<?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-8352013</id><updated>2011-11-21T11:49:29.816+05:30</updated><category term='Electronics'/><title type='text'>Anant Sancheti</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a Place of My Own</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-1868960783904595249</id><published>2011-07-12T20:58:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:45:51.679+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Android Apps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Authenticator: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.authenticator"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.authenticator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Save my Attach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.mailtools.saveit"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.mailtools.saveit &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adao File Manager: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.adao.android.afm"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.adao.android.afm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adao Task Manager: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.adao.android.atm"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.adao.android.atm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADW Notifier: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=org.adw.launcher.notifications"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=org.adw.launcher.notifications&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;ADW.Launcher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=org.adw.launcher"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=org.adw.launcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;App 2 SD Free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.a0soft.gphone.app2sd"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.a0soft.gphone.app2sd &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcode Scanner: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.zxing.client.android"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.zxing.client.android &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.blogger"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BookMyShow: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.bt.bms"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.bt.bms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callback Assistant: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=callbackassistant.alarmspider.com"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=callbackassistant.alarmspider.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CamScanner: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.intsig.camscanner"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.intsig.camscanner &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ColorDict: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.socialnmobile.colordict"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.socialnmobile.colordict &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ColorNote: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.socialnmobile.dictapps.notepad.color.note"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.socialnmobile.dictapps.notepad.color.note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compass: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.apksoftware.compass"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.apksoftware.compass &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Converter: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.blogspot.asifrc.Converter"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.blogspot.asifrc.Converter &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analog World Clock Widget:&lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=net.hubalek.android.worldclock"&gt; http://market.android.com/details?id=net.hubalek.android.worldclock &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Docs: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.docs"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.docs &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.earth"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.earth &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endomondo: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.endomondo.android"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.endomondo.android &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expense Manager: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.expensemanager"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.expensemanager &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy Widget: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.anddoes.fancywidget"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.anddoes.fancywidget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gmail Notifier: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.jonasl.gmailnotifier2"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.jonasl.gmailnotifier2 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Sky Map: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.stardroid"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.stardroid &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google+: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.plus"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.plus &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTasks: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=org.dayup.gtask"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=org.dayup.gtask &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iMobile: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.csam.icici.bank.imobile"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.csam.icici.bank.imobile &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India Newspapers: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.barisefe.indianewspapers"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.barisefe.indianewspapers &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTriage: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.healthagen.iTriage"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.healthagen.iTriage &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Lock Screen Widget:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.droidmania.lockscreenwidget"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.droidmania.lockscreenwidget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini Info: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.dynotes.miniinfo"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.dynotes.miniinfo &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tracks: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.maps.mytracks"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.maps.mytracks &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDTV: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.july.ndtv"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.july.ndtv &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NewsRob: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.newsrob"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.newsrob &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No Lock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=org.jraf.android.nolock"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=org.jraf.android.nolock &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OfficeSuite: &lt;a 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href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.ringdroid"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.ringdroid &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ScoreMobile: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.fivemobile.thescore"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.fivemobile.thescore &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShareMyApps: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.mattlary.shareMyApps"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.mattlary.shareMyApps &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent Toggle Widget: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.aiteam.silenttogglewidget"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.aiteam.silenttogglewidget&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth Calendar: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=se.catharsis.android.calendar"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=se.catharsis.android.calendar &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS Popup: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=net.everythingandroid.smspopup"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=net.everythingandroid.smspopup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StopWatch &amp;amp; Timer: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.sportstracklive.stopwatch"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.sportstracklive.stopwatch &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team-BHP: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=net.endoftime.android.forumrunner.teambhp"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=net.endoftime.android.forumrunner.teambhp &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TeamViewer: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.teamviewer.teamviewer.market.mobile"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.teamviewer.teamviewer.market.mobile &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text Message: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=shareContacts.NS.com"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=shareContacts.NS.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking Space:&lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=net.thinkingspace"&gt; http://market.android.com/details?id=net.thinkingspace &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translate: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.translate"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.google.android.apps.translate &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TripAdvisor: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.tripadvisor.tripadvisor"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.tripadvisor.tripadvisor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice Recorder: &lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.tokasiki.android.voicerecorder"&gt;http://market.android.com/details?id=com.tokasiki.android.voicerecorder &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhatsApp:&lt;a href="http://market.android.com/details?id=com.whatsapp Zedge: http://market.android.com/details?id=net.zedge.android"&gt; http://market.android.com/details?id=com.whatsapp Zedge: http://market.android.com/details?id=net.zedge.android &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;These apps work perfectly on Nexus One. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-1868960783904595249?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/1868960783904595249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=1868960783904595249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/1868960783904595249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/1868960783904595249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-android-apps.html' title='My Android Apps'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-3818535951845425969</id><published>2009-10-04T13:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:59:48.258+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Going green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Sshc-mafaQI/AAAAAAAAFSk/hHqS-yOdCqs/s1600-h/image-upload-90-786232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Sshc-mafaQI/AAAAAAAAFSk/hHqS-yOdCqs/s320/image-upload-90-786232.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first step to having our own balcony garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-3818535951845425969?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/3818535951845425969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=3818535951845425969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/3818535951845425969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/3818535951845425969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-green.html' title='Going green'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Sshc-mafaQI/AAAAAAAAFSk/hHqS-yOdCqs/s72-c/image-upload-90-786232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-5716491688304037318</id><published>2009-05-29T00:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:20:56.798+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Feeling OLD !!!</title><content type='html'>I guess I don't look old enough to be married that is why people are often surprised to learn that I am. The client I am working for was quite surprised to learn that I was married. To tell you the truth sometimes its a surprise to me also ... Oh!! I am no longer a boy ... I am married. In many respects it still has not settled in. The realization makes me feel older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my school friend was blessed with a baby boy today. It was so difficult to believe that we are no longer boys but grown ups. It feels like yesterday when we were in school, competing with friends for the highest score in all subjects, fighting over lunch boxes, dreading the upcoming exams, jumping with joy on unexpected holidays, planning weeks ahead for outings and very soon we will have younger ones doing the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have crossed the most beautiful part of our lives but life still has become more beautiful than ever as we have found someone to share our lives with, someone to love, someone who loves us, someone to care for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to my friend for being blessed with that someone in his life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-5716491688304037318?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/5716491688304037318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=5716491688304037318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/5716491688304037318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/5716491688304037318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-old.html' title='Feeling OLD !!!'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-7194836341384577366</id><published>2009-04-30T14:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:49:29.834+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>Being all alone on ones birthday is the worst thing that could happen to anyone. When I came to Hyderabad on Sunday I was already feeling low that I would be spending my birthday away from loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Was expecting a few calls at midnight ... But I guess people just fell asleep. Morning was no better. Reached office to know that some old files were missing and my manager was furious. I was so sure it was going to be a bad day ... a bad year.&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing how few assuring words, some crazy laughs, a few email and dinner with a close friend can change everything.&lt;br /&gt;The day ... the year just looks a little brighter to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-7194836341384577366?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/7194836341384577366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=7194836341384577366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/7194836341384577366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/7194836341384577366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-874515809248980332</id><published>2009-01-11T21:46:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:58:54.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Picnic @ IBIZA Merlin Greens Resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Papa told me yesterday that we are going for some sidey picnic organised by AVANTIKA ( A Pvt. Organisation of Marwari Lawyers and CAs in kolkata). Though I have very fond memories of Avantika Picnics but then was the time when Shradha, Manish, Anant, Rahul and other friends were here in Kolkata. Planning for the picnic would start days earlier. But today was something different. I didnt wanted to go for the simple fact that none of the above mentioned persons were here in  kolkata plus going there with parents without knowing anyone and sitting like a fool in a group of aunties was like a complete pain. Still I had no enthu to argue with Papa for not going so I decided that I would fake fever or something similar in the morning and try not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were other petty reasons for not going.One of them was that my mom was becoming a little panicky about my dress to be worn for the picnic. The Club is supposedly full of my "in-Laws". So she wanted me to wear ethnic. though I managed to talk her out of this. I become a little kiddish and silly when I go for such outings. So one of the several other petty reasons were that I didnt wanted to create a bad impression in front of my "in-Laws". The last but the most important reason for not going was that the picnic outing will make me miss ANANT like anything and the feeling will be such that would not be easy to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were very few reasons for going namely good food ( Club Kachori Subzi for Breakfast, Matar kachori and Gajar Halwa for Lunch &amp;amp; Nicely prepared Elaichi Tea and Snax Biscuits for Evening), Housie Prize and Badminton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mom woke me up and I decided that lets go....my last picnic with my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Car journey was boring. The only relief was the sms chat with ANNU. He writes good, extremely short, some 10 words sweet SMSs and rest is left upon me to decipher( when I write SMSs then its almost always a 2 SMS linked thing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I reached the Venue and the first person I saw was my Mother-in-Law. After all the social formalities, she made me meet one of the most eldest grandmother of the Sancheti Clan.( What I Hear about her is that she is the most strictest of the persons and she is not those jolly jolly types). I shivered. But I found Bariya Dadisa to be very nice and she really made me comfortable. She conversed with me for some time about my hobbies, my education, my interests , etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Venue, IBIZA, is a nice place. They have a lot of facilities on offer, Pool, Library, TV, Mini Golf, Boating, Snooker, Etc etc. It has around 6-7 Huge garden areas. I Liked the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had certain Assumptions about the Picnic but now when I am writing this, I realise that 99% of my assumptions were wrong( Thankfully). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;WHAT WAS DELIGHTFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw Papaji playing Badminton with a group of girls. I rushed there to play with him. Special mention that for his age and structure, he plays pretty well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then came the most most memorable part....playing badminton with Mummyji. She is one of the very few fine players of the game I have ever come across. She is an amazing player. I had a gala time playing with her. I hope even she enjoyed playing the game with me. Both of us have decided that we will take badminton rackets to Bangalore so that we can play when ANANT is not around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My "in-Laws" were not at all strict...they made me very comfortable. Just like their very own daughter. I feel blessed to have Such Loving Parents-in-law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I rode a swing and riding the merry-go-round with my sister-in-law Megha was fun. Bachpan ke din yaad aa gaye...in short maza aa gaya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Playing Housie reminded me of those good ol' days where each one of held 5 tickets to win the prize...but this time i bought only 2...(yaar inflation has struck Housie Tickets also....with every picnic the rates of tickets are going up...i remember buying a ticket for 5 Bucks....but today i had to part with precious 20 rupee note for a ticket.) I had a deal with Papaji, mummyji, megha, mummy, papa that i will take whatever they win in the game. But alas nobody hit the jackpot. (Boo hoo hoo). But nonetheless the game was fun with papaji passing funny remarks and we cheering and jeering for the winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THINGS THAT DISAPPOINTED ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Avantika outings are very famous for their food quality. But this time it was a complete disappointment. The food was not good at all....a complete turn-off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As mentioned above...I didn't win any housie prize. So again coming to the picnic was a bad idea. The Organising committee of Avantika didn't organise any games where I had a scope to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I write this...my hands are paining of all the badminton game I played...my legs paining with all the swing rides..jumping and running...I feel that the day was not a complete waste. I enjoyed a lot just a small thing...had ANANT would have been here...the experience would have been completely different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-874515809248980332?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/874515809248980332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=874515809248980332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/874515809248980332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/874515809248980332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2009/01/picnic-ibiza-merlin-greens-resort.html' title='Picnic @ IBIZA Merlin Greens Resort'/><author><name>Silent whisperer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02431791639365481766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-8970713253535541944</id><published>2008-12-28T18:15:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:05:36.824+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2008 !!! hmmm ... Till date it has been the most happening year of my life. This year has been nothing short of a full fledged hindi movie in which there is action, thrill, comedy, horror, emotions etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year has been the most fulfilling year. It is in this year I became a CA. It is in this year my favorite and closest cousin Shailee got married and not to forget ... it is in this year I could see my most precious and special dream come true ... YES .... getting engaged to my first crush, my first love, my childhood sweetheart, my prince charming, my ANANT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDWLrXmL7hE/SVd6tWOiXNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MAO0PD_OIQ0/s1600-h/us5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDWLrXmL7hE/SVd6tWOiXNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MAO0PD_OIQ0/s320/us5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284827607221820626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2nd Decemeber 2008 will be one of the best days of my life...or rather OUR life. Since morning there was a lot of nervousness in the air specially for annu...who was calling me continuously and describing his state of mind. This was the day i saw myself for the first time ever in full bridal attire with a beautiful saree and jewellery and a perfect hairdo and make up  and all tht jazz. I was too worried for the fact that MY ANNU would not recognise me, Though everybody around me including my ma kept on saying that i was looking very pretty but i was not convinced. I wanted to call annu to LALA ka dukan so tht i can show him and ask for his opinion on my dressup. But of course i cudnt do tht. The entire time i was shit worried and tensed that annu will hate me for the way am looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We reached the venue much before he did and i , like a distressed girl captured on a high tower waited for my prince charming to come and rescue me. And then after a long wait he came..One look at him and my Heart skipped a beat. No No...i think it stopped beating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He has never looked so handsome as he did that day. With the black suit and the red silk shirt and not to forget the killer smile, he looked the most elegant,dashing, smart, handsome Groom a bride has ever had on this planet. I fell in love with him all over again and yes with triple ferocity.THU THU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was standing bang opposite to where i was sitting but he was looking somewhere else..i think he was searching for me everywhere else except for the place i was sitting. i wanted to shout and let him know tht honey am sitting here....am sorry for dissapointing u for the way am looking...etc. etc...but being the bride i had to be quiet and behave myself which was against the way i am. He still couldnt find me as he was busy talking to his newly found father-in-law and brother-in-law...social courtesies....being the impatient girl i am, i sent ridhi to ask him to look at me....but before she could do tht....His eyes found me....i froze....but the approving smile he had on his face said it all....no words can ever express the joy he had in eyes. His lovely warm smile and his loving eyes told me tht i was looking perfect to be his bride. He came beside me and held my hand infront of all the family members present thr... and i was convinced that no matter what happens...this man will always be by my side and will never leave me alone.  I thanked god a million times to give me such a wonderful Groom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From the time he was made to sit beside me....and the ring ceremony and all the other family functions and till the time i slept in the night....things seemed as if a movie is being played in a fast forward mode....I WAS FINALLY ENGAGED TO THE MAN I HV LOVED ALL MY LIFE AND WILL LOVE HIM ALL MY LIFE AND BEYOND THAT TOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LOVE YA MY ANNU BABY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-8970713253535541944?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/8970713253535541944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=8970713253535541944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/8970713253535541944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/8970713253535541944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts !'/><author><name>Silent whisperer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02431791639365481766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDWLrXmL7hE/SVd6tWOiXNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MAO0PD_OIQ0/s72-c/us5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-4913516429967293377</id><published>2008-09-07T10:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:15:25.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Too many questions</title><content type='html'>July and August (so far) has been nothing less than a roller coaster ride. So many things happening all around me. Some that bring joy others that arouse sadness and some that makes me stop and thing – how stupid can I be?&lt;br /&gt;So many moments and events that have shaped and reshaped the course of life. So many feelings playing in my mind. So many things I wanna talk about. So many things I wanna share.&lt;br /&gt;Lets take this one by one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed. I have felt true love not once, not twice but three times. I have always received more love and care from them than I could possibly imagine. Its true, guys cannot match (don’t even come close) the love and care that a woman (in love) can shower. Pure. Unconditional. Selfless.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if what I feel is at all LOVE. Is it pure, unconditional and selfless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people in my life whom I admire lookup to and am really close to have touched me in a way which words just can’t explain. I wanna be like them. Do things the way they do. Think the way they do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Loosing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling they you have something so special and that you are going to loose it … killing. Trying desperately to hold on and the rope is just slowly slowly slipping away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy my work. Though I may crib about it feel that I am not doing justice to the work entrusted on me … still I love what do. For a person like me who gets bored with stuff very fast and can’t do routine jobs for long, challenges are a must. Consulting is the field I guess can keep me engaged. At the end of the day money is also important and with me getting married soon (for those of my friends who have been living under a rock … the big day is on 26 Feb 2009) finances are on my mind even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No job interview I am talking about here. Trust me they are much easier to go through and crack. You can prepare for them and rehearse for them. Whats difficult is an interview with your prospective father-in-law. There is so much at stake … your life and your future. I have never been so nervous … ever in my life. I was sure I will screw things up bad. I reached 15 min earlier and was waiting with a lump in my chest almost choking me. Today as in remember that day again is feels so funny and stupid. I was unnecessarily scared and anxious. As they say … all is well that ends well. I don’t know if I managed to impress my father-in-law or not but what matters that now I am engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Engagement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would be so easy. Things happened more smoothly than I had ever imagined it in my dreams. In fact I had thought of all possible things that could go wrong and prepared a contingency plan for each one of those scenarios. Perhaps I was so busy thinking about the things that could go wrong that I never imagined things would just fall in place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-4913516429967293377?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/4913516429967293377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=4913516429967293377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/4913516429967293377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/4913516429967293377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-many-questions.html' title='Too many questions'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-9060941189019046317</id><published>2008-08-19T23:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:31:28.030+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finally There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/SKsKd52Ob2I/AAAAAAAAAzU/vmqXoiWjSjY/s1600-h/image-upload-143-786972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/SKsKd52Ob2I/AAAAAAAAAzU/vmqXoiWjSjY/s320/image-upload-143-786972.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My better half&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-9060941189019046317?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/9060941189019046317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=9060941189019046317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/9060941189019046317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/9060941189019046317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-there.html' title='Finally There'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/SKsKd52Ob2I/AAAAAAAAAzU/vmqXoiWjSjY/s72-c/image-upload-143-786972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-6411535139964580546</id><published>2008-08-17T20:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:26:31.778+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Update - August 17, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;As i make my way to Bangalore city from the BIAL Airport i cant help thinking about how my life has changed in the last week I have spent in Kolkata. I no longer have a girl friend in my life but i am not single either. Finally, without much turmoil (nothing compared to what I was expecting ... Thanks God) my in-laws have agreed to tie the knot. On August 15, both my dads (my dad and her dad ... I am supposed to refer to her dad as 'papaji') formally met and decided that their happiness lies in the happiness of their children. Coincidentally my mom and dad's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;rishta&lt;/span&gt; was decided on the same day 32 years back. Both my dad and I lost our independence on Independence day (for those souls who slept through history classes ... August 15 is celebrated as the Indian independence day). Date of formal engagement and marriage should be final shortly. Expecting the marriage during February end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-6411535139964580546?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/6411535139964580546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=6411535139964580546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/6411535139964580546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/6411535139964580546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-update-august-17-2008.html' title='Life Update - August 17, 2008'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-3734037536690788819</id><published>2008-03-11T09:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:17:08.430+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: Wats ur Score?????? :-)</title><content type='html'>In the world of romance, one single rule applies to men:&lt;p&gt;Make the woman happy. Do something she likes, and you get points.&lt;p&gt;Do something she dislikes and points are subtracted.&lt;p&gt;You don&amp;#39;t get any points for doing something she expects.&lt;p&gt;Sorry, that&amp;#39;s the way the game is played.&lt;p&gt;Here is a guide to the point system:&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SIMPLE DUTIES&lt;p&gt;You make the bed (+1)&lt;p&gt;You make the bed, but forget the decorative pillow (0)&lt;p&gt;You throw the bedspread over rumpled sheets (-1)&lt;p&gt;You go out to buy her what she wants (+5)In the rain (+8)But return with&lt;p&gt;Beer (-5)&lt;p&gt;You check out a suspicious noise at night (0)&lt;p&gt;You check out a suspicious noise, and it is nothing (0)&lt;p&gt;You check out a suspicious noise and it is something (+5)&lt;p&gt;You pummel it with iron rod (+10)&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s her pet (-10)&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SOCIAL ENGAGEMENTS&lt;p&gt;You stay by her side the entire party (0)&lt;p&gt;You stay by her side for a while, then leave to chat with a college buddy&lt;p&gt;(-2)&lt;p&gt;Named Rita (-4)&lt;p&gt;Rita is a dancer (-6)&lt;p&gt;Rita is single and is really beautiful (-80)&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HER BIRTHDAY&lt;p&gt;You forget her birthday (-50000)&lt;p&gt;You take her out to dinner (0)&lt;p&gt;You take her out to dinner and it&amp;#39;s not a sports bar (+1)&lt;p&gt;Okay, it&amp;#39;s a sports bar (-2)&lt;p&gt;And it&amp;#39;s all-you-can-eat night (-3)&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s a sports bar, it&amp;#39;s all-you-can-eat night, and your face is painted the&lt;p&gt;colours of your favourite team (-10)&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A NIGHT OUT&lt;p&gt;You take her to a movie (+2)&lt;p&gt;You take her to a movie she likes (+4)&lt;p&gt;You take her to a movie you hate (+6)&lt;p&gt;You take her to a movie you like (-2)&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s called &amp;#39;DeathCop&amp;#39; (-3)&lt;p&gt;You lied and said it was a foreign film about orphans(-15)&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ENJOY THE &amp;#39;BIG&amp;#39; QUESTION&lt;p&gt;She asks, &amp;quot;Do I look fat?&amp;quot; (-5) [Yes, you LOSE points no matter WHAT]&lt;p&gt;You hesitate in responding (-10)&lt;p&gt;You reply, &amp;quot;Where?&amp;quot; (-35)&lt;p&gt;Any other response (-20)&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;COMMUNICATION&lt;p&gt;When she wants to talk about a problem , you listen, displaying what looks&lt;p&gt;like a concerned __expression (0)&lt;p&gt;You listen, for over 30 minutes (+50)&lt;p&gt;You listen for more than 30 minutes without looking at the TV (+500)&lt;p&gt;She realizes this is because you have fallen asleep (-10000)&lt;p&gt;Now what chance do you have???&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pass it on to the poor fellows for info &amp;amp; to the gals for a good laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-3734037536690788819?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/3734037536690788819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=3734037536690788819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/3734037536690788819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/3734037536690788819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2008/03/fwd-wats-ur-score.html' title='Fwd: Wats ur Score?????? :-)'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-2269205098515860274</id><published>2008-01-23T00:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:21:28.522+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mobile blogging</title><content type='html'>Hello friends. As u might have figured from the number of posts on my blog that i am not an active blogger. &lt;br /&gt;This is the first time i am trying to post a blog from my cell phone. Hope this facility to blog on the move may encourage me to post often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-2269205098515860274?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/2269205098515860274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=2269205098515860274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/2269205098515860274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/2269205098515860274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2008/01/mobile-blogging.html' title='Mobile blogging'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-7958335239422508604</id><published>2007-09-29T00:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:54:33.889+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s1600-h/31032007091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115338084693539586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-7958335239422508604?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/7958335239422508604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=7958335239422508604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/7958335239422508604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/7958335239422508604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s72-c/31032007091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-4045028522602433737</id><published>2007-09-01T20:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:45:54.100+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronics'/><title type='text'>My New Nokia 6300</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RtmG6ka7-sI/AAAAAAAAAXk/qh-5-6WuAvk/s1600-h/nokia6300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RtmG6ka7-sI/AAAAAAAAAXk/qh-5-6WuAvk/s320/nokia6300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105259993368361666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fellow bloggers and non bloggers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing on my blog after 8 months. Have been busy with my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After loosing my N73 ... i still miss that phone. Never even got the chance to write a review on it. Never mind that.&lt;br /&gt;After loosing my N73, i bought myself a Nokia 6300 ... not that i prefer it over N73, its just that i didn't have the money to go for another N73. For Rs. 8850 it seemed a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you will notice about the phone is the use of metal. Stainless steel back cover and the rim of the front panel. Use of metal gives the phone a very sturdy feel. The phone definitely has a very good built quality.&lt;br /&gt;With this phone nokia has made its entry in the "who had the slimmest phone" competition.&lt;br /&gt;The moment you switch on 6300, the screen come alive and u notice its like no other. Yes ... this is the best display among all nokia phone. It supports some 16 million colors and is very bright and crisp. This has a down side too ... the more brighter the screen the more battery it consumes. There is also no option for reducing or increasing the screen brightness. In the initial few days i used to find the screen too bright for my eyes and i still do so if i am using the phone in absolute darkness.&lt;br /&gt;The number keys are large and easy to use. Makes typing SMS a real treat. The key pad is distinctly soft too. The navigation keys are decent ... i particularly had difficulty in scrolling up. I feel the call &amp;amp; end and the softkeys could have been a little bigger. Key pad lighting is a cool blue and evenly lights up all the keys.&lt;br /&gt;The phone comes with a 128 mb micro SD card. Less if u plan to use it as a portable music player. It would be a wise idea to buy a 1 gb card. (should not cost u more than Rs. 1000).&lt;br /&gt;The music player is average. One very peculiar this was that i was unable to create playlists using the phone. I had to connect the phone to the computer and create the playlist using the PC suit software. The music player automatically scanned and added all the music file that were present on my memory card and phone memory. U might feel thats a good thing ... but it might not sound great if u have 150 mp3 ringtones on ur memory card. There is no option of choosing a particular folder that the player will add to the track list.&lt;br /&gt;The phone comes bundled with a stereo headset. The music quality is average. Thought the songs are very clear but the bass effect is totally missing ... wat they refer to as the "THUMP" is missing.&lt;br /&gt;The thing that totally pissed me off about the phone was the speakers. The speakers are located at the back of the phone ... very unusual for Nokia. Almost all of nokia phone have their speakers located on the sides. This created a problem ... if u keep the phone screen up on a soft surface like ur bed, its most likely that u wont be able to hear the phone ring if u are out of the room. The quality of the soung is also not that great. If the vibrator is off and u are in a crowded place like a mall u are most likely to miss ur calls too.&lt;br /&gt;The default ringtones on the phone are really pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;The camera is 2 mega pixel and has good outdoor picture quality. The night more works well but once u transfer the picture to ur computer u cant miss the grains. As is the case with other nokia phone cameras, the pics are the best when taken outdoors on a sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;Another problem with the phone is the battery life. If u are one of those kinds who cant stay alive without ur phone ... u would need a charge every 12-16 hours. I believer the screen consumes a lot of power and leads to bad battery life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP SIDES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Awesome Screen&lt;br /&gt;2. Good build quality and looks&lt;br /&gt;3. Value for money&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWN SIDES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Headphones &amp;amp; Speaker&lt;br /&gt;2. Battery Life below nokia standard&lt;br /&gt;3. No flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting some of the pics i took with my 6300 shortly. Am also making a collection of themes games &amp;amp; application for Nokia 6300, will be uploading it soon. Till then ... take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PhdLI6l8YAg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PhdLI6l8YAg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-4045028522602433737?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/4045028522602433737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=4045028522602433737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/4045028522602433737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/4045028522602433737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-new-nokia-6300.html' title='My New Nokia 6300'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RtmG6ka7-sI/AAAAAAAAAXk/qh-5-6WuAvk/s72-c/nokia6300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-1184951815589814697</id><published>2006-12-18T00:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:01:51.444+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RYWakmVYcjI/AAAAAAAAABU/aV62Z8DhHNI/s1600-h/14-12-06_1408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RYWakmVYcjI/AAAAAAAAABU/aV62Z8DhHNI/s400/14-12-06_1408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009580114075742770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i look after ...??? send in ur comments ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-1184951815589814697?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/1184951815589814697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=1184951815589814697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/1184951815589814697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/1184951815589814697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/12/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RYWakmVYcjI/AAAAAAAAABU/aV62Z8DhHNI/s72-c/14-12-06_1408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-116400815255706898</id><published>2006-11-20T11:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-06T18:02:09.507+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Goa Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/DSCN0534%20%28Large%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/200/DSCN0534%20%28Large%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last to last weekend we were in Goa soaking the sun and relaxing ... and not to forget that once the sun went down, partying and drinking. It had been long since i last took a holiday. it was a welcome break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh was supposed to join us too but he had his own stupid problems which obviously were so personal that he wouldn't tell us about it. The trip was fun without him but it would have been even more crazy fun if he came along ... after all he is the craziest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARSH ... WE MISSED U IN GOA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reaching There:&lt;/span&gt; Me &amp; Adarsh were supposed to reach Goa on the 4th of November, so we had to get a bus on the previous night (Bangalore - Goa: 16 hours bus journey overnight). Gunjan and Abhyuday were supposed to join us from Kolkata. We took the sleeper bus tickets. the so called berths were too small for two guys (one with a couple of extra pounds) but i couldn't help but think how perfect it would be for a couple (hehehe). we reached Panji at 12:30pm. Panji is the capital of Goa but it doesn't have any good beaches. Thanks to a lot of googling and some discussion with my sis (who visited Goa just a few months back) we had already a list of the must see beaches of Goa. (Bagha, Condolin. Anjuna etc) so off we went and after some 30 min cab ride we were at bagha beach. After looking at a few accommodation options we finalized "GOA SILA". it was no 5 star but was decent with clean rooms (before we entered it) a pool and complimentary breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 01: &lt;/span&gt;It was 3 pm and we were ready to explore Goa. that would have proved difficult &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXUR4qxTLOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dfRo9LH2gzA/s1600-h/Image%28304%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXUR4qxTLOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dfRo9LH2gzA/s200/Image%28304%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004926226143587554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on an empty stomach. Lunch was the first thing on our mind. For the first time ever i tried some non-veg food. i wouldn't say it was bad but it was nothing gr8 too. Veg food still rocks for me. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aluminum king &lt;/span&gt;had more important business to attend to so he was headed for Panji to attend ... any guesses ... some aluminum seminar. After our hunger satisfied and our thirst quenched (nothing beats some beer ... ok ok .. lots of beer) we headed for the beach. I must confess we were quite over dressed for any beach leave apart a beach&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/Image%28020%29.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/200/Image%28020%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; full of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;firangi&lt;/span&gt; babes in bikinis. There were Bars and restaurants all along the beach. We checked them out trying to figure out the party spots. The sun, the sand and the babes ... wat was missing was alcohol. So we decided to lie down and enjoy some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;By 5.30 our king has returned from his seminar. so we headed back to the hotel to prepare for the night. The walk back took us some 30 min. Sunsets on a beach are so romantic ... i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXZhzxeSOpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ivb0uMV1Gjg/s1600-h/Image%28025%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXZhzxeSOpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ivb0uMV1Gjg/s200/Image%28025%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005295577950468754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t constantly reminded me of my love. Wish she was there by my side.&lt;br /&gt;All dressed up for Saturday night we left hotel at around 8.30. Had some snacks at a beach side restaurant and finally headed towards the only disc in bagha beach ... Teto's. The croud was not exactly as per our expectations ... too few gals. The music system and the light effects, though were worthy of a mention. The whole night we kept switching between Titos and the beach side bars before finally heading back to our hotel. it was way past midnight ... time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 02: &lt;/span&gt;Day two began with me &amp; Abu trying to get the other two boozoos up and ready in&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXZeJheSOoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_N8bC87Opck/s1600-h/DSCN0554+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXZeJheSOoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_N8bC87Opck/s200/DSCN0554+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005291553566112386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; time for breakfast. We needed transport ... hiring a car seemed to be a good option. Before the fun could begin along came the aluminum king ... seminar seminar seminar. Showing some sympathy towards our beloved king we decided to drop him at Panji ... wat we got in return was a promise that he would not spend much time at the seminar (this trip was for pleasure ... and we intended to keep it that way). After dropping abu we drove around for some half hour ... basically heading no where. We stopped for lunch at a place known as the "Delhi Barbar" (u may find that there is an excessive mention about food ... what can i say ... i just loveeee foood). I must say that i did feel a little weird walking in a restaurant with shorts and a casual t-shirt on ... but who cared ... we were in Goa. Every one has heard about the local Goa drink ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; we all tried it (obviously except abu) and it &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXZiWReSOrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HOO7-aKA_7U/s1600-h/DSCN0481+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXZiWReSOrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HOO7-aKA_7U/s200/DSCN0481+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005296170655955634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was quite ... go&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXZpwBeSOsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Uy2ivo3V_4w/s1600-h/DSCN0506+%28Large%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXZpwBeSOsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Uy2ivo3V_4w/s200/DSCN0506+%28Large%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005304309618981570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;od. With abu back with us ... we decided to head back to Calingut Beack (adjacent to Bagha) This is the beach just next to Fort Agauda. One end of the beach is marked by rocky cliffs. It was less crowded as compared to Bagha.&lt;br /&gt;It was now time for some water sports ... Para gliding was fun but Jet Skis were definitely better. Wow ... i would like to do that again...&lt;br /&gt;This night our aim was to get drunk ... the whole night we hopped from one beach side bar to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 03:&lt;/span&gt; After our late night adventures morning was bound to come late ... this was our last day so we planned to relax and enjoy the sun and the sand ...  We tool a ride to see some dolphins and had some fun in the water. The person who took us was some hell of a fellow. He took us to another beach ... Anjuna. This was a small beach with very few people and places to hang out. The water was crystal clear. After soaking the sun for sometime we headed back to Bagha beach where we spent the entire afternoon enjoying the waves.&lt;br /&gt;I and Adarsh were supposed to leave tonight. Our bus was scheduled to leave at 7.30. So we headed back to the hotel packed our stuff got ready an decided to catch a quick bite before we left for Panji. We watched the sun go down as we finished our food ... it was time to say goodbye to Goa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-116400815255706898?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/116400815255706898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=116400815255706898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/116400815255706898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/116400815255706898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/11/goa-trip.html' title='Goa Trip'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/RXUR4qxTLOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dfRo9LH2gzA/s72-c/Image%28304%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-116245987984492859</id><published>2006-11-02T14:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-02T15:01:19.856+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dipawali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/Diwali%202006%20-%2001%20%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/400/Diwali%202006%20-%2001%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/Diwali%202006%20-%2010%20%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/400/Diwali%202006%20-%2010%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/Diwali%202006%20-%2007%20%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/400/Diwali%202006%20-%2007%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know ... i know its has been more or less 2 weeks since dipawali. I didnt get time to upload the pics before. Anyways i am blogging after quite a long break. hopeing to be regular from now onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-116245987984492859?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/116245987984492859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=116245987984492859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/116245987984492859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/116245987984492859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-dipawali.html' title='Happy Dipawali'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-115915860249262009</id><published>2006-09-25T09:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-25T10:00:02.510+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Update - 25.09.2006</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl. I am now a CA. i have also moved to blore for my job. The city is fun. now hopefully i will post more regularly. thats it for now. have fun and take fare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-115915860249262009?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/115915860249262009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=115915860249262009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/115915860249262009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/115915860249262009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/09/life-update-25092006.html' title='Life Update - 25.09.2006'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-114780367440787310</id><published>2006-05-16T23:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:51:14.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Update - 16/05/2006</title><content type='html'>Exams over, now the wait begins for the result. even thinking about results gets me tensed. god knows wat will happen. One of the important events that happened in the last 45 days is that i talked to my long lost friend AMIT. we found each other thru orkut (basically he was the one who found me). it was awesome to be back in touch with a friend whom u never expected to hear form again. more on that later. Life over all is going ok. exams were ok. other spheres of life going ok too. i need to decide wat i need to do next. cant just waste the next two months waiting for the results. need to make good use of this time. have nothing is mind yet. but a job seems to be the best option. i could definately use the extra pocket money. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time i feel soo happy (keep guessing y).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-114780367440787310?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/114780367440787310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=114780367440787310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/114780367440787310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/114780367440787310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-update-16052006.html' title='Life Update - 16/05/2006'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-114371337821133068</id><published>2006-03-30T15:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:39:38.220+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Update - 30/03/2006</title><content type='html'>Roughly a month a to go for my CA Final exams. Prepairations going well but as usual i am a few days behind schedule, but its nothing serious. i am under a lot of presure to clear this time. a lot depends on it. i have put in hard work but somewhere i always feel i could have done better. and i need to do better. i must do better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends moving out of the city. some for jobs others for studies. i will miss their company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-114371337821133068?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/114371337821133068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=114371337821133068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/114371337821133068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/114371337821133068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-update-30032006.html' title='Life Update - 30/03/2006'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-114042494681063255</id><published>2006-02-20T14:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-20T14:12:27.453+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Haeven - Bryan Adams</title><content type='html'>Oh - thinkin' about all our younger years&lt;br/&gt;There was only you and me &lt;br/&gt;We were young and wild and free &lt;br/&gt;Now nothin' can take you away from me &lt;br/&gt;We bin down that road before &lt;br/&gt;But that's over now &lt;br/&gt;You keep me comin' back for more &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Baby you're all that I want &lt;br/&gt;When you're lyin' here in my arms &lt;br/&gt;I'm findin' it hard to believe &lt;br/&gt;We're in heaven &lt;br/&gt;And love is all that I need &lt;br/&gt;And I found it there in your heart &lt;br/&gt;It isn't too hard to see &lt;br/&gt;We're in heaven &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh - once in your life you find someone &lt;br/&gt;Who will turn your world around &lt;br/&gt;Bring you up when you're feelin' down &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ya - nothin' could change what you mean to me &lt;br/&gt;Oh there's lots that I could say &lt;br/&gt;But just hold me now &lt;br/&gt;Cause our love will light the way &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;N' baby you're all that I want &lt;br/&gt;When you're lyin' here in my arms &lt;br/&gt;I'm findin' it hard to believe &lt;br/&gt;We're in heaven &lt;br/&gt;And love is all that I need &lt;br/&gt;And I found it there in your heart &lt;br/&gt;It isn't too hard to see &lt;br/&gt;We're in heaven &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've bin waitin' for so long &lt;br/&gt;For something to arrive &lt;br/&gt;For love to come along &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now our dreams are comin' true &lt;br/&gt;Through the good times and the bad &lt;br/&gt;Ya - I'll be standin' there by you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-114042494681063255?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/114042494681063255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=114042494681063255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/114042494681063255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/114042494681063255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/02/haeven-bryan-adams.html' title='Haeven - Bryan Adams'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-113828969039608185</id><published>2006-01-26T21:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-26T21:04:50.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Beefing Up Firefox</title><content type='html'>Here are a few way to beef up your Firefox.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THEMES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Azerty III 2.0 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– This has a great collection of replacement icons for firefox. Its doesn’t change the color or anything just the icons. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/themes/moreinfo.php?id=1439&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Azerty II 2.0 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– The predecessor of the one mentioned above. Equally good collection of icons. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/themes/moreinfo.php?id=929&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noia 2.0 (eXtreme) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– If you like fancy themes this is one of the best I have come across. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/themes/moreinfo.php?id=72&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXTENSIONS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Google Toolbar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– If you Google this is a must have. Direct search for Gmail, Desktop, and Web. [&lt;a href="http://toolbar.google.com/firefox/index.html"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IE Tab &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– Lets you open a page in IE as a tab in Firefox. Quite useful if you happen to stumble upon a page that’s not Firefox compliant. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=1419&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;StumbleUpon 2.2 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– If you are online and looking for some interesting random pages this extension is for you. It adds a toolbar to Firefox. Whenever you click the Stumble button some random page as per your predefined interest is opened. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=138&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tab X &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– This is a life saver. In firefox if you need to close a tab you have to first choose it and in the process displaying the contents of the page (which you might not want). This extension adds a close button to every tab. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=785&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AJAX Yahoo! Mail &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– If you have a yahoo mail account you should download this. It lets you see the content of your mail without leaving the inbox. Just click on the [+] sign to the left of the mail and it opens right there in your inbox. No matter how big the mail everything will be displayed including pictures. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=1127&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image Toolbar 0.6.3 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– Gives you the option to save, info about, copy and print a picture whenever you hover above the picture. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=243&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drag drop Upload &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– This is my favorite. We all hate the process of attaching files to web based emails. We have to do that one by one (browse – select - add). Now picture this you need to mail 10 pictures to your friend. Instead of doing this you select the 10 pictures from the explorer window and drag it to the text box for attachment and you are done. Sounds unbelievable … [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=1712&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hyperwords &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– Makes every word web enteractive. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=1941&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Firefox Showcase &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;– Shows a thumbnail of all the tabs that are open in firefox. [&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?id=1810&amp;application=firefox"&gt;Download it&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hope you find the above Themes and Extensions useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-113828969039608185?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/113828969039608185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=113828969039608185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113828969039608185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113828969039608185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/01/beefing-up-firefox.html' title='Beefing Up Firefox'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-113678581827129760</id><published>2006-01-09T11:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-10T12:24:30.273+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love - Heven or Hell</title><content type='html'>Was surfing through some blogs and came across this write up on Love. Its quite interesting.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The above write up was copied from - http://speakup18.blogspot.com/&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Though I don’t agree with the views fully but some of the facts can’t be denied. And I don’t hate love. Being in love can be as good as being in Heaven or as bad as being in Hell. Its all depends on what you make of it. So give love a chance. Fall in love atleast once in your lifetime.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-113678581827129760?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/113678581827129760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=113678581827129760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113678581827129760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113678581827129760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-heven-or-hell.html' title='Love - Heven or Hell'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-113619847431285787</id><published>2006-01-02T15:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-03T12:25:14.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A New Year Has Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/New%20Year%20Party%202006%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/400/New%20Year%20Party%202006%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to you all. May all of us have a great 2006. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix great food, good music, cool friends and free booze … what you get is an awesome party. And that’s exactly what we had … A party to remember. 2006 started with a bang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do on 31st was the top most item in my TO DO list since Christmas. After much turmoil and waiting for my friends I opted for the Shesha party at Nalban named the Morocco Night with Ridhima Sahanika &amp; Varun. I had spend most of my new years with my friends in clubs or at their places. So there was obvious excitement about the Morocco Night party. I was hoping my other friends could join me to the party but none were ready (All had some problem or the other). Harsh was very eager to go initially but he finally said a no (I think his gal ditched him). Then I came to know that Sid was coming with three of his friends. That was kind of a relief. Its always good to have old friends around. Sid and his friends were awesome company, I really enjoyed with them. The party would have been half as much fun hadn’t it been for them. Thank you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridhima as usual was rocking the dance floor along with Farena and Sid. And I, as you might have guessed, was struggling to keep up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varun was perplexed about the sex of the Belly dancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahanika was busy with her PR. (this annoyed Varun a little … just a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avinash couldn’t take off his eyes away from the Pole dancers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all the party was great. We drank, ate and danced to our heart's content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-113619847431285787?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/113619847431285787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=113619847431285787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113619847431285787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113619847431285787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-has-come.html' title='A New Year Has Come'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-113431314868018826</id><published>2005-12-11T20:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:29:09.836+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Anirudh's Wedding</title><content type='html'>If you are a regular visitor of my blog you must have noticed that I haven’t been blogging much recently. After the exams I just didn’t feel like blogging. I just don’t seem to be able to find any topic. So I thought I would just bring you guys to light speed with what is happening in my life. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After the CA exams ended the next big thing lined up was Ani’s (Anirudh Damani) wedding. The first wedding in our group. We all were pretty excited. From the day Ani was engaged we have been thinking about his wedding gift. Our minds journeyed from a holiday trip to a pair of watch, but we could not reach a decision. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You will agree with me when I say that no marriage is complete without a bachelor’s party. Ani was not planning to give us one. That was a golden opportunity for a perfect wedding gift. A late night party at a disc. Harsh and Rungta (his name is Ashish) finalized the plan and CLOUD 9 was the venue chosen. Manjharee’s (the bride) friends were also invited. It was kept a secret form the Ani and Manjharee. It was supposed to be a surprise for them … and they were quite surprised. Rungta told them that he was taking them to meet some friend of his and instead led them to Cloud 9. It was some awesome party. Everyone enjoyed thoroughly. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The marriage celebrations commenced form the 30th. &lt;em&gt;Kirtan &lt;/em&gt;on day 1 (30.11.2005), &lt;em&gt;Sangeet &lt;/em&gt;on day 2 (1.12.2005), The Reception on day 3 (2.12.2005), and the Marriage on day 4 (3.12.2005). &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Initially there were plans for not even one bachelor’s party and ultimately we ended up having 2 of them. Ani’s elder bro, Kishore Bhaiya threw a bash and that too in cloud 9.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It was quite an experience seeing my friends got married. The thought that we would be in his position soon was both terrifying and sweet. It is times like this that I wish I had that someone special in my life. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We also went to Ani’s place on his first night. His room was very well decorated and quite a sight. And we also gave him the most common gift a friends would give another on his First Night. Comeon … don’t tell me you cant figure that one out.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wishing both Anirudh and Manjharee a very happy married life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One topic of continuous discussion among our friend group during the wedding was that who would be next. The major contestants were Harsh and Abhyuday.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The wedding and all the parties are now over. Time for me to start preparing for the MBA exams which are just around the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-113431314868018826?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/113431314868018826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=113431314868018826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113431314868018826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113431314868018826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/12/anirudhs-wedding.html' title='Anirudh&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-113254718267319274</id><published>2005-11-21T09:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-24T11:49:24.926+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SWOT Analysis</title><content type='html'>SWOT Analysis. Many of us must be familiar with the term but for those who are not it means Strengths, Weaknesses, Opportunities and Threats Analysis. Hmmm, what if I do a SWOT analysis of myself, just for kicks. So here goes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;STRENGTHS&lt;br/&gt;1: Caring (My Ex-GF still thinks so … must be true)&lt;br/&gt;2: Good Reputation (Hope I have one with you)&lt;br/&gt;3: Passionate (in more than one ways)&lt;br/&gt;4: Amazing Family &amp; Friends (I am really blessed)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;WEAKNESSES&lt;br/&gt;1: Introvert (I find it hard to mingle with strangers)&lt;br/&gt;2: Can’t dance (… even if my life depended on it)&lt;br/&gt;3: Can’t drive (its high time I learned)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;OPPORTUNITIES&lt;br/&gt;1: On the edge of clearing the CA final exams.&lt;br/&gt;2: On the edge of getting the gal I love. (Oh! I live life on the edge .. hehehe)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;THREATS&lt;br/&gt;1: Sometimes tempted to quit (you give a CA Exam and you might feel the same way)&lt;br/&gt;2: Sometimes I just can’t say NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-113254718267319274?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/113254718267319274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=113254718267319274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113254718267319274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/113254718267319274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/11/swot-analysis.html' title='SWOT Analysis'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112902848904467546</id><published>2005-10-11T16:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:31:29.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Ekdlia Evergreen Pandal&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/320/Image0081.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/400/Image008.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112902848904467546?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112902848904467546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112902848904467546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112902848904467546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112902848904467546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/10/ekdlia-evergreen-pandal.html' title=''/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112902835549455144</id><published>2005-10-11T16:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:29:15.500+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Idol&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/320/Image007.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/400/Image007.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112902835549455144?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112902835549455144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112902835549455144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112902835549455144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112902835549455144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/10/idol.html' title=''/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112902828771927502</id><published>2005-10-11T16:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:28:07.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Durga Pujas&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/320/Image009.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/400/Image009.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112902828771927502?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112902828771927502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112902828771927502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112902828771927502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112902828771927502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/10/durga-pujas.html' title=''/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112644491985958641</id><published>2005-09-11T18:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:04:01.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Search</title><content type='html'>I searched some of the well known search engines for the following string - "when was britney spears born". Only Google gave me wat i was looking for. Msn did come close ... but it was a result from Wikipedia. The most advanced search engine of then all ... The results speak for themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/GO_Search.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/400/GO_Search.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/MS_Search.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/400/MS_Search.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/YA_Search.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/400/YA_Search.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/1600/PS_Search.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1963/562/400/PS_Search.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112644491985958641?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112644491985958641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112644491985958641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112644491985958641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112644491985958641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/09/interesting-search.html' title='Interesting Search'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112641573603192305</id><published>2005-09-11T10:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-11T10:45:36.056+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nano Technology + Apple iPod</title><content type='html'>You think Apple iPod was cool and iPod Mini even cooler... then this will blow u away. The all new Apple iPod Nano. Just when we thought that 4 GBs of songs couldn't be fitted in something smaller than the iPod Mini there is iPod Nano. Its smaller, thinner (might give ur GF some serious complex. and there is always the "J" factor) and more Feature Rich (color display just to mention one). At just 3.5"x1.6"x0.27" (trust me i didnt type that incorrectly) this Nano Baby is now first on my wish list. Oh i forgot the weight ... it weights just 1.5 ounces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/"&gt;Check out the iPod Nano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112641573603192305?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112641573603192305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112641573603192305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112641573603192305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112641573603192305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/09/nano-technology-apple-ipod.html' title='Nano Technology + Apple iPod'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112481011084022878</id><published>2005-08-23T20:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:45:10.873+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister's little son Pratik on his bday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/640/Pratik%20%287%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/320/Pratik%20%287%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112481011084022878?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112481011084022878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112481011084022878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112481011084022878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112481011084022878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-sisters-little-son-pratik-on-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112367690506351023</id><published>2005-08-10T17:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:01:04.056+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Baby's Day Out - Shopping</title><content type='html'>Shopping is fun and its even more fun if you are accompanied by two beautiful ladies (Amrita and Priyanka). Its the best shopping season here in Kolkata, all the season end sales have started. From Pantaloons to Nick Nish the sale is on everywhere. The papers are full of adds ... 40% off, 50% off and 60% off (believe it its true). Like all other Calcuttans I too decided to join the Shopping frenzy. All I was looking for was a cheap watch and a formal shirt. First Stop Vardan ... found nothing. Second Stop Nick Nish. They usually have a good collection of watches and during the sale u get them for rock bottom prices (150-200). But to our surprise most of the stock was already sold out. Disappointed I was. I was a little too late. So I finally ended up buying ... nothing. 3 hours of shopping and I came back home empty handed. But it was still fun and i enjoyed. Have a nice day. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112367690506351023?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112367690506351023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112367690506351023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112367690506351023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112367690506351023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/08/babys-day-out-shopping.html' title='Baby&apos;s Day Out - Shopping'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112367448911740021</id><published>2005-08-10T17:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-10T17:25:35.900+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Abu's Idea of a Sat Night Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/640/Abu.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/320/Abu.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken on the eve of friendship day (5th August 2005 - saturday) at CCD Lounge around 11.15 pm. And all that interestd Mr. Abhyuday was the newspaper. Todays News served Stale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112367448911740021?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112367448911740021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112367448911740021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112367448911740021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112367448911740021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/08/abus-idea-of-sat-night-party.html' title='Abu&apos;s Idea of a Sat Night Party'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112342344681179743</id><published>2005-08-07T19:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-07T19:34:06.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friendship Day</title><content type='html'>Hello buddies ... Warm friendship day wishes to u all.&lt;br /&gt;My day was a blast. Watched 2 movies (Stealth and Virudh) at Inox City Centre today with my friends. Had lunch at Aajad Hind (salt lake). &lt;br /&gt;Gave Harsh some centi comments and managed an ice cream treat from him ... saved us a whole 100 bucks. Thanks dude.&lt;br /&gt;Mom not at home right now ... but I am quite sure that when she returns i am in for a good scolding for partying the whole day. She is very concerned about my CA Final Exams coming up in Nov. Hope all u guys had a blast too. Signing off. Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112342344681179743?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112342344681179743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112342344681179743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112342344681179743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112342344681179743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-friendship-day.html' title='Happy Friendship Day'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112314530549461203</id><published>2005-08-04T14:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-04T14:18:25.500+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday To ADARSH</title><content type='html'>A very happy birthday to my buddy Adarsh. Hope you have a great day today. We were at his place at 630 in the morning. As usual the fun part was putting cake on ad's face and free &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nasta&lt;/span&gt;. Planning a party in the evening too. Took some good pic in the morning will be posting them on my &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/anantsancheti"&gt;Homepage&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112314530549461203?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112314530549461203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112314530549461203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112314530549461203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112314530549461203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-bday-to-adarsh.html' title='Happy Bday To ADARSH'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112290987526315123</id><published>2005-08-01T20:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:54:35.293+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Match The Character in the Picture</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 weeks since I last accessed my hotmail account or rather I should say that it has been 2 weeks since I was last able to access my hotmail account. Every time I try to sign in it asks me to match the characters in the picture. I do as told and when i press continue I am taken back to the sign in page. It has been a infinite loop. Its really frustrating ... going thru all that trouble just to access a &lt;strong&gt;PUNY 2 MB&lt;/strong&gt; mailbox. So I decided to scrap my hotmail account. So all u people stop mailing me on my hotmail account. Hotmail Sucks. I sometimes wonder y do people still use it. Wats good in it. If u know ... feel free to tell me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112290987526315123?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112290987526315123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112290987526315123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112290987526315123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112290987526315123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/08/match-character-in-picture.html' title='Match The Character in the Picture'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-112124184122391928</id><published>2005-07-13T13:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-13T13:34:01.230+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho</title><content type='html'>Quote 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When soneone sees the same people everyday, as had happened with him at the seminary, they wind up becoming a part of that person's life. And then they want the person to change. If soneone isnt what others want them to be, the others become angry. Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Quote 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everyone when they are young, knows what their destiny is. At that point in their lives, everything is clear and everything is possible. They are not afraid to dream, and to yearn for everything they would like to see happen to them in their lives. But, as time passes, a mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for them to realise their destiny.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-112124184122391928?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/112124184122391928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=112124184122391928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112124184122391928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/112124184122391928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/07/alchemist-paulo-coelho.html' title='The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-111737940460887505</id><published>2005-05-29T20:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-29T20:40:04.613+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boring Sunday</title><content type='html'>Its a "Sunday". After exams every day should be a Sunday but for me the situation is quite different. The Sunday doesn't seem like a Sunday anymore. I was bored to death today. I don't have anywhere to go. Feed up staying at home. I don't feel like doing anything either. I haven't even taken my bath and its around 8.30 pm. In this hot summer month where people take like 2 to 3 baths I haven't taken even one. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I am feeling so low. May be everyone except me has something or the other to do. A feel left out ... and its no ones fault.]&lt;br /&gt;  I just feel like talking to someone ...&lt;br /&gt;  I feel like thinking about love ...&lt;br /&gt;  I feel like crying ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I have lost my head ... may be its the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I need a bath ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111737940460887505?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111737940460887505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111737940460887505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111737940460887505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111737940460887505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/05/boring-sunday.html' title='Boring Sunday'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-111694984754064959</id><published>2005-05-24T20:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-24T21:23:40.880+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The reason it hurts so much to seperate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives bofore this one and in each of them we've found each other. And maybe each time, we've been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this goodbye is both a goodbye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.&lt;br /&gt;When i look at you, i see your beauty and grace and know they have grown stronger with every life we have lived. And i know I have spent every life before this one searching for you. Not someone like you, but you, for your soul and mine must always come together. And then, for a reason neither of us understands, we've been forced to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;i would love to tell you that everything will work out for us, and i promise to do all i can to make sure it does. But if we never meet again and this is truely goodbye,i know we will see each other again in another life. We will find each other again, and maybe the stars will have changed, and we will not only love each other in that time, but for all the times we've had before. - "The Notebook" By: Nicolas Sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111694984754064959?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111694984754064959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111694984754064959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111694984754064959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111694984754064959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/05/thousand-lives.html' title='A Thousand Lives'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-111694847162419074</id><published>2005-05-24T20:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-24T21:22:22.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Poets often describe love as an emotion that we cant control, one that overwhelms logic and common sence. That's what it was like for me. I didn't plan on falling in love with you, and i doubt if you planned on falling in love with me. But once we meet, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has happened only once, and that's why every minute we spend together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it. - "The Notebook" By: Nicolas Sparks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111694847162419074?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111694847162419074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111694847162419074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111694847162419074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111694847162419074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-111660975987232276</id><published>2005-05-20T22:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-20T22:52:39.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Truth and Honesty</title><content type='html'>Honesty is the best policy.&lt;br /&gt;Always speek the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Is that applicable anymore???&lt;br /&gt;People cant take the truth and people just dont respect honesty anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you may pay dearly for saying the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111660975987232276?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111660975987232276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111660975987232276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111660975987232276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111660975987232276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/05/truth-and-honesty.html' title='Truth and Honesty'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-111527525652877627</id><published>2005-05-05T12:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-05T12:10:56.540+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREAT NEWS : My bro got admited in CRIST COLLEGE, Banglore. He will be joining on 27th June. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111527525652877627?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111527525652877627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111527525652877627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111527525652877627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111527525652877627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/05/great-news-my-bro-got-admited-in-crist.html' title=''/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-111485866209814822</id><published>2005-04-30T16:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-30T16:30:57.993+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>Me on my birthday ... its was 7.00 in the morining ... i wake up to find my friends at the door ... nice surprise guys. i think there was more cake on my face than wat i ate ... such wastage of FOOD ... :-) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/50/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/200/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111485866209814822?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111485866209814822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111485866209814822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111485866209814822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352013/posts/default/111485866209814822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me'/><author><name>Anant Sancheti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00602448512476670616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dB2oltmMFuw/Rv1U4sQvewI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/rtRaAqaPhHA/s320/31032007091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352013.post-111474759299761865</id><published>2005-04-29T09:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-29T09:36:32.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vishal. Me, Ambarish &amp; Tushar at Gunjan's BPO opening&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/50/Picture%200061.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/200/Picture%200061.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111474759299761865?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111474759299761865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111474759299761865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/50/pict0010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/200/pict0010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111254721538947057?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111254721538947057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111254721538947057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/50/Image002.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/200/Image002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111182789822216617?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111182789822216617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111182789822216617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/50/Image004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/200/Image004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111182784836851690?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111182784836851690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111182784836851690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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HAPPY HOLI TO ALL&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/50/Image006.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/200/Image006.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-111182782088030072?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/111182782088030072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=111182782088030072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/50/Ambrish%20Bday%2018.02.05%20(1).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/238/1731/200/Ambrish%20Bday%2018.02.05%20(1).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352013-110898330681192284?l=anantsancheti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anantsancheti.blogspot.com/feeds/110898330681192284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352013&amp;postID=110898330681192284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Use It Well</title><content type='html'>Imagine. . . . There is a bank that credits your account each morning with Rs. 86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out ALL OF IT, of course!!!! Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no going back. There is no drawing against the "tomorrow." You must live in the present on today's deposits. 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