, how can I get soo (un)lucky and have such an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115243732382123587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=115243732382123587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115243732382123587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115243732382123587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-tuesdayjuly-4th-was-big-day-when.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-115108132289794816</id><published>2006-06-23T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T12:06:44.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been a good week for me..on monday the final results of NLPAI-ML contest was announced and our team stands second!!for the benefit of those who are not familiar with the NLP lingo and for those lazy soles like me who dont bother going through links, the contest was to develop a part-of-speech(noun,verb, etc) tagger and phrase(noun phrase, verb phrase, etc) identifier for Hindi. Basically, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/115108132289794816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=115108132289794816' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115108132289794816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/115108132289794816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-has-been-good-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-114917085246784699</id><published>2006-06-01T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T11:53:56.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>skin deep??</title><summary type='text'>what is beauty? why does a guy get attracted to a 'beautiful' girl? more precisely..y does a guy get attracted more to a 'beautiful' girl than to a 'not-so-beautiful' girl? in what way are attraction and beauty related? and considering that attraction is due to biological reasons, is it possible to say that the concept of beauty is biologically motivated?well..I understand that to answer all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/114917085246784699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=114917085246784699' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/114917085246784699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/114917085246784699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/06/skin-deep.html' title='skin deep??'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-114632790254799795</id><published>2006-04-29T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T09:26:36.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons of the day(LOTD)</title><summary type='text'>Notes to self:1)Avoid using lifts..u never know who is behind/in front of that closed door till it is a bit too late for u to run for cover from the u-havent-done-that-thing-i-asked-u-to-do-2-months-back look/talk of ur prof..2)Never allow ur barber to do a 'head massage' ..remember, he can only be as smooth as any good old neighbourhood barber can be .. his best efforts at being a professional </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/114632790254799795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=114632790254799795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/114632790254799795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/114632790254799795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/04/lessons-of-daylotd.html' title='Lessons of the day(LOTD)'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-114450405257588378</id><published>2006-04-08T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T06:47:32.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The problem with natural language processing is that the problems are exciting...but the solutions arent</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-114378423927594418</id><published>2006-03-30T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:50:39.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><summary type='text'>I uploaded some photos on yahoo and was going around mailing links for that to everyone..after wasting some time doing it mechanically I realised putting the link here is the easiest way..so ppl if you haven't got my mail already..go here.PS:I have uploaded few photos only..cos I dont have patience to upload hundreds of them and I dont think ppl have patience to look at hundreds of my photos..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/114378423927594418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=114378423927594418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/114378423927594418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/114378423927594418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/03/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-114086997167649861</id><published>2006-02-25T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T04:19:31.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ennavalae adi ennavalaeendhan idhayaththai tholaiththu vittaenendha idam adhu tholaindha idamandha idaththaiyum marandhu vittaen - undhankaalgolusil adhu tholaindhadhenru undhankaaladi thaedi vandhaenkaadhalenraal perum avasthaiyenru unaikkandadhum kandu kondaen - inrukaLuththu varai endhan kaadhal vandhu irukanviLi pidhungi ninraenI just love this song..the music..the lyrics...the way its sung..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/114086997167649861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=114086997167649861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/114086997167649861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/114086997167649861'/><link rel='alternate' 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I whistle a romantic song ...and a stray dog wags its tail!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113942427968658059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113942427968658059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113942427968658059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113942427968658059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-it.html' title='This is it!!'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-113813771910122461</id><published>2006-01-27T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T13:05:25.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was like any other lazy afternoon. The post lunch mood (and need) of (long) siesta was too much to resist and I hit the bed with intentions of having a sound sleep for two hours atleast. The amount of fluid intake in the form of 'nimbu pani', served in mess during summer afternoons, was uncomfortably high and my bladder threatned to give into to the pressure. I tried to ignore the threats for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113813771910122461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113813771910122461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113813771910122461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113813771910122461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-was-like-any-other-lazy-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-113760767963435494</id><published>2006-01-18T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T10:07:59.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In Umar Se Lambi Sadkon Ko Manzil Pe Pohonchte Dekha Nahin Bas Daudti Phirti Rahti Hain Humne To Theherte Dekha Nahin Is Ajnabi Se Shahar Mein Jaana Pehechana Dhoondta Hai Ek Akela Is Shahar Mein...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113760767963435494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113760767963435494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113760767963435494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113760767963435494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-umar-se-lambi-sadkon-ko-manzil-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-113378520825165930</id><published>2006-01-10T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:32:39.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpts from a thread on cse.phd newsgroup</title><summary type='text'>characters:Prof.XYZ - A prof who is GOD in his field and a no-nonsense guy... so he commands respect..and just the thought of having him as the examiner for seminars makes one develop cold feet...(for those of you who know XYZ == AAD)studs:our very own studs..only this time in the guise of research "scholars" (aka rs)the hero of this story is "stud2"...so lookout for his postings-----------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113378520825165930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113378520825165930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113378520825165930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113378520825165930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/01/excerpts-from-thread-on-csephd.html' title='Excerpts from a thread on cse.phd newsgroup'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-113638511318122519</id><published>2006-01-04T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:18:45.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of stolen bag and breaking locks</title><summary type='text'>scene:vasco railway police station. time - abt half past 6 in the morning. Our stud is standing in front of the inspector who is comfortably seated and enjoying first puffs of the day.ins:See..you are an young(really??!!) man..you have to be more responsible...stud:yes sir. That was a mistake.ins:where are you coming from?stud:bangaloreins:where are you going?stud:actually sir..I have a friend in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113638511318122519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113638511318122519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113638511318122519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113638511318122519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/01/of-stolen-bag-and-breaking-locks.html' title='of stolen bag and breaking locks'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-113619565882584458</id><published>2006-01-02T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:54:18.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blore trip</title><summary type='text'>Jaane Anjane Log MileMagar Koi Mila Na ApnaKya Kya Hamne Socha ThaReha Gaya Ban Ke Sapna</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113619565882584458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113619565882584458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113619565882584458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113619565882584458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-blore-trip.html' title='my blore trip'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-113378032897295872</id><published>2005-12-05T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T02:58:48.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yabba dabba doooooo.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113378032897295872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113378032897295872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113378032897295872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113378032897295872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/12/yabba-dabba-doooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-113291385107234403</id><published>2005-11-25T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T02:39:47.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The females just love me...they find me irresistible...especialy after dark..worse..they leave me with tell tale marks and love bites...my protests go unheard...and they are ready to share my room till death does us apart...the only problem is...they are of a different species..yes!!! you guessed it right!!!they are the mosquitoes...I know you knew what was coming...and I also know that it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113291385107234403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113291385107234403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113291385107234403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113291385107234403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/11/females-just-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-113059275339021310</id><published>2005-10-29T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T06:32:33.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A well spent evening..</title><summary type='text'>Had been to Powai lake...the timing was perfect...the sun was about to set..the weather was good..with just the right number of thin clouds spread across..to take on different shades of orange as the sun set..there are exactly four palm trees on a strip of land which butts in to the lake...the sun sets behind these trees...the reflection of this colorful drama on water was ...words fail me..it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/113059275339021310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=113059275339021310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113059275339021310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/113059275339021310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-spent-evening.html' title='A well spent evening..'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112999440560363608</id><published>2005-10-22T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T15:16:41.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can engineers be 'Touchy feely'?</title><summary type='text'>Apparently they can, says author Chetan Bhagat of "Five Point Someone" fame.I remember the incident - I was in a restaurant, and one girl in our group was especially charming. So I, like any other male, tried to put on a wooing act. You know the routine, a nanosecond extra eye contact, a few more nods to whatever she says, and attempts to throw in those one-liners which you know you wouldn't if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112999440560363608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112999440560363608' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112999440560363608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112999440560363608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/10/can-engineers-be-touchy-feely.html' title='Can engineers be &apos;Touchy feely&apos;?'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112958269170845688</id><published>2005-10-17T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T14:01:52.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>consider this:  There is a common course for 'all' first year PG students at iitb. The exam for this course is to be held on a monday evening between 6.15 pm and 7.30 pm. Total number of students expected to take the exam is close to 400. This time slot clashes with another course's regular class timings. The number of students who would miss out on the class as they have to attend the exam is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112958269170845688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112958269170845688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112958269170845688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112958269170845688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/10/consider-this-there-is-common-course.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112884859762014373</id><published>2005-10-09T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T02:05:01.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess its time..</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I had a dream in which I went to a party at my cousin's place. Most of my cousins were present in the party and I suppose I must have had a good time :)So what is so special? you may ask. There is nothing special about that dream. Now consider this sample of dreams that I have had since I came to mumbai: On my way to my 'office' my nova breaks down and as usual I was late even before my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112884859762014373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112884859762014373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112884859762014373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112884859762014373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/10/guess-its-time.html' title='Guess its time..'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112844988592887967</id><published>2005-10-04T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T11:18:49.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><summary type='text'>The fun of making fun of someone else..ahhh...unbeatable..that too when the topic is ...crush...and to make things more interesting...make it a love triangle...man, did i enjoy the conversation over the dinner or what?all you guys out there locked up in your cubicles...dont you miss such 'college love' stories?and yeah..thanks richie for the title.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112844988592887967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112844988592887967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112844988592887967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112844988592887967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112755628473924438</id><published>2005-09-24T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:27:39.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt: Midnight snack time talk</title><summary type='text'>Scene: H6 canteen, time around 1 a.m. in the night. Two days before the start of the midsems. stud1 is waiting for his 'maggi' .(why does he always endup waiting?I wonder...) stud3 makes his entry and orders for chai.stud3: ek chai dena (to canteen guy)stud3: (turning towards stud1) aur baiya.. kya haal hai ?stud1: (murmuring..a bit unsure)bus..chal raha hai..stud1: achha..tell me..did you read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112755628473924438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112755628473924438' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112755628473924438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112755628473924438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/09/excerpt-midnight-snack-time-talk.html' title='Excerpt: Midnight snack time talk'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112634516254301390</id><published>2005-09-10T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T02:44:06.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt: Breakfast time talk (someone special)</title><summary type='text'>Scene : A lazy saturday morning, time 9ish, two of our studs from previous post are having a brownish yellow coloured thick slice of something which vaguely resembles 'some' indian bread. Ofcourse the studs are in shorts and obviously they have been up for hardly 10 mins.stud1 : .....stud2 : .....(the conversation is.. as always boring and inconsequential)The third stud, who has had his bath!!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112634516254301390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112634516254301390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112634516254301390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112634516254301390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/09/excerpt-breakfast-time-talk-someone.html' title='Excerpt: Breakfast time talk (someone special)'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112611129132950340</id><published>2005-09-07T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T09:45:45.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw this article on Lal bahadur shastri on rediff. After reading that read this and observe the difference in what two of the closest people to shastri say about him. I dont know much about Shastri to comment on who is saying the truth, I am ashamed of that. But the polished answers of the son, Anil shastri, which are almost at the level of boot licking, madam is god, approach of congress men, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112611129132950340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112611129132950340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112611129132950340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112611129132950340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-saw-this-article-on-lal-bahadur.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112604310944585987</id><published>2005-09-06T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:45:09.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funnny</title><summary type='text'>came across this funny post about a person being mistaken for a chat bot. Also if you have never talked to Eliza, try this..and as suggested in the page try talking about your personal life to get a better illusion of intelligence.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112604310944585987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112604310944585987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112604310944585987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112604310944585987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/09/funnny.html' title='funnny'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112543607723985652</id><published>2005-08-31T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T01:29:29.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt: Tea time talk</title><summary type='text'>Scene: Staff canteen at iitb. Five mtech1 cse students, who, ofcourse look tired and drained, enter the canteen through the backdoor..err door near the rear end. Apparently they have completed algorithms quiz and are here to unwind. Three of them reach for a table and the other two head towards the cashier.Pre script:To aid hindi handicapped direct translation to english is provided in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112543607723985652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112543607723985652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112543607723985652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112543607723985652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/08/excerpt-tea-time-talk.html' title='Excerpt: Tea time talk'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112401233425971240</id><published>2005-08-14T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T09:10:44.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ummm..whats up Doc?</title><summary type='text'>Why do Doctors 'use' such bad writing?Yeah, I am referring to the people in white coat whom you visit when you are so ill that you can not visit anyone else. Tell me, my friend, why do you think Docs writing resemble chicken tracks?Here is my guess. They dont know what they are writing, thats why!!!You think it is an absurd claim? well read on..The Doc examines you, maintaining a safe distance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112401233425971240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112401233425971240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112401233425971240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112401233425971240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/08/ummmwhats-up-doc.html' title='ummm..whats up Doc?'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112335264186704401</id><published>2005-08-06T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T11:24:01.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate to be treated as a 'resource', I really do.You may be a big stud in your own right, but that doesnt make me nothing. I dont expect to be consulted, but atleast I should be informed about decisions that are taken about this resource that is me.oh well..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112335264186704401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112335264186704401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112335264186704401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112335264186704401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-hate-to-be-treated-as-resource-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112299227677640800</id><published>2005-08-02T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T07:17:56.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Towers of hanoi(orange)</title><summary type='text'>My room (14, H6) is an amazing place. This room measuring 9' X 7'  is the confluence of signals from four different mobile towers of Orange (I see a title! I see a title!). How do I know? well... the cell info display option. If I hold the mobile near the table in my room, I get IIT Powai E , just move two steps to the right, wow, it changed to Powai B, now go 3 steps backwards, voila, you have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112299227677640800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112299227677640800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112299227677640800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112299227677640800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/08/towers-of-hanoiorange.html' title='Towers of hanoi(orange)'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112053989071979497</id><published>2005-07-04T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:08:38.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate my memory</title><summary type='text'>For forgetting things that I want to remember and remembering things that I want to forget! Coming to the first part of forgetting things that I want to remember, have tried so many methods which teach you how to remember things, like...hmm...err..well I can't remember the method! Worse still, I can't even make a conscious effort to forget something that I don't want to remember, because of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112053989071979497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112053989071979497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112053989071979497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112053989071979497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-hate-my-memory.html' title='I hate my memory'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-112046563486084678</id><published>2005-07-04T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T01:31:58.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherlock Holmes</title><summary type='text'>Have been reading the book 'Sherlock Holmes complete collection'. A good book, needless to say, but one aspect of the writings of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle that I liked the most is the way the evidences of the crime are presented. All facts / data are in front of the reader, most of the times, and the only (huh?) thing that is to be done is connecting them in a logical way, which ofcourse is what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/112046563486084678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=112046563486084678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112046563486084678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/112046563486084678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/07/sherlock-holmes.html' title='Sherlock Holmes'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111959197411375334</id><published>2005-06-23T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T22:46:14.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I dont believe in tests like these..but since i had nothing better to do..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111959197411375334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111959197411375334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111959197411375334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111959197411375334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dont-believe-in-tests-like-these.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111943229592507035</id><published>2005-06-22T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:24:55.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running nose</title><summary type='text'>I wonder why is it called so. Agreed, some people sneeze so hard that their nose may break away from their face, but surely it cannot run on its own.. because it doesn't have legs you dumbo. (I am laughing my nose out..imagining the sight of my nose running away and carrying my specks with it.. hehehe). Needless to say, I have cold and the quantity of outflow from my nose for the past two days is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111943229592507035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111943229592507035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111943229592507035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111943229592507035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/06/running-nose.html' title='Running nose'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111866616804182372</id><published>2005-06-13T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T05:00:01.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had been to pesit, after a long time. Not because there was a sudden surge of affection towards my (old?) college or its lecturers. I had to apply for my TC (Transfer certificate). Richie gave me company..I dont know if it was his affection towards pesit/lecturers or just the lack of anything better to do, that made him come with me. So there we were, on a hot sunny saturday, in pesit campus.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111866616804182372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111866616804182372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111866616804182372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111866616804182372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/06/had-been-to-pesit-after-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111840371786175349</id><published>2005-06-10T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T04:41:57.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am not a movie buff. The last time I went to a theatre was I guess in july last year, almost a year ago, to watch Troy. This review of the film parineeta convinced me that its time I visit PVR. Although the review has more details than necessary(it pretty much gives out the end) the writing style made me feel that I have to 'see' those things happen on big screen. May be I will watch it this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111840371786175349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111840371786175349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111840371786175349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111840371786175349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-not-movie-buff.html' title=''/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111771647990091462</id><published>2005-06-02T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:46:59.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><summary type='text'>And so has my headache ..sob sob..because of sinusitis (not again!?)Anyway, lets forget that.There are sooooo many things to write about that I thought of writing about it!! As Richie would say, sorta meta post...Some of the things that I want to scribble(i) some updates, like me 'formally' submitting my resignation and me getting TA for my m.tech..(ii) some more updates which are not really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111771647990091462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111771647990091462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111771647990091462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111771647990091462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111682768139658149</id><published>2005-05-22T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:54:41.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>status</title><summary type='text'>bored..sleepy..tired..exhausted..cant even tpywwee..zzzzzzzzzzzz..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111682768139658149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111682768139658149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111682768139658149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111682768139658149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/05/status.html' title='status'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111598496514938423</id><published>2005-05-13T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T04:49:25.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying NO</title><summary type='text'>is tough, doing so without hurting the other party is tougher, especially if the other party is your boss. Today out of the blue my lead came to me and asked me to be part of campus recruitment scheduled for tommorow. I was totally taken by surprise, I had no idea that innvo is going for campus recruitment, let alone the schedule for it. This put me in a fix as I had made some other plans for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111598496514938423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111598496514938423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111598496514938423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111598496514938423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/05/saying-no.html' title='Saying NO'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111587887005282778</id><published>2005-05-11T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T04:55:49.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guddu guddu guddu guddu guddu..</title><summary type='text'>That is how the 'hukka' is supposed to sound, when a veteran smoker smokes it..but when i tried to take in some of the cheery flavoured tobbaco through the intricate system of pipes and water of a hukka, it was silent as though it had died of suffocation. Yeah, yesterday I smoked for the first time in my life and I would say it was a disappointing experience. All I could feel was the cherry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111587887005282778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111587887005282778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111587887005282778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111587887005282778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/05/guddu-guddu-guddu-guddu-guddu.html' title='Guddu guddu guddu guddu guddu..'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111536342925901983</id><published>2005-05-06T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T00:10:29.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was watching Massive Engines with Chris xxxxxx on Discovery, and the topic was pumps. The kind of things that were done using steam engines in late 19th century England is really amazing. Whether it was pumping out water from 300 feet deep mines at a rate of 200 buckets a minute or fighting fire, steam engine was the answer. In my view the most extraordinary achievement was using two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111536342925901983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111536342925901983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111536342925901983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111536342925901983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/05/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111518291572602572</id><published>2005-05-03T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:01:55.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SSSSSSSMOKIN</title><summary type='text'>On my way to office I saw a man, a mason, smoking a 'beedi'. Yeah there is nothing strange about that, but what amazed me was the look of satisfaction on his face. He was one happy man, really enjoying his beedi. This made me wonder do all people get same amount of satisfaction from smoking? I dont think so, because I have seen so many grumpy faces with dangling cigarettes in their mouth. So if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111518291572602572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111518291572602572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111518291572602572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111518291572602572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/05/sssssssmokin.html' title='SSSSSSSMOKIN'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111512432336080390</id><published>2005-05-03T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T05:45:23.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regulars blogs</title><summary type='text'>I have made a decision that I am going to blog regularly, whether i have something to say or not. This hopefully should help to improve my writing skills. While I am writing about my writing abilities, I shall write about something that I have observed. When I am typing something I tend to forget spellings of most common words. For example today while posting this blog I could not recollect the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111512432336080390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111512432336080390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111512432336080390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111512432336080390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/05/regulars-blogs.html' title='regulars blogs'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111388790842965990</id><published>2005-04-18T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T22:18:28.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>need to work on my writing abilities</title><summary type='text'>i noticed that what i write does not exactly match with what i have in my mind..case in point..my comment in teju's post ..now when i read that..i feel it has come out in a diff vein altogether..also my comment to  my previous post  sounds so childish :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111388790842965990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111388790842965990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111388790842965990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111388790842965990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/04/need-to-work-on-my-writing-abilities.html' title='need to work on my writing abilities'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111383295710704338</id><published>2005-04-18T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T07:02:37.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iisc remains elusive...</title><summary type='text'>shit...i 'failed' to make it to iisc..i hate this, i hate this, i hate this.......uuuuuuuuugggggghhhhhhi flunked in serc test ..which was my last chance...there is this urge in me to give it one more shot..but hell i know i cant...i hate thisi hate my inability to make good use of the given chance, i hate the fact that i did not give it my best, i hate the fact that i repeat the same mistakes....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111383295710704338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111383295710704338' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111383295710704338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111383295710704338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/04/iisc-remains-elusive.html' title='iisc remains elusive...'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111339443416046831</id><published>2005-04-13T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T05:13:54.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scary..</title><summary type='text'>I have recurring sinusitis for quite sometime, but have been ignoring it or taking some common tablets like sinarest. I know i have sinusitis when i feel something running down with full force in my forehead when i bend, which has become a common occurence.I did not know treatment for recurring sinusitis may include surgery..i did not know that this awful thing has so many implications..i did not</summary><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sinusitis' title='scary..'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111339443416046831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111339443416046831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111339443416046831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111339443416046831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/04/scary.html' title='scary..'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111278347949802917</id><published>2005-04-06T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T03:31:19.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignoring the obvious..</title><summary type='text'>and looking for an involved  solution, for an 'apparently' complex prob is what i excel at. Infact i remember one of my female friend saying that all men do the same.. complicate all problems/situations and find the most complex soln to it..and feel proud that a hard prob was solved..guess she is right..in my case atleast..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111278347949802917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111278347949802917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111278347949802917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111278347949802917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/04/ignoring-obvious.html' title='Ignoring the obvious..'/><author><name>sarvagnaani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656440499478262601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111164199900814043</id><published>2005-03-23T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:26:39.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>money matters..</title><summary type='text'>characters:me1: the indulgent, happy go lucky meme2: complement of me1scene: me1 and me2 are sitting on a couch and looking at the photos of the Leh tripme1: the trip was so nice..we had such good time..me2: yeah..me1: the best part of the trip was the sunset at sindhu ghat..that silent, peaceful environment.. that beautiful crimson sun..trying to hide behind the snow capped mountains..and the </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.cse.iitb.ac.in/~kumar/pic/holi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592964.post-111139540914104461</id><published>2005-03-21T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T01:17:08.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a happy ending..</title><summary type='text'>as richie said..a happy ending..that's precisesly what it is..atleast for now..i am talking abt my gate score..if i had failed to make it this time..things would have been really bad..guess my already low confidence would have been the worst hit..it would have taken a big achievement to convince myself that i am good..a really bad state..when a person starts doubting his capabalities..well...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111139540914104461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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blog</title><summary type='text'> why did i choose to get my own blog?because i felt the need for some 'personal'(?) space..to say what i have to say..so..this is going to be just abt me and only me..other stuff will go to The adda as usual</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/111139434745821448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11592964&amp;postID=111139434745821448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111139434745821448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11592964/posts/default/111139434745821448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarvagnaanisdiaries.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-own-blog.html' title='my own 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