<?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-1290408246693810990</id><updated>2011-12-01T01:13:23.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 42 Bits</title><subtitle type='html'>All my personal information which are not personal :-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-4846832163989898565</id><published>2011-05-24T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:07:15.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XKCD alt+tab about wikipedia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Wikipedia trivia: if you take any article, click on the first link in  the article text not in parentheses or italics, and then repeat, you  will eventually end up at "Philosophy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting observation !....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote Wikipedia&amp;nbsp; about Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philosophy&lt;/b&gt; is the study of general and fundamental problems, such  as those connected with existence, knowledge, values, reason, mind, and  language&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time Wikipedia's first sentence about anything is about its definition, its origin, its usage. The first hyper link eventually is a common noun. If the clicking goes on it eventually get classified as science, mathematics, music, finance, language and so on. And all these happen to point "Philosophy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-4846832163989898565?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/4846832163989898565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=4846832163989898565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4846832163989898565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4846832163989898565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/05/xkcd-alttab-about-wikipedia.html' title='XKCD alt+tab about wikipedia'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5945891682937229410</id><published>2011-05-14T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:31:44.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenga in Ideal world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUKrdCCgU4o/Tc7UUFeAK1I/AAAAAAAADbo/s4yHCrNnL8Q/s1600/jenga.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jenga tops my list of doing things socially. Jenga, a "sequential-consequential" (i named it for fun) game that can be played with 2 or more players. During the game players take turn to remove a block from a tower and keep it at the top to make it taller and increasingly unstable.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUKrdCCgU4o/Tc7UUFeAK1I/AAAAAAAADbo/s4yHCrNnL8Q/s1600/jenga.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUKrdCCgU4o/Tc7UUFeAK1I/AAAAAAAADbo/s4yHCrNnL8Q/s320/jenga.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;John Nash would say that the game is flawed. A bunch of nerds could easily figure out the winner's position and they will fight for that. But hey..there's an assumption .&amp;nbsp; It assumes the players have steady hand and a collapse happens because of lack of remaining move for stable tower. Least to state, The uniform shape of blocks to millimeter accuracy is also assumed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;From wikipedia: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Uri Zwick has analyzed the game using techniques of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Combinatorial_game_theory" title="Combinatorial game theory"&gt;combinatorial game theory&lt;/a&gt;,  under the assumption that players have perfectly steady hands and so  the game only ends when a player is forced to collapse the tower through  lack of any remaining move which would leave it in a stable state. In a  two-player game starting with a tower of &lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt; ≥ 4 layers, the first player can win if and only if &lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt; is not divisible by 3&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/1290408246693810990-5945891682937229410?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5945891682937229410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5945891682937229410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5945891682937229410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5945891682937229410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/05/jenga-in-ideal-world.html' title='Jenga in Ideal world!'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUKrdCCgU4o/Tc7UUFeAK1I/AAAAAAAADbo/s4yHCrNnL8Q/s72-c/jenga.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-6638285638605027878</id><published>2011-05-10T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T05:33:36.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the silicon valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fire in the Valley: The making of personal computers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KApnzZR3mJE/TckwiV96tNI/AAAAAAAADbQ/Nu43KSU-vtI/s1600/computers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KApnzZR3mJE/TckwiV96tNI/AAAAAAAADbQ/Nu43KSU-vtI/s400/computers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Almost 400 pages of demonstration of emergence in silicon valley of personal computer market. The book was first written in 1999 but it has updated itself to pass the test of time. A must read book, i would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though a movie titled "Pirates of the silicon valley" is there for the ones who don't like reading books. &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;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-6638285638605027878?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/6638285638605027878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=6638285638605027878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6638285638605027878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6638285638605027878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/05/pirates-of-silicon-valley.html' title='Pirates of the silicon valley'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KApnzZR3mJE/TckwiV96tNI/AAAAAAAADbQ/Nu43KSU-vtI/s72-c/computers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-19455130026394325</id><published>2011-05-08T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:41:15.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to fix computer - The Oatmeal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBAJQinUy4I/TbFLsEosIDI/AAAAAAAADZo/qPjoMLzufG4/s1600/box-vs.-animals-cardboard-box-something-of-that-ilk-dog-hamster-bird-human-cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBAJQinUy4I/TbFLsEosIDI/AAAAAAAADZo/qPjoMLzufG4/s640/box-vs.-animals-cardboard-box-something-of-that-ilk-dog-hamster-bird-human-cat.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2694063498845076015?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2694063498845076015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2694063498845076015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2694063498845076015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2694063498845076015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/04/animals-reactions-to-being-placed.html' title='Animals&apos; reactions to being placed inside a cardboard'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBAJQinUy4I/TbFLsEosIDI/AAAAAAAADZo/qPjoMLzufG4/s72-c/box-vs.-animals-cardboard-box-something-of-that-ilk-dog-hamster-bird-human-cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-3951947422942242582</id><published>2011-04-21T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T05:33:28.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God of small things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When she finished graduation school, she won admission into a mediocre college of engineering for post graduation. It wasn’t the outcome of any serious interest in engineering. Nor even, in fact, of a superficial one. She just happened to have applied to the university, and happened to get through. The staff were impressed by the size (enormous), rather than the originality, of her design ideas and programming skills. The carelessness and recklessness were mistaken for confidence, though in truth, she was no brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She spent eight years in college without finishing on a job note.The fees were low and it wasn’t hard to scratch out a living, staying in the hostel,eating in the subsidized student mess, rarely going to class, working instead as a researcher in gloomy university research facility that exploited cheap student labor. The other students, particularly the boys, were intimidated by her waywardness and almost fierce lack of ambition. They left her alone. She was never invited to their nice homes or noisy parties. Even her professors were a little wary of her–her bizarre, impractical design ideas, her lack of enthusiasm to publish papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the university along with the research facility lost its patience. She had to pack her bag and go somewhere, certainly not home. The last time she packed her stuffs it was hardly 2 boxes, this time she had got hell a lot of stuff. Most of them were thrown anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be difficult for her to find a living for sure but the life is going to change a lot from what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best&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/1290408246693810990-3951947422942242582?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3951947422942242582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=3951947422942242582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3951947422942242582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3951947422942242582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/04/god-of-small-things.html' title='God of small things'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5528052718996824265</id><published>2011-04-20T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T03:15:15.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome stuff from XKCD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kJe0OnCwK7w/Ta6yELPqZDI/AAAAAAAADZY/Go5xcULhVb4/s1600/heaven.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kJe0OnCwK7w/Ta6yELPqZDI/AAAAAAAADZY/Go5xcULhVb4/s1600/heaven.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you've never had sex, this is what it feels like. Complete with the  brief feeling of satisfaction, followed by ennui, followed by getting  bored and trying to make it happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/1290408246693810990-5528052718996824265?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5528052718996824265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5528052718996824265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5528052718996824265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5528052718996824265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/04/awesome-stuff-from-xkcd.html' title='Awesome stuff from XKCD'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kJe0OnCwK7w/Ta6yELPqZDI/AAAAAAAADZY/Go5xcULhVb4/s72-c/heaven.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-7348783330935160322</id><published>2011-04-20T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T03:13:26.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$115 start-up 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&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/1290408246693810990-7348783330935160322?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7348783330935160322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=7348783330935160322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7348783330935160322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7348783330935160322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/04/115-start-up-20.html' title='$115 start-up 2.0'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-3629934971797535581</id><published>2011-03-16T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T03:26:40.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OCBC Cycle Singapore 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its been quiet a while since the OCBC Cycle Singapore race got over. A little more than a month before the race i had started to log the heart rate data from the sensor just to see if there is any correlation.&amp;nbsp;Definitely the data related to performance improves over time and an&amp;nbsp;empirical equation can be written with parameters as Weight, Heart rate, cadence, Distance, time for completion to give a rating on scale of 10 about performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What more could be important is sEmg data from Calf muscle ! ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cycle-only data ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="570" src="https://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?hl=en&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;key=0AskS9WatNHKRdEd0QWp2b3hwbUxMdmx0T0NZUzFQbWc&amp;amp;single=true&amp;amp;gid=0&amp;amp;output=html&amp;amp;widget=true" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of race there was a free sEmg of back at the Formula 1 pit building. The 12 electrodes along the back gave interesting data and hence the health of back. Looks like the technology is far more matured than one would believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway an image from the race. Thanks Sabine !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_nGXDqvUcuY/TXT3KJkZxBI/AAAAAAAADN8/iraTDv_eYag/s1600/6.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_nGXDqvUcuY/TXT3KJkZxBI/AAAAAAAADN8/iraTDv_eYag/s320/6.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sabineinsingapore/5501545246/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/sabineinsingapore/5501545246/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The OCBC Cycle Singapore 2011 was first such event for me and it was a great experience. Thanks to the &amp;nbsp;organizers. I started early morning from my home for the race venue (it was almost 18 kms away!). By 0645 I was there for the 0715 flag off. I was starting 2283. Sagar was way ahead of me starting 376 and Yoolim was starting 8000.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I never took this as a race but a fun ride and believe me i finished it without breaking a sweat. Though the timing was sucky like 1:18:51 and i'll need to reduce it by 15 minutes at least but it was a cool ride. The pleasant singapore morning with the breeze, roads devoid of cars and only the sound of air gushing by..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The next step is Sun Down Marathon on 28th May. Lets see how much air i have left in my lungs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A video of cyclists fighting for fraction of seconds at OCBC Cycle Singapore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/_Mw3uELT7iA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Mw3uELT7iA?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Mw3uELT7iA?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/1290408246693810990-3629934971797535581?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3629934971797535581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=3629934971797535581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3629934971797535581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3629934971797535581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/03/ocbc-cycle-singapore-2011.html' title='OCBC Cycle Singapore 2011'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_nGXDqvUcuY/TXT3KJkZxBI/AAAAAAAADN8/iraTDv_eYag/s72-c/6.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-9002245745013680615</id><published>2011-03-02T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T21:29:47.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;21-02-11: As usual the ARL-team left the lab early morning in a bus bound for Pasir Ris. Costa Sands resort, Pasir ris, the far north-east was decided to be the retreat location for 2011. One can expect myself to be missing from the bus :). The plan for me was to cycle all the way from my home, some 30-32 odd kilometers. It was a relatively new route for me and ever since losing my GPS, paper map was the only way to navigate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the inevitable happened ;). I took a wrong "right" turn from balestier road and i figured it out only when i had reached to the mouth of Macritchie Reservoir. Now the distance to destination was 40 kms atleast.&amp;nbsp; To be punctual in time i had only 1 hour. I cycled back to Balestier road in full throttle and then managed to get a cab who agreed to take my bike, though dismantled. nevertheless after an "adventurous journey" as&amp;nbsp; Mandar termed it, i was at destination. What followed was 8-8 hours of meeting !!!&amp;nbsp; separated by an overnight stay. Here's a nice pic of team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Yv2WIGmoowk/TW8R3ZGM9CI/AAAAAAAADKc/qFVe_oWaayY/s1600/group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Yv2WIGmoowk/TW8R3ZGM9CI/AAAAAAAADKc/qFVe_oWaayY/s320/group.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things happened that will impact my life to follow and will remain untold here.&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever happened in that room should not go out ;)".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-9002245745013680615?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/9002245745013680615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=9002245745013680615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/9002245745013680615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/9002245745013680615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/03/retreat-20.html' title='Retreat 2.0'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Yv2WIGmoowk/TW8R3ZGM9CI/AAAAAAAADKc/qFVe_oWaayY/s72-c/group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-8879147708770985239</id><published>2011-02-17T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T04:18:44.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it sank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;16-02-2011: One of the junk boat in Ha long bay sinks at the brink of sunset. The pleasing murky sound of the boats finally creeped killing 12 tourists on board. From what i remember about the boats, i can say that if you in one of the basement room and open the window of room, you can almost touch water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-pacific-12490523"&gt;More from BBC&lt;/a&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/1290408246693810990-8879147708770985239?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8879147708770985239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=8879147708770985239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8879147708770985239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8879147708770985239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-it-sank.html' title='And it sank'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-644416396370375339</id><published>2011-02-08T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:14:23.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bloodhound project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s3mAPc9NcC4?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s3mAPc9NcC4?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-644416396370375339?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/644416396370375339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=644416396370375339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/644416396370375339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/644416396370375339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/02/bloodhound-project.html' title='The bloodhound project'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2823442434787839846</id><published>2011-02-08T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:21:55.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the back of my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEoQQRRVqI/AAAAAAAAC94/ORJHSovkyeI/s1600/DSC03256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEoQQRRVqI/AAAAAAAAC94/ORJHSovkyeI/s320/DSC03256.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Suren, somewhere near Manali, August 2009.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was our first such road trip. Never knew then that it will become passion for coming years. &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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEotgm9DEI/AAAAAAAAC98/ObYwbzk2Tm8/s1600/DSC00700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEotgm9DEI/AAAAAAAAC98/ObYwbzk2Tm8/s200/DSC00700.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sagar ! August, 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cycling in Italy - August 2010 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The origin of this trip is at Brewerkz, Singapore. We were drunk till neck and head, Yoolim was in Korea. He asked me to come to his home for some more real alcohol. We headed home and after reaching, rested ourselves in couch. Out of no where a discussion started about distance of La Spezia from Milan. We realized that it can be cycled(remember we were drunk) and then it became a reality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were little aware of the fact that we will end up in hilly terrain and not on a flat land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEo3aDgDLI/AAAAAAAAC-A/PZ5oBFjSRms/s1600/P8170049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEo3aDgDLI/AAAAAAAAC-A/PZ5oBFjSRms/s200/P8170049.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;Finally the picture near bracco pass at the end&lt;br /&gt;of day 4 perhaps!. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We landed at Malpensa Airport, some 55 kms away from Milan. The hotel where we were supposed to assemble our bike was near.&amp;nbsp; The journey started at the Hotel and the aim was Pavia ,110 kms away in 4 hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We relied on Hand-held GPS for our navigation and often we started meeting dead-ends and loops as the Maps were outdated. But the worst was waiting. Some 50 Kms away from Malpensa at a place called Abbiategrasso, we met rain, the chilling water was new to the Indian skin. We decided to stop for a coffee. The run against time started, the pouring was incessant and sun was dipping exponentially now. We decided to continue our journey in the rain Sagar was leading me, throttling. We were constantly touching 35 km/hr speed and this speed continued for more than an hour before i started feeling fatigue in my hands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It was raining and raining like in hell but then also every simple drop of water that touched the lips was salty" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember we were carrying our luggage, almost 12kgs, in 3 bags. The rain and load from back to the hand ! Anyway it was bearable. 15 mins more and my calf muscle, the left one gave up. It was time for anti-inflammatory. 10 mins it took for the the tablet to show its affect and we were on course now. I dragged myself to Pavia finally. It was almost 9:30 pm by the time we reached hotel. The trip was almost over for me. We took hot shower and limped around for dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The morning came, I tried to warm up and to my surprise, I was fine, ready for the challenge again. The feeling was nice. Rapallo was the aim today, via Geneo and Chiavari, more than 200 kms away. We decided to cover 90 kms by train. Even the train journey was eventful, such the turn of time, we were fined 50 euros for "ignorance" :), Nevermind. All in all this was the best day. We covered lot of places, where the climbs were crazy but the Mediterranean view was compensation for that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEznpa6cLI/AAAAAAAAC-U/pVWjPolI_ew/s1600/DSC00662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEznpa6cLI/AAAAAAAAC-U/pVWjPolI_ew/s320/DSC00662.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We reached Rapallo well in time, had a nice evening food and went for sleep early.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Bracco pass waited between us and La Spezia now. Though the pass was reached but my left knee was out this time. From the top of the pass it was all down hill and we reached bottom. La Spezia was 25 kms from there and nearest railway station, Levanto, was 8-9 kms. I decided for myself to switch to Levanto. I still remember the pain of cycling those last few kms, it makes me smile today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It wasn't the end anyway :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEqWWj5VOI/AAAAAAAAC-M/tRZTjOsTrag/s1600/DSC01024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEqWWj5VOI/AAAAAAAAC-M/tRZTjOsTrag/s320/DSC01024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pulau ubin quarry, February 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2823442434787839846?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2823442434787839846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2823442434787839846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2823442434787839846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2823442434787839846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-back-of-my-mind.html' title='From the back of my mind'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TVEoQQRRVqI/AAAAAAAAC94/ORJHSovkyeI/s72-c/DSC03256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5049407181939607165</id><published>2011-02-01T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:18:51.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The silence of a lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TUgkE6QtFuI/AAAAAAAAC7c/Gqcevw7LfgU/s1600/girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TUgkE6QtFuI/AAAAAAAAC7c/Gqcevw7LfgU/s1600/girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-5049407181939607165?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5049407181939607165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5049407181939607165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5049407181939607165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5049407181939607165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/02/silence-of-lamb.html' title='The silence of a lamb'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TUgkE6QtFuI/AAAAAAAAC7c/Gqcevw7LfgU/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2664349404634762468</id><published>2011-01-31T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T09:56:39.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one killed Gandhi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was 30th January, 63rd anniversary of Gandhi's assassination. Needless to state who Mahatma Gandhi was ! The f****r of the nation. The person who led us to "independence" and partition.&amp;nbsp; He gave so much to the Indian society, to the world, to every one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every coin has two sides, a good and a bad, so does a paper currency. As it goes in Indian rupee on one side image of Gandhi beside a number and on the better side some image of prosperity, industrialization which keeps changing&amp;nbsp; !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On 30th January 1948, less than a year after independence with the nation gripped in violence, Mahatma Gandhi was assassinated on his return from evening prayer. He was shot thrice from close range in day light, in presence of 300+ follower. He was thin, old, tired and weak. A feeble 'aah' came from his mouth and he fell into the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The person who assassinated, surrendered yelling &lt;b&gt;“No one should think that Gandhi was killed by a madman”&lt;/b&gt;. He lived 655 days after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2664349404634762468?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2664349404634762468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2664349404634762468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2664349404634762468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2664349404634762468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-one-killed-gandhi.html' title='No one killed Gandhi.'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2494080217402735873</id><published>2011-01-25T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T01:41:25.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shortest path is not always the fastest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The phrase "shortest path may not be the fastest path" is not unknown to anyone. It is very easy to find &amp;nbsp;analogies for this in real world like traveling from Clementi Avenue 4 to 12A Kent Ridge Road has two main roads and the shortest takes the longer time. But what I am going to put forward is an example from physical world, again not unknown, but even i was unaware before coming here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;An easier of the scenario would be to imagine 2 ships some 100s of distance apart. If we have to send sound waves, what would be the faster way to do it ? To send it in air or in water ? Well the answer is sound travels almost 5 times faster in air than water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TT5_aXEM19I/AAAAAAAAC40/7RdFgN33Bsg/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TT5_aXEM19I/AAAAAAAAC40/7RdFgN33Bsg/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine a second scenario in which a hydrophone (a device that can sense pressure waves and hence sound) submerged 10 meter deep into water, 100 meters away from an acoustic pinger (a device that produces sound waves of specific frequency at certain frequency). The sound waves reaching the hydrophone have infinite number of paths from pinger to hydrophone like a direct arrival, reflection from surface of ocean to arrive at hydrophone or reflection from sea bed to arrive at hydrophone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Intuitively it seems that direct arrival would be fastest but that is not necessary. It can be possible that a reflection from surface or bed can be faster. And the reason is the fact that sound speed varies with temperature, salinity and pressure. the plot below explains the variation of above factors with depth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TT6WuwLMIsI/AAAAAAAAC48/sdAbG4cOG4E/s1600/profile1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TT6WuwLMIsI/AAAAAAAAC48/sdAbG4cOG4E/s320/profile1.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Analytically the variation of speed of sound with temperature, salinity and depth is approximately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #011638;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Temperature 1°C = 4.0 m/s&lt;br /&gt;Salinity 1PSU = 1.4 m/s&lt;br /&gt;Depth (pressure) 1km = 17 m/s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #011638;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #011638;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;if these three are taken into account together, as they exist in nature, then speed of sound varies as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #011638; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TT6XT9V3zYI/AAAAAAAAC5A/lOZEDr1SWVg/s1600/profile2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TT6XT9V3zYI/AAAAAAAAC5A/lOZEDr1SWVg/s320/profile2.gif" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The sound speed increases with salinity and pressure which also increase with depth, but temperature decreases with depth till some depth, and speed of sound is more for hotter water. So near the surface sound moves faster than that of some depth. Later the decreases of temperature is over come by increasing pressure and salinity and finally sound speed keeps on increasing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to depletion of Amplitude of reflected wave, we can distinguish between direct arrival and surface reflections, even if direct arrival come later.&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/1290408246693810990-2494080217402735873?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2494080217402735873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2494080217402735873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2494080217402735873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2494080217402735873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/01/shortest-path-is-not-always-fastest.html' title='Shortest path is not always the fastest!'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TT5_aXEM19I/AAAAAAAAC40/7RdFgN33Bsg/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2728801273499270466</id><published>2011-01-20T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:37:27.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hydro electric plant in making</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TTgA-igS2LI/AAAAAAAAC30/B0C5O1hjYbw/s1600/tehri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TTgA-igS2LI/AAAAAAAAC30/B0C5O1hjYbw/s320/tehri.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Sharia for this Image&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't&amp;nbsp;seen this in reality but one of my best friends ended up in working at this place after graduation. The image is form Tehri, where a 1000 MW hydroelectric dam is under construction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2728801273499270466?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2728801273499270466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2728801273499270466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2728801273499270466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2728801273499270466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/01/hydro-electric-plant-in-making.html' title='A hydro electric plant in making'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TTgA-igS2LI/AAAAAAAAC30/B0C5O1hjYbw/s72-c/tehri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-8081663487387043152</id><published>2011-01-17T20:55:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:55:44.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we didn't "get" !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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!!'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TTUdN9QpYPI/AAAAAAAAC2g/yJqWzk6z8jw/s72-c/robocon_day_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-6271620499481431409</id><published>2011-01-06T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:49:10.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets see how they work !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TSWP91q9pFI/AAAAAAAAC0I/qZb97Qi8Zqw/s1600/DSC00988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Despite the tiredness i got up early after only 4 hours on sleep and reached lab by usual 10 am. Lot of mails were lying in the mail box, some unexpected but &amp;nbsp;asking familiar questions. In the ARL's mybox was waiting Mandar's mail asking me to come and collect the "special delivery". The Special delivery was just little more than what i wanted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Ha long bay was fascinating, Hanoi was vintage, Ho Chin Minh's popularity was enthralling specially after looking at his dead body still intact.&amp;nbsp;But what has taken space in my mind was the simple 3 story war&amp;nbsp;museum in Saigon city.&amp;nbsp;The first room had collection of Philip Griffiths. The gallery had information about his book. I wrote that in one of the lots of small pieces on papers in my pocket. I searched though the Amazon first to buy then decided to give NUS library a shot and guess what it had the book. Vietnam Inc. by Philip Jones Griffiths. I rushed to the library to get the copy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As Philip Jones Griffiths was primarily a photographer the book is mostly pictures with little&amp;nbsp;literature. But the fact "a picture is worth thousand words " is very much evident. I just had a little helicopter ride over the book and a phrase caught my attention "American Soldiers went back with more dogs than wives".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rest of the views i intend to write once i finish this. Above all i should acknowledge the friends during the trip to give such a beautiful memory !&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/1290408246693810990-5881242800495694567?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5881242800495694567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5881242800495694567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5881242800495694567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5881242800495694567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/01/vietnam-inc.html' title='Vietnam Inc.'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-6808475832162610056</id><published>2011-01-03T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T00:01:56.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thang long !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The pagoda bells rung as if the sun had set while the fisherman sung a song in his boat, i was overjoyed. But soon it was complete dark, we had to make way though the dark cave&amp;nbsp;and finally&amp;nbsp;the kayak managed to reach the junk boat. We decided to dig deep in to the warm shower in that freezing cold before moving towards the new year night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was the usual social chaos to begin with. No sooner but it was&amp;nbsp;decided to have a calm sleep into the night barring few. the junk boat continued to oscillate with the surface waves about the anchor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We moved to the top of boat. It was bright and black. The silence was speaking, vocal and loud, the peace was contradicting and the wind prevailed despite being in the center of mountains. Little waves of water continued to hug the hull and splashed like the breaking of heart. There was a fear, simple fear devoid of tensions. The technology was at bay. Simple and unsophisticated it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep has no exceptions and we too decided to move downstairs when the clock rang 3 am. The &amp;nbsp;sound of wooden hull was move prominent as we were on the ground floor. Half a meter below my window beside the bed was water, splashing quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning came sooner and a nice breakfast was ready before we could even ask for. &amp;nbsp;Sitting on the dining table we could see the fog sitting not very far from boat on the water which was more calm than the night. Our breakfast was more gossip than food and it took a long to for us to finish and Mountains took benefit of time. It broke the fog and now what was standing in front of us was mighty lime stones, beautiful and pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another small boat took us to an island with a small hill. The stairs took us to the top of it. The view of bay from there was breath taking. One can easily ignore the crowd for such a picturesque. What followed would find a place in Sahil, Nithya and Vaishali's dairy. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to come back. Two days had passed by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy New Year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-6808475832162610056?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/6808475832162610056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=6808475832162610056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6808475832162610056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6808475832162610056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2011/01/thang-long.html' title='Thang long !'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2463478111199473076</id><published>2010-12-28T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:08:02.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is Yoolim's take on Indian Micro Finance - Bloomberg Markets Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/news/2010-12-28/suicides-among-borrowers-in-india-show-how-men-made-a-mess-of-microcredit.html"&gt;Suicides among borrowers in india show how men made a mess of microcredit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2463478111199473076?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2463478111199473076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2463478111199473076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2463478111199473076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2463478111199473076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/12/here-is-yoolims-take-on-indian-micro.html' title='Here is Yoolim&apos;s take on Indian Micro Finance - Bloomberg Markets Magazine'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2320926120371326152</id><published>2010-12-25T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T05:26:36.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will run with only one goal! to achieve a heart rate of 210</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Target Heart Rate - Karvonen Formula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be it be a Marathon or long distance cycling, it is important to pace oneself well. The heart rate is a very good reflection of effectiveness of workout. It is the indicator of calories that can be possibly burnt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Target heart rate (THR) is the pace at which at which one can pace oneself so as to burn calories without tiring too quickly. There is one&amp;nbsp;empirical formula to calculate THR. The formula is an approximate estimate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The maximum possible heart rate (MaxHR) and resting heart rate(RHR) are used to find out the lower and higher end of target heart rate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;MaxHR = 206.7 - 0.65*age;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Target heart rate range = MaxHR - RHR;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lower end of target heart rate = Target heart rate range * a% + RHR; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Higher end of target heart rate = Target heart rate range * b% + RHR;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The variable a and b are defined by intensity of work. for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Low intensity a = 50; b = 60;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Medium intensity a = 60; b = 70;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;High intensity a = 70; b = 85; // highly anaerobic &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A low intensity work is supposed to burn more fat theoretically but if at all the idea is to burn fat, it is better to work in high intensity zone to burn overall more calories.&amp;nbsp;&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/1290408246693810990-2320926120371326152?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2320926120371326152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2320926120371326152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2320926120371326152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2320926120371326152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-will-run-with-only-one-goal-to.html' title='I will run with only one goal! to achieve a heart rate of 210'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-426840176277646555</id><published>2010-12-22T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:34:48.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Microeconomics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The poor have always been with us, but the notion of unemployment and death is new"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had anyone asked me about Indian microeconomics two months back i would have made a lame face, being unaware of the crisis. It isn't even "Peepli live"&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;brought my attention to this topic. The movie too much off from the actual concern though it is few of the bollywood movie that even tried off beats. Anyway life is far more difficult than movies. It isn't fair to blame movie on its failed attempt to address the issue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On one routine coffee with Sagar, he tells me about Yulim's current story on Indian Microeconomics and farmer suicides. Initially I thought how could a South Korean can even come closer to writing flaws of "fucked up booming" indian economy. &amp;nbsp;But &amp;nbsp;she proves me wrong. Her article is going to be something that our national journalists cannot even think of writing in next 10 years, then also if Kareena kapoor's kiss or Yana Gupta Panty manage to be personal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The worry is indeed Farmer's Suicide !! It is the reckless lending and feckless borrowing by microcredit companies and villagers respectively.This has now led to borrowers defaulting on payments and taking their lives and banks ceasing to lend to cash strapped micro-loan companies.&amp;nbsp;There's another incentive for committing suicide, the government's compensation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the root of this problem is profit of micro economics companies and votes for current government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The profit model is simple. Lend money, wait for them to default and commit suicide, snatch the land and auction. Statistics shows these small micro-finance companies profit's are more than any private or public bank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically the bulk of the mirco-credits are towards consumer durables like repaying old debts, buying television, etc than for actual purpose. But how long can this be sustained? The loans should be more towards production related processes than consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On contrary to what all I have written, the fact that mirco credit companies do have improved the life of poor by giving them access to easy loans. but if the lenders(farmers) continued to default and inversely if the micro-credit companies do not improve the business model, the meltdown of mirco finance will end up in crash and the era of money lenders will again strike back. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-426840176277646555?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/426840176277646555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=426840176277646555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/426840176277646555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/426840176277646555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/12/indian-microeconomics.html' title='Indian Microeconomics'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-8176199998928289827</id><published>2010-12-21T02:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T02:21:43.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster : Part 1 of 4</title><content type='html'>5 point someone! lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-8176199998928289827?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8176199998928289827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=8176199998928289827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8176199998928289827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8176199998928289827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/12/disaster-part-1-of-4.html' title='Disaster : Part 1 of 4'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-1079877537313174923</id><published>2010-12-07T21:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:14:39.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival of fittest is misunderstood!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The environment around us changes in bits and pieces every second and every day. These infinitesimal changes take infinite time to become observable. For every change in environment variable all species make random moves. The moves have got no knowledge of how it is going to behave with respect to environment. The fittest is the one which survives in the environment. Environment decides the fittest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-1079877537313174923?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/1079877537313174923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=1079877537313174923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1079877537313174923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1079877537313174923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/12/survival-of-fittest-is-misunderstood.html' title='Survival of fittest is misunderstood!'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-7435486551374160175</id><published>2010-12-07T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T06:43:57.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ROV - Taking its shape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TP-ZRKKmyfI/AAAAAAAACsU/kHaMX-w_k2A/s1600/DSC00926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TP-ZRKKmyfI/AAAAAAAACsU/kHaMX-w_k2A/s200/DSC00926.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Above is the figure of one of the ROV that i am working this december. This was perhaps what i wanted to work on 3 years back. It is no more than toy engineering but wait , there's more to come. I am going to use this as a test vehicle for the USBL i want to work on over next one year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is one more floating platform that i will be working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-25d8f3e136cf6bd5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25d8f3e136cf6bd5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330235931%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3509EB81F433EBB137CEF3B9ED29A1860D2E2C20.816AC2A7B49F0147A49050170135C9C78359BF98%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25d8f3e136cf6bd5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DecRAsitnjoLcotzUwaDUwOG7dpE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D25d8f3e136cf6bd5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330235931%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3509EB81F433EBB137CEF3B9ED29A1860D2E2C20.816AC2A7B49F0147A49050170135C9C78359BF98%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D25d8f3e136cf6bd5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DecRAsitnjoLcotzUwaDUwOG7dpE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-7435486551374160175?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7435486551374160175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=7435486551374160175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7435486551374160175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7435486551374160175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/12/rov-taking-its-shape.html' title='The ROV - Taking its shape'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TP-ZRKKmyfI/AAAAAAAACsU/kHaMX-w_k2A/s72-c/DSC00926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-6244215335123580039</id><published>2010-12-03T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:15:34.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The liberty to criticize weather implies there is really no other serious concerns left in life. It points how irritated one is from the least important imperfection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nevertheless enjoying the rain, winter or summer is natural,soothing and humane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-6244215335123580039?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/6244215335123580039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=6244215335123580039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6244215335123580039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6244215335123580039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/12/weather.html' title='Weather'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-8661187252011195041</id><published>2010-11-28T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:26:58.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was walking towards the Neptune lab looking at the lines of my left hand. Dark and straight they were, devoid of curves as if some mathematician had made them. Then i observed a leaf, a dead leaf falling in front of my eyes and taking a place on my palm. It was large enough to cover my whole palm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My next move was to crush it. i moved my fingers across and it fell, it escaped. But i am sure a car will be on the way to crush it into what even i cannot do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-8661187252011195041?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8661187252011195041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=8661187252011195041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8661187252011195041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8661187252011195041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/pointless-talk.html' title='Pointless talk'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-7724562047867897968</id><published>2010-11-28T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:16:06.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Gogo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mission Gogo was a project for a noble cause which was carried out by three guys when we were in second semester. Rohan , Rohit and Rajeev(Names changed) were involved in designing the whole mission as well as in implementing it. The idea was to provide free Soaps, Shampoo, toothpaste ,detergents,etc to the needful people. At later stage it turned out that needful people were the ones who were actually involved in mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the question was how to get it free? The answer to this question is straight forward. In early morning of winter when people were sleeping and dogs were having fun, the freebies were arranged from a very special location in our hostel. it took us 2 hours of physical work, a sleepless night and lot of fear. The project was demanding in terms of skills, physical fitness and alertness. Nevertheless the project was accomplished without any hiccups although the matkas created lot of challenge for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Aftermath of project is well understood, For 1-2 semester, we never needed to buy those stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hail projects like this which has changed life of poors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-7724562047867897968?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7724562047867897968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=7724562047867897968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7724562047867897968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7724562047867897968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/mission-gogo.html' title='Mission Gogo'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-7422800184026682390</id><published>2010-11-20T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:35.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 season : Usage of Engines</title><content type='html'>Team strategies look same ! i was not able to make out any trend between performance and engines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOjIYnyEGGI/AAAAAAAACmE/GSja0rydKRo/s1600/driver_vs_engine"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 480px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOjIYnyEGGI/AAAAAAAACmE/GSja0rydKRo/s320/driver_vs_engine" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541899666800777314" 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/1290408246693810990-7422800184026682390?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7422800184026682390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=7422800184026682390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7422800184026682390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7422800184026682390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/2010-season-usage-of-engines.html' title='2010 season : Usage of Engines'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOjIYnyEGGI/AAAAAAAACmE/GSja0rydKRo/s72-c/driver_vs_engine' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-549549915377774119</id><published>2010-11-20T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:16:41.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams - Nov 2010</title><content type='html'>Evaluating my answer scripts is going to be waste of professor's time but what is more worse , writing the exams is going to be waste of my time !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-549549915377774119?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/549549915377774119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=549549915377774119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/549549915377774119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/549549915377774119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='Exams - Nov 2010'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-3214834225827020152</id><published>2010-11-20T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:35.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F-Duct</title><content type='html'>I came across one article on formula1journal that explains this newly developed Mclaren's F-Duct. I find it interesting the way it takes its name F-duct, the proximity to Vodafone on the nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOewwS_WPOI/AAAAAAAACls/DvxdWSfp_3M/s1600/Mclaren-f-duct_2493837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOewwS_WPOI/AAAAAAAACls/DvxdWSfp_3M/s320/Mclaren-f-duct_2493837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541592210280430818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It talks about more important thing that it is not intended for increasing straight line speed as the video below says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZ86yAAExWo"&gt; Martin Brundle talks about F-duct&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead the purpose is to get more speed at corners!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.formula1journal.com/2010/08/fduct-is-misunderstood-by-flood1.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-3214834225827020152?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3214834225827020152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=3214834225827020152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3214834225827020152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3214834225827020152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/f-duct.html' title='F-Duct'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOewwS_WPOI/AAAAAAAACls/DvxdWSfp_3M/s72-c/Mclaren-f-duct_2493837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5280300152461356399</id><published>2010-11-19T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:35.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission KERS</title><content type='html'>The automobiles for common consumers of future will definitely have KERS, a much improved one. Its now to work on it to make a difference 5 years later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOag6q5BQlI/AAAAAAAAClQ/ChXISfP3ppg/s1600/rotation_wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOag6q5BQlI/AAAAAAAAClQ/ChXISfP3ppg/s320/rotation_wheel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541293321332277842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-5280300152461356399?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5280300152461356399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5280300152461356399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5280300152461356399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5280300152461356399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/mission-kers.html' title='Mission KERS'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/TOag6q5BQlI/AAAAAAAAClQ/ChXISfP3ppg/s72-c/rotation_wheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5621130633764264661</id><published>2010-11-14T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:17:03.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am surprised with the xkcd blag!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I’m going through a rough period right now. There’s an illness in my family and I’m having a hard time focusing on anything but worrying and trying to take care of health stuff. Everyone is going to be okay, but it’s going to be a difficult four or five months, and I really appreciate your patience and understanding. I’m going to keep putting up comics, but I don’t how much else I’ll be able to work on."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-5621130633764264661?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5621130633764264661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5621130633764264661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5621130633764264661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5621130633764264661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-surprised-with-resemblance-xkcd.html' title='I am surprised with the xkcd blag!!'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-6169261775976351128</id><published>2010-11-10T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:17:27.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...such has been last few months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After paying this semester's tuition fee i am actually waiting for my salary to take me over the danger mark. The money has been ephemeral or the world has become expensive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i dnt want to write here much as i dnt want to read that part even in the best of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-6169261775976351128?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/6169261775976351128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=6169261775976351128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6169261775976351128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6169261775976351128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/such-has-been-last-few-months.html' title='...such has been last few months'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-7995224453231876775</id><published>2010-11-09T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:19:06.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The adrenaline is high</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...and then I stopped going out in public. I have my own reasons. They are personal.If i have to put it other way i would say that the adrenaline is so high that it will lead to embarrassment in social outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-7995224453231876775?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7995224453231876775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=7995224453231876775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7995224453231876775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7995224453231876775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/adrenaline-is-high.html' title='The adrenaline is high'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-9149490658731899312</id><published>2010-11-07T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:17:52.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some day i will turn up to this page and drop a smile. And ask "Was i mad ? what made me to write such things ? " but not today. i am a month away from what was supposed to change my fate. i had all the time in the world to plan , to finish my obsession but i blew it once again :'(. The build up around the stuffs suggest me that worst is yet to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish to come to this to smile on it and not elaborate on it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lets see what life wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-9149490658731899312?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/9149490658731899312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=9149490658731899312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/9149490658731899312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/9149490658731899312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/11/not-today.html' title='Not today'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-8585280899306055437</id><published>2010-07-14T06:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T06:02:15.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know not when this night fell upon me... just a reflection of the fact that time flies !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-8585280899306055437?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8585280899306055437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=8585280899306055437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8585280899306055437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8585280899306055437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-not-when-this-night-fell-upon-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-1027773296139732724</id><published>2010-07-13T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T06:29:20.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Shot an arrow in the air,&lt;br /&gt;It fell to earth, I know not where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the Arrow and the Song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-1027773296139732724?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/1027773296139732724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=1027773296139732724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1027773296139732724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1027773296139732724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-shot-arrow-in-air-it-fell-to-earth-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-4884827545507821252</id><published>2010-07-03T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:35.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I jumped from the cliff only to discover that a deep dead sea lies beneath . I will sink now untill i hit the bed or lose my breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-4884827545507821252?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/4884827545507821252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=4884827545507821252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4884827545507821252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4884827545507821252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-jumped-from-cliff-only-to-discover.html' title=''/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5827330227533744971</id><published>2010-07-01T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:06:22.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of earth God and people of the world were having meeting about what to eat and what not to. Apparently Chinese people were missing from the meeting and they started eating everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got better answer ? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-5827330227533744971?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5827330227533744971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5827330227533744971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5827330227533744971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5827330227533744971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/07/meeting.html' title='Meeting'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-7995537330699345851</id><published>2010-06-30T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:35.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World I live in !!</title><content type='html'>I live in the world of show - off, I live in the world where computer games, electronics gadgets and watching televisions are more important than even the most basic human relationships, I live in the world where more people are standing in front of me, wanting me to fail and less people at my back hoping my success, I live in the world where friends are there to increase my Facebook friends count, I live in the world where I need an authority to certify what i am good at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I grew up in this society and it has become my world. Is there any escaping ? I think there is ... there is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-7995537330699345851?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7995537330699345851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=7995537330699345851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7995537330699345851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7995537330699345851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-i-live-in.html' title='The World I live in !!'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-4587281512153635883</id><published>2010-06-25T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:35.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We waited so long for it</title><content type='html'>The coffins have arrived! now we just need to die and they will take us to heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-4587281512153635883?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/4587281512153635883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=4587281512153635883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4587281512153635883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4587281512153635883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-waited-so-long-for-it.html' title='We waited so long for it'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5078388812059973951</id><published>2010-06-14T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:29:28.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>When I like something I do it so many times that I get sick of it and finally I stop doing it. This does mean that I am firm believer of law of diminishing marginal utility and not addiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any substance or relationship is merely addictive if one is ready to try of lot of things in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to say goodbye to you but before that I will churn everything out of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-5078388812059973951?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5078388812059973951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5078388812059973951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5078388812059973951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5078388812059973951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/06/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-1831553444732891762</id><published>2010-06-14T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:19:28.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't get me wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The very fact that i love you is a good enough reason for me to ignore you. I know I can never explain this to you but i know the guy i am. The things that i have done in past and the man i have become , i just hate it , how can i allow you to love him ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-1831553444732891762?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/1831553444732891762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=1831553444732891762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1831553444732891762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1831553444732891762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/06/don-get-me-wrong.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t get me wrong'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5141767402849765217</id><published>2010-06-07T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T20:03:19.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always account for variable change in life ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-5141767402849765217?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5141767402849765217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5141767402849765217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5141767402849765217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5141767402849765217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/06/always-account-for-variable-change-in.html' title='Always account for variable change in life ...'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-729818082805125787</id><published>2010-06-07T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:35.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like the man in the mirrors, he always shows me angry faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-729818082805125787?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/729818082805125787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=729818082805125787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/729818082805125787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/729818082805125787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-don-like-man-in-mirrors-he-always.html' title='I don&amp;#39;t like the man in the mirrors, he always shows me angry faces'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-6549203846278237984</id><published>2010-06-04T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:35.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy</title><content type='html'>When i was in secondary school i used to think fishes breathe oxygen by breaking the water molecule in to hydrogen and oxygen (sheer stupidity i know !) . Even i made plans to pump in Oxygen into atmosphere by thinking when teacher will tell the way it works, i will make it artificially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the day came, when i discovered these fishes eat up the dissolved oxygen. all my plans were shattered. I felt terrible about the creature. I felt cheated. And it was since then i started hating fishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-6549203846278237984?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/6549203846278237984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=6549203846278237984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6549203846278237984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/6549203846278237984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/06/fishy.html' title='Fishy'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-4480195008055109414</id><published>2010-06-04T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T06:26:23.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compiler</title><content type='html'>There is a strange thing about compilers. No matter you do 100 kilobytes of correct it will never say anything ,even thing like you have done a good job but the moment you commit a single mistake it goes berserk. all in all Mistakes are expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, A guy got a segmentation fault for his code. instead of correcting the code he went on to f**k the compiler and finally succeeded in suppressing the error. huh.. the result is nothing the space looks nice. &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't work mathematically but In life , yes it does. people fake it. ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-4480195008055109414?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/4480195008055109414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=4480195008055109414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4480195008055109414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4480195008055109414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/06/compiler.html' title='Compiler'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-8499432868869276183</id><published>2010-05-31T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:47:49.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 2 years ...</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry! i was missing since last 2 years. The feelings and things that were happening around was not as something to be published. If you want to know , what really happened, then i may give you that blue colored old diary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I guess I am back to life again. Since last month , post chicken pox everything is back on track. Also finally and again i have started to feel for someone. And you know what its nice to know that she will be always there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-8499432868869276183?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8499432868869276183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=8499432868869276183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8499432868869276183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8499432868869276183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/05/almost-2-years.html' title='Almost 2 years ...'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-4803479413219882003</id><published>2010-05-31T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At last!</title><content type='html'>Drink and dance and laugh and lie,&lt;br /&gt;  Love, the reeling midnight through,&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow we shall die!&lt;br /&gt;  (But, alas, we never do.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-4803479413219882003?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/4803479413219882003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=4803479413219882003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4803479413219882003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4803479413219882003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/05/at-last.html' title='At last!'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-667333488741273381</id><published>2010-05-29T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He was Charming but sad. She was full of hope but disappointed, they talk and become friends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-667333488741273381?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/667333488741273381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=667333488741273381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/667333488741273381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/667333488741273381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/05/he-was-charming-but-sad-she-was-full-of.html' title='He was Charming but sad. She was full of hope but disappointed, they talk and become friends..'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2157523327580558725</id><published>2010-05-06T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I observed the sun setting in the east today</title><content type='html'>Against the universal laws, I saw the sun setting in the east today.he did it in a flash as if there was something creepy about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should I do now? Should I start assuming that my compass , gyroscopes and my sense of direction, all is faulty and sun did set in the west or should I dare and go to sun to tell him that he is wrong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way i am at loss. If I dare and tell the sun, he will take it to his ego and screw me by not giving me light. If I don't tell him then it has just triggered the avalanche of errors. lot of migrating birds will simply be lost in the middle of ocean. Lot of ships in the middle of sea would reach US instead of Japan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway We have always been successful in saving our face from the mistakes that we commit, and the Sun is no different. To care about "trivial many" was never the underlying asset!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2157523327580558725?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2157523327580558725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2157523327580558725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2157523327580558725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2157523327580558725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-observed-sun-setting-in-east-today.html' title='I observed the sun setting in the east today'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2072190624952161171</id><published>2010-04-29T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Can we walk little faster ? " - a snail asked me today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2072190624952161171?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2072190624952161171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2072190624952161171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2072190624952161171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2072190624952161171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-walk-little-faster-snail-asked-me.html' title='&amp;quot;Can we walk little faster ? &amp;quot; - a snail asked me today..'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-7197811796488771902</id><published>2010-04-28T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was anyone :-| , i am everyone ;)</title><content type='html'>I was no one, then anyone from the crowd, then someone in the crowd and today everyone for her. Ideally the above sentence should not make sense to everyone, it has literal meaning but no real existence. Pure Imagination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts keep invading me to the bottom of my heart and mind. I leave it here as random as my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am i ? atleast "bash" has answer for this(whoami)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-7197811796488771902?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7197811796488771902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=7197811796488771902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7197811796488771902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/7197811796488771902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-anyone-i-am-everyone.html' title='I was anyone :-| , i am everyone ;)'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-883327631263522034</id><published>2010-03-21T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bucket List-2010</title><content type='html'>1. Capture the Fish &lt;br /&gt;2. Climb the mountain&lt;br /&gt;3. Go Diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-883327631263522034?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/883327631263522034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=883327631263522034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/883327631263522034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/883327631263522034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/03/bucket-list-2010.html' title='The Bucket List-2010'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-3813861043974696881</id><published>2010-03-18T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning that was end of everyhitng !</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer : any resemblance to any living creature is pure coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started from same bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood right across smiling in herself, Shiny eyes full of hope. He was holding her hand. His face was charming but there was reflection of sadness in the face. She was telling about everything without even waiting for him to say. She had a lot to say. we got down near the city center, moved to the nearby children park. They talked for hours in the park. Amidst their talk poor child kept coming asking for food but what he had to offer was abuses. I was sitting beside them but i could not do anything as i was just evolving out of him. I could see, he was fake . he had nothing of himself, confused arrogant and impatient. The sun started to "climb" down and it was time to say good bye and not just a bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it happened......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some time later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best but somehow it wasn't supposed to happen. Once again we talked in years and she said i cried for hours that day without any reason! He was awestruck and realized, overwhelmed from his own fantasy he has shattered her feelings. She respected him, liked him , envied him.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition to I from he was difficult. "I" is sensible , full of hope , enthusiasm, courage. "he" was stupid, irritating disappointing and he was not innocent. "He" was a bastard. And it is she who killed the "he" to get I out of him but it is too late for I to make her understand that things can work again together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless we moved on , we celebrated our small small happiness independently. We never discussed our disappointment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-3813861043974696881?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3813861043974696881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=3813861043974696881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3813861043974696881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3813861043974696881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2010/03/beginning-that-was-end-of-everyhitng.html' title='The beginning that was end of everyhitng !'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-5705140712289373615</id><published>2008-06-12T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T01:28:45.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Frank : The Dairy of a Young Girl</title><content type='html'>I started to read this book today and within moments i realize that today is her birthday :) [12/06/1929].RIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-5705140712289373615?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5705140712289373615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=5705140712289373615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5705140712289373615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/5705140712289373615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2008/06/anne-frank-dairy-of-young-girl.html' title='Anne Frank : The Dairy of a Young Girl'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-3132135495648247738</id><published>2008-06-06T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:57:12.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X-bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;X refers to the number of bits that can be processed or transmitted in parallel, or the number of bits used for single element in a data format. The term is often applied to the following: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;menu&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/microprocessor.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;microprocessor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: indicates the width of the &lt;a href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/register.html%22"&gt;registers&lt;/a&gt;. A 32-bit microprocessor can process &lt;a style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline !important" id="KonaLink0" class="kLink" href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/32_bit.html#" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: static; FONT-WEIGHT: 400font-family:serif;font-size:16;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="POSITION: static; FONT-WEIGHT: 400font-family:serif;font-size:16;color:#b00000;" class="kLink"   &gt;data&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/address.html"&gt;memory addresses&lt;/a&gt; that are represented by 32 bits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/bus.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;: &lt;/b&gt;indicates the number of wires in the bus. A 32-bit bus transmits 32 bits in parallel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;graphics device, such as a &lt;a href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/optical_scanner.html"&gt;scanner &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/digital_camera.html"&gt;digital camera &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; specifies the number of bits used to represent each &lt;a href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/pixel.html"&gt;pixel&lt;/a&gt;. Typically 24 bits are used for color and the remaining 8 bits are used for control information. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webopedia.com/TERM/3/operating_system.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;operating system&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: refers primarily to the number of bits used to represent memory addresses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/menu&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-3132135495648247738?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3132135495648247738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=3132135495648247738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3132135495648247738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3132135495648247738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2008/06/x-bit.html' title='X-bit'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-4474529788337928103</id><published>2008-05-26T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:59:02.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day light saving time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daylight_saving_time"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Daylight saving time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... i first came to know about it when i saw the movie "The National treasurer". It is basically a convention of advancing the clock so that the morning to noon is shorter than noon to evening.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly the clocks are advanced to some hour in summers.France is one country which follows this concept, even the whole Europe follows this concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/SDq20KWS1sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/r_SRwos-xPk/s1600-h/800px-DaylightSaving-World-Subdivisions.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204673326627346114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/SDq20KWS1sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/r_SRwos-xPk/s200/800px-DaylightSaving-World-Subdivisions.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countries shown in blue uses DST, The countries in red never used DST and our country no longer uses DST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made me to realize DST was..when i came to Paris and got a map from EGIDE. The longitude difference from 82.5 degree East (IST) showed jet lag should be 4 and half hour( as showed by my computer clock also) but it was 3 and half hour. France follows CEST(Central European Summer Time) which gives 1 hour of Day light saving. Isn't it quite weird that you will see posters around the street to adjust ur clock.... anyway Benjamin Franklin was man behind this...ya bt not directly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/Shailabh/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-4474529788337928103?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/4474529788337928103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=4474529788337928103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4474529788337928103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/4474529788337928103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-light-saving-time.html' title='Day light saving time'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/SDq20KWS1sI/AAAAAAAAAL4/r_SRwos-xPk/s72-c/800px-DaylightSaving-World-Subdivisions.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-3130655305888037723</id><published>2007-10-06T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T02:16:01.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The City of Nantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/SDaKlaWS1rI/AAAAAAAAALY/yOFQvFHzcpA/s1600-h/SN850035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/SDaKlaWS1rI/AAAAAAAAALY/yOFQvFHzcpA/s200/SN850035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203498794805810866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just over a week here in Nantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its quite strange to realize that people here are so less enthusiastic and so patient.&lt;br /&gt;When i am on road, i am just dying to hear some honking. The system is so arranged that it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside my room i can't hear music in full volume. But anyway i am yet to discover the city, so can't say much for know.&lt;br /&gt;But for sure doping is quite easy here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-3130655305888037723?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3130655305888037723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=3130655305888037723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3130655305888037723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3130655305888037723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2007/10/city-of-nantes.html' title='The City of Nantes'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/SDaKlaWS1rI/AAAAAAAAALY/yOFQvFHzcpA/s72-c/SN850035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-8985632898836626151</id><published>2007-07-31T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:58:22.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Last two days.&lt;br /&gt;I feel restless today,fully out of mind.&lt;br /&gt;Rain clouds crying again takes me to my place but then the pain of losing these people has started to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the day was supposed to come and no one can help it.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't knew that I ll fall in love so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the life would ever take me again to you all people, but if the things permit I ll love to come to here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-8985632898836626151?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8985632898836626151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=8985632898836626151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8985632898836626151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8985632898836626151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2007/07/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-8575912611829514871</id><published>2007-07-25T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:59:30.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a mistake to think that GUIs ever would, could, or even should, eliminate CLIs.&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey snover(architect Window power shell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to believe you today...but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-8575912611829514871?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8575912611829514871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=8575912611829514871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8575912611829514871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/8575912611829514871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-was-mistake-to-think-that-guis-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-1891393268672214136</id><published>2007-07-24T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:00:15.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>French Toast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Rester&lt;/span&gt; in French means &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;to stay &lt;/span&gt;and is pronounced as &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Restr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My French companion was quite new user of English and he usually used the French word whenever he finds himself low in vocab.&lt;br /&gt;When he wanted to to something late in the lab..he used to say I am going restr today ,i used to figure it out as rest.&lt;br /&gt;i then think in myself what a weird guy he is..whenever he work late he says he ll restr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we two accidentally figured out it is that he want to stay..hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-1891393268672214136?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/1891393268672214136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=1891393268672214136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1891393268672214136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1891393268672214136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2007/07/french-toast.html' title='French Toast'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-3828678176451526267</id><published>2007-07-23T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:00:49.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am really in no mood to work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I feel quite alone today far away from my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I have once again realized that i should have some lower expectation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;The world from which i belong is quite cynic.I don't know what has happened to all of them all of a sudden that they pretend to be so busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe here we are for some small small happiness and to make others smile because of ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At the end i realize the world can't go the way i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George &lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Odwell&lt;/span&gt; I think you were right, our world will soon be the one you described in 1984.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-3828678176451526267?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3828678176451526267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=3828678176451526267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3828678176451526267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/3828678176451526267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-1830010931895615358</id><published>2007-07-23T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/RqR0mlGufHI/AAAAAAAAABM/eq_f_RA4gFA/s1600-h/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 137px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 104px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090321684979678322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/RqR0mlGufHI/AAAAAAAAABM/eq_f_RA4gFA/s320/home.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nine months of darkness and I was born&lt;br /&gt;I was torned but recovered,&lt;br /&gt;Was presure around but soon turned foul&lt;br /&gt;Soon I was drenched into all matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child's innocent mind moulded sick,&lt;br /&gt;Its been long lonely sick life,&lt;br /&gt;With only butts and grunge to talk about,&lt;br /&gt;From ripe to rotten, Too sick to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally woken to find myself,&lt;br /&gt;To hear the noise of my cry,&lt;br /&gt;To feel the coldness of my tear&lt;br /&gt;To fuck the solitude of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored of dying again and again&lt;br /&gt;This bittersweet weather will never go away&lt;br /&gt;Felt the presence of foetus in graveyard&lt;br /&gt;smelt the seamen soaked surrounding&lt;br /&gt;yeah the people conspired to help&lt;br /&gt;but not the one who needed to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be funeral card on your joyous birthday&lt;br /&gt;Its a long long journey from birth to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-1830010931895615358?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/1830010931895615358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=1830010931895615358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1830010931895615358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/1830010931895615358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-confession.html' title='My confession'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/RqR0mlGufHI/AAAAAAAAABM/eq_f_RA4gFA/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2114927908677154068</id><published>2007-07-23T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:59:04.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Few rules for the project</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; No sweets on weekday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dont change music too many times, if u r with the policy of listen to music while working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Scribble a lot, its ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Drink water once every hr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ask your self what you did end of every hr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Focused chaos is good so dont get worried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No orkuting at work place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;U may blog ;) you will realize in the long run its helps... to track your thoughts though in the short run it disrupts work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2114927908677154068?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2114927908677154068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2114927908677154068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2114927908677154068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2114927908677154068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/2007/07/few-rules-for-project.html' title='Few rules for the project'/><author><name>Storyteller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09630885546292810246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kwm7JTT0Y7Q/S67yRwz0fdI/AAAAAAAACaA/eGYB1DqEuwk/S220/Photo-0023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1290408246693810990.post-2262687330667559925</id><published>2007-07-23T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:10:36.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Maths teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The autumn and woods shedding leaves,&lt;br /&gt;In the pines,my heart budding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzled...knock,knock at the door,&lt;br /&gt;Ah!my maths prof with folder in her hold.&lt;br /&gt;May be she don't have the blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;but a sweet voice chasing..me,&lt;br /&gt;us and all from room to class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes late she arrive&lt;br /&gt;Still the class is quiet,thats unusual..&lt;br /&gt;Me,us and all..from the front,eager..&lt;br /&gt;lips calling the names one by one&lt;br /&gt;The perfume taking effect,&lt;br /&gt;swallowin the foul smell inside us,&lt;br /&gt;oh! god,the curvy,vervy body&lt;br /&gt;Its killing me us and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!no transformations taking the lead,&lt;br /&gt;We are dead,savior is still meeking,&lt;br /&gt;She sleeping hates me,us and all..&lt;br /&gt;ah!the anger-thats what we wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red nose on the white face,she frowns&lt;br /&gt;warmth in the warn,soothing me,us and all&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gazing her and she is coming&lt;br /&gt;Where is my notebook friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tring-Tring!! wake up- the clock says,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to maths class&lt;br /&gt;And short attendance letter reaching home,&lt;br /&gt;coz I'm in cafeteria...waiting...waiting..&lt;br /&gt;And savouring the last night stand....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1290408246693810990-2262687330667559925?l=randomexpression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://randomexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2262687330667559925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1290408246693810990&amp;postID=2262687330667559925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2262687330667559925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1290408246693810990/posts/default/2262687330667559925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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