<?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-528747502803437340</id><updated>2011-08-02T06:17:22.608+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my2megapixels</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-1656989761323447447</id><published>2008-07-22T16:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:43:39.777+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend Which Refused to Go Away</title><content type='html'>2 things happened on this weekend. Both with effects that were felt even at the time of writing this post (~5:00 PM, the following Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I saw the Batman movie (soon to be referred to as the Joker Movie) twice in two days. Like I told a friend, brilliant, poetic, orgasmic. Still feeling the chills from that one. The dialogues still rattle off my tongue, even ones that are a few sentences long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I ate a soapy lamb sizzler right after the movie. i think it was pure optimism (and a little bit of i-can't-wait-to-eat) that drove us to that under populated restaurant. Well, &lt;a href="http://chuggingalong.wordpress.com"&gt;Robin&lt;/a&gt; seems to have put the &lt;a href="http://chuggingalong.wordpress.com"&gt;effects of that little jaunt&lt;/a&gt; wonderfully (albeit a little graphically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact remains, choice of restaurant is one place where you NEED to walk ON THE BEATEN TRACK. Do as everybody else does. Else spend the next few days in the (very) private confines of the loo, or in surroundings that threaten to smell like it, if ya get my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drift&lt;/span&gt; (pun intended)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-1656989761323447447?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/1656989761323447447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=1656989761323447447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/1656989761323447447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/1656989761323447447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-which-refused-to-go-away.html' title='The Weekend Which Refused to Go Away'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-5309098357597143663</id><published>2008-05-03T11:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:06:37.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vodafone Elevator Ad. Take Me AWAY some far away .. Alerts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/T4_1n50Sjns' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/T4_1n50Sjns'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-5309098357597143663?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/5309098357597143663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=5309098357597143663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5309098357597143663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5309098357597143663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/05/vodafone-elevator-ad-take-me-away-some.html' title='Vodafone Elevator Ad. Take Me AWAY some far away .. Alerts'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-5836308833264052350</id><published>2008-05-02T13:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:25:59.748+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vodafone Elevator Ad - The Real Story</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2WvXgg5e5jo#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spoof on one of my favourite ads... trying to get the song, it appears to be an original agency creation. kickass O&amp;amp;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-5836308833264052350?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/5836308833264052350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=5836308833264052350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5836308833264052350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5836308833264052350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/05/vodafone-elevator-ad-real-story.html' title='Vodafone Elevator Ad - The Real Story'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-5269450342763131004</id><published>2008-04-29T11:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:36:58.548+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dude where's my bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/SBa64pkPtdI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Tot8qAgSUF4/s1600-h/bikewheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/SBa64pkPtdI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Tot8qAgSUF4/s320/bikewheel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194544702611764690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something i hope doesn't happen to me. Always secure the back wheel people. Always the back wheel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://failblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;The Fail Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-5269450342763131004?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/5269450342763131004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=5269450342763131004' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5269450342763131004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5269450342763131004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/04/dude-wheres-my-bike.html' title='Dude where&apos;s my bike'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/SBa64pkPtdI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Tot8qAgSUF4/s72-c/bikewheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-4804659820368266259</id><published>2008-03-15T13:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:23:11.990+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE LOST RING - TRAILER 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/HV2taCwugzk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/HV2taCwugzk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watch!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-4804659820368266259?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/4804659820368266259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=4804659820368266259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/4804659820368266259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/4804659820368266259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost-ring-trailer-1.html' title='THE LOST RING - TRAILER 1'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-7671196616223450097</id><published>2008-03-07T17:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-07T17:02:03.351+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kha(w)aja Mere Kha(w)aja...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Khawaja Mere Khawaja&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.radioreloaded.com/beta/tracks/?17118"&gt;RadioReloaded.com&lt;/a&gt; | Download thousands of MP3s&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.radioreloaded.com/beta/player.swf" menu="false" quality="high" name="index" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;leftbg=0xFF8B00&amp;amp;lefticon=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;rightbg=0xF9B41B&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;amp;righticon=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;amp;text=0x999999&amp;amp;slider=0xE52C00&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0x666666&amp;amp;loader=0xDDDDDD&amp;amp;soundFile=http://www.radioreloaded.com/audio/18k/17118_Khawaja Mere Khawaja.mp3" wmode="transparent" height="24" width="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-7671196616223450097?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/7671196616223450097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=7671196616223450097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/7671196616223450097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/7671196616223450097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/03/khawaja-mere-khawaja.html' title='Kha(w)aja Mere Kha(w)aja...'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-839730070088529978</id><published>2008-03-01T15:40:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:50:34.918+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Reduced Carbon Footprint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/R8ksOt01W6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/Y3EFak4nbLw/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/R8ksOt01W6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/Y3EFak4nbLw/s320/bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172714278342712226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bought myself a bike.. use it to get to work everyday.&lt;br /&gt;no autorickshaws, no burning fuel. Zero emissions (well, almost, depending on what i have eaten the previous night :P) Mine has officially become a Euro 256 compatible lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I love it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-839730070088529978?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/839730070088529978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=839730070088529978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/839730070088529978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/839730070088529978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-reduced-carbon-footprint.html' title='My Reduced Carbon Footprint'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/R8ksOt01W6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/Y3EFak4nbLw/s72-c/bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-9065089647753197822</id><published>2008-01-22T11:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-22T12:19:59.649+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why I Feel Poor...</title><content type='html'>"You're never poor, just broke..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been the mantra i have been following ever since I read it in a book a couple years ago. Has kept me happy, content, (and perpetually broke, but thats another matter) ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent events, however, have had an impact on the believability of this mantra. Its a bit hazy, but lets try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I was happy with my CD player and cell phone. Till I caught a rickshaw this morning, and saw that he had better stuff than i did.&lt;br /&gt;2) I DIDN't lose money in the recent stock market crash. The country lost 7 trillion rupees, not even one of them was mine.&lt;br /&gt;3) I`m 'broke' for &gt;0.25 of the month.&lt;br /&gt;4) People just assume I make more money than I actually do... no questions, no doubts. They're SURE of it.&lt;br /&gt;5) When I correct them, they think I'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;6)I wish there were less weekends in the month (thats right. I said LESS), simply because they are so damn expensive.&lt;br /&gt;7)I have started saying "its not worth it" more often than I'd like to.&lt;br /&gt;8)My laptop sucks so bad, when they play Call Of Duty(tm) on the office network, the server throws me out for being too slow.&lt;br /&gt;9)My wallet has started to hurt my butt, because there are too many coins in it... (i`d prefer more notes)&lt;br /&gt;10)I have a wish list, like everybody else... except that it looks more like a necessity list :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-9065089647753197822?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/9065089647753197822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=9065089647753197822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/9065089647753197822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/9065089647753197822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-i-feel-poor.html' title='Why I Feel Poor...'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-7138453459007797248</id><published>2008-01-21T17:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:03:44.469+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tough Day @ the Office??</title><content type='html'>I don't pretend to know much about these things (everybody else says i SHOULD), but this day the 21st of January saw a bloodbath at the stock exchange.&lt;br /&gt;What i think this would mean, is that a whole lotta people with a whole lotta money put in there, will be undergoing a whole lotta pain.&lt;br /&gt;Its not their pain per se that i'm worried about. Its just that i just happen to know a whole lotta folks who would be at the receiving end of most of that pain-induced-grief. (professionals operating in the financial services space... batchmates, friends all)&lt;br /&gt;I hereby extend my support, shoulder and ear (pretty much everything save for the money) to get them out of their misery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope things bounce back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-7138453459007797248?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/7138453459007797248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=7138453459007797248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/7138453459007797248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/7138453459007797248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/01/tough-day-office.html' title='Tough Day @ the Office??'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-3438341170387596583</id><published>2008-01-08T13:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-08T14:20:25.435+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wii (in glee??)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/R4M13dCGFJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ltKMabwIu0E/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/R4M13dCGFJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ltKMabwIu0E/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153021625444471954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not so recently experienced the Nintendo Wii. (A little slow on the uptake, given that this thing released end of 2006) But in my defense, it does take that long for my friends to buy such a thing and then share it with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooz, it was singularly the most involving gaming machine to have EVER entered my limited scope of things. I wont elaborate on how the damn thing works, or what makes it so involving.. I'll just let the video do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6d1ca4dbef5073d8" 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://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6d1ca4dbef5073d8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330264455%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D408B29790EC8649A60541D0844C5AFE5A69AE690.D59470943912E9322D598AF5C428F64A149B95C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d1ca4dbef5073d8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DboIRuXqPohhWJ0EVEhyud7bDg-M&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://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6d1ca4dbef5073d8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330264455%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D408B29790EC8649A60541D0844C5AFE5A69AE690.D59470943912E9322D598AF5C428F64A149B95C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d1ca4dbef5073d8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DboIRuXqPohhWJ0EVEhyud7bDg-M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to God, I got tired, sweaty and almost passed out (but not before knocking out my worthy opponent in a boxing match) Moms and health care practitioners will love this nifty device!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how its done, and guess who won the Carl vs Lalla boxing match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;br /&gt;-Varun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I want me one of those...  Buddha from the earlier posts, please take note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-3438341170387596583?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6d1ca4dbef5073d8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/3438341170387596583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=3438341170387596583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/3438341170387596583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/3438341170387596583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2008/01/wii-in-glee.html' title='Wii (in glee??)'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/R4M13dCGFJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/ltKMabwIu0E/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-6330646220133069598</id><published>2007-10-17T12:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-17T12:25:43.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How Our Pilot Got Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RxWvEvjKc0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/y3cEX8QwTsQ/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RxWvEvjKc0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/y3cEX8QwTsQ/s320/DSC00293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122192647222096706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingfisher Airlines has this very nifty device installed on the back of every seat. It provides entertainment and information to its passengers, stuff like outside temperature, speed of travel, altitude, ETA, and, a real time map of the route we have traveled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, (like it did yesterday), it backfires.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the most indirect route a plane must have ever taken.&lt;br /&gt;Common sense indicates you fly in a straight line from point A to point B.&lt;br /&gt;Rising Airline fuel prices would make you do the same.&lt;br /&gt;Air Traffic Control makes sure you don't deviate too much from your flight plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pilot had other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the route we took coming in to Mumbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thought I was bad at directions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-6330646220133069598?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/6330646220133069598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=6330646220133069598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6330646220133069598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6330646220133069598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-our-pilot-got-lost.html' title='How Our Pilot Got Lost'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RxWvEvjKc0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/y3cEX8QwTsQ/s72-c/DSC00293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-2059367637847888308</id><published>2007-10-17T10:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-17T11:43:27.409+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jab My Ears Didn't Pop</title><content type='html'>So I went on this little business trip to Delhi... flew there and had a cold. A reasonably bad cold, but nothing to worry about, right??&lt;br /&gt;WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very violently introduced to this thing called air pressure (or the lack of it),  which started  to make itself apparent at about 4600 mts above sea level. INSIDE MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;There was just this balloon of air developing between my ears, and it was painful as hell... The most anokha pain I have experienced ever... EXCRUCIATING, anokha pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me point out at this juncture that this was an airbus... not the kind of bus you can ask to pull over, stop, or slow down, or anything. I was locked in, committed to 45 minutes of descent-induced pain. (evidently my head is more vulnerable to implosion rather than explosion, given the air pressure in my head was lower than outside and my 'cold situation' was preventing the equalisation of the said pressure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergo, Please, take it from me, firsthand.&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT FLY WITH A COLD.&lt;br /&gt;(and no, earbuds, earmuffs do not help)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;*at the time of going to screen, the air pressure in the writer's head, and, consequently the hearing had only been restored to 75%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-2059367637847888308?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/2059367637847888308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=2059367637847888308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/2059367637847888308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/2059367637847888308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/10/jab-my-ears-didnt-pop.html' title='Jab My Ears Didn&apos;t Pop'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-5130180951915543855</id><published>2007-10-13T19:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-13T19:08:02.640+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wotsay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=302713"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=302713" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-5130180951915543855?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/5130180951915543855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=5130180951915543855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5130180951915543855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5130180951915543855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/10/wotsay.html' title='Wotsay?'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-5347672933106393543</id><published>2007-10-06T17:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-13T19:17:05.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Post Production Humor</title><content type='html'>The output of a particularly productive Saturday afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;-Varun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I tried to read your mind, but it was running at 2 fps (*1).&lt;br /&gt;2) You're so thick, you can be classified as HD (*2).&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you call a horny telecine machine?   (De)Spirit 4K&lt;br /&gt;4) He used to pleasure himself so much, they made him a shake (*3) artist.&lt;br /&gt;5) He was so dark, our Lustre (*4)broke.&lt;br /&gt;6) Yo Mamma's so fat, we had to change the aspect ratio.&lt;br /&gt;7) Yo' Mamma's so fat, I had to photograph her in landscape mode.&lt;br /&gt;8) Yo' Mamma's so fat, we made her wear green and used her as the chroma (*5) screen.&lt;br /&gt;9) Yo' Mamma's so fat, she couldn't fit on our SAN (*6).&lt;br /&gt;10) Yo' Mamma's so fat, we had to scan her in 8K (*7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the uninitiated...&lt;br /&gt;1) fps = frames per second. The normal speed is 24/25 fps depending on the medium.&lt;br /&gt;2) HD = High Density&lt;br /&gt;3) Shake = software/hardware combination to used to add visual effects to a scene.&lt;br /&gt;4) Lustre = grading system used for colour correction.&lt;br /&gt;5) croma = green screen used for vfx shots.&lt;br /&gt;6) SAN = high capacity (some terabytes) hard disks typically used in data intensive workflows.&lt;br /&gt;7) 8K = highest scanning resolution possible today, uses the highest amount of disk space per frame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-5347672933106393543?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/5347672933106393543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=5347672933106393543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5347672933106393543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5347672933106393543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/10/post-production-humor.html' title='Post Production Humor'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-9211494193184468687</id><published>2007-10-04T10:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-04T10:28:53.619+05:30</updated><title type='text'>10 Reasons I Can't be Jason Bourne</title><content type='html'>1) They won't give me so many Visa's.&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't know how to hotwire a car.&lt;br /&gt;3) I can't ride a scooter that well... i'd simply fall off a high speed chase.&lt;br /&gt;4) I can't find the quickest way out of Bandra, let alone NY, Madrid, or Morocco.&lt;br /&gt;5) I don't know any secrets which may cause people to hurt me... Even if i DID know any, i'd forget them in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;6) I can't keep fighting once my nose is broken.&lt;br /&gt;7) My nose can't mend itself.&lt;br /&gt;8) I can't really walk incognito anwhere... (the Mathur clan has spread so far and wide, wouldn't be surprised if during an on foot chase sequence some kid yells "arre yeh toh Varun bhaiyya thhe.")&lt;br /&gt;9) Mum wouldn't let me forget who I am (Thank God for that)&lt;br /&gt;10) My online footprint is Waaay to large.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-9211494193184468687?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/9211494193184468687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=9211494193184468687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/9211494193184468687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/9211494193184468687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/10/10-reasons-i-cant-be-jason-bourne.html' title='10 Reasons I Can&apos;t be Jason Bourne'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-6120555051507893971</id><published>2007-10-03T13:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-03T13:33:49.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9RLsOk303fw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9RLsOk303fw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while, in the course of your work, one comes across something amazing, brilliant and simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my course of work brings things that are a little more interesting, and pertinent to most people (given that I'm a part of the "entertainment" business)&lt;br /&gt;Either ways, this is one of those bits that make the work all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hum chal rahe hain judaa judaa... par caravan toh ek hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-6120555051507893971?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/6120555051507893971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=6120555051507893971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6120555051507893971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6120555051507893971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/10/every-once-in-while-in-course-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-3761027146676920875</id><published>2007-09-26T12:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:16:30.645+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vision Twenty20?</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to 'Team India' for the biggest comeback in recent times.&lt;br /&gt;One look at the frenzy and fever this last week clearly demonstrates the "back to form" nature of our game. People leaving work early, trains empty, streets empty (although the streets went back to being full minutes after the last ball was bowled, in celebration, ie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, its not the game that excites me... nor the 'Return of It'. What gets to me is the way the entire machinery is so kicked about this performance. TV channels are happy that their single biggest cash cow, and their big investments in buying rights and setting up telecast is finally paying off... Advertisers want to recover from their World Cup fiasco... Viewers had all but lost hope of deriving any entertainment from the game whatsoever. Twenty20 may well have been the answer to everybody's prayers (or an elegant solution to everybody's problems... depending on which way you see it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We win one popularised , "Americanised" version of the game, and everybody involved sees a ray of hope. Cricket is back (regardless of the way, shape or form) Its in their own best interest to hype this up even further. Expect all our 'players' to be suitably and overwhelmingly rewarded. Cars, houses, promotions and hard cash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes, all of them. Heroes of a nation and an economy starved for entertainment. Heroes of brands and corporations  who bet big on the game, lost face and faith and then regained it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well played Team India!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-3761027146676920875?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/3761027146676920875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=3761027146676920875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/3761027146676920875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/3761027146676920875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/09/vision-twenty20.html' title='Vision Twenty20?'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-454286733286562046</id><published>2007-09-24T13:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:05:29.504+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boo-daa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rvd1fLv0weI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sA9-dyOs0E4/s1600-h/ABCD0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rvd1fLv0weI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sA9-dyOs0E4/s320/ABCD0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113685080492261858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyderabad has this very nice little lake. They have boating and everything, and a Buddha statue in the middle of it. Given that I went there like a pucca tourist (sans the camera hanging from my neck, of course) I decided to take the boat ride as well.. followed by one of the finest dinners I have had in recent times. (The Waterfront,  on Eat Street, Hussain Sagar Lake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved the city, loved their roads, and loved the lakeside. I hereby aspire to have a bungalow in Banjara Hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Buddha, grant me my aspirations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-454286733286562046?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/454286733286562046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=454286733286562046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/454286733286562046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/454286733286562046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/09/boo-daa.html' title='Boo-daa'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rvd1fLv0weI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sA9-dyOs0E4/s72-c/ABCD0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-3620688330408620960</id><published>2007-09-06T12:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-06T13:22:21.126+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mere 2 Bhai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rt-wf8jL_QI/AAAAAAAAARc/iixzSLMJgg0/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rt-wf8jL_QI/AAAAAAAAARc/iixzSLMJgg0/s200/DSC00225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106994565337578754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres this thing I say about friends... the ones who come to your party are friends... those who are among the last to leave are the best friends, and the ones who stay over are family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to two o' ma' brothers... (you`ll know who they are, and what they are best at) Figuratively speaking, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-3620688330408620960?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/3620688330408620960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=3620688330408620960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/3620688330408620960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/3620688330408620960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/09/mere-2-bhai.html' title='Mere 2 Bhai'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rt-wf8jL_QI/AAAAAAAAARc/iixzSLMJgg0/s72-c/DSC00225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-2787184380802417231</id><published>2007-09-06T12:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-06T12:39:47.015+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Leopold must be very very happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rt-l78jL_PI/AAAAAAAAARU/lw-_yvHGbbU/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rt-l78jL_PI/AAAAAAAAARU/lw-_yvHGbbU/s200/DSC00223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106982951746010354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple weeks ago i was mighty kicked about the new Hard Rock Cafe in Mumbai... Awesome ambience, drinks and basically going on about how we all had a nice time (after a long time, too)&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night we did the same at Cafe Leopold's (Colaba Causeway, although if you know me, chances are you will know where this is too)&lt;br /&gt;what made this evening (and the place) special was&lt;br /&gt;i) It was a very dear friends birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;ii) went there (and sat upstairs) after the longest time, brought college rushing back into my head.&lt;br /&gt;iii) Got a load of how much of a Mumbai landmark it has become (see picture above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how long it takes for Hard Rock Cafe to get on of those...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-2787184380802417231?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/2787184380802417231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=2787184380802417231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/2787184380802417231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/2787184380802417231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/09/leopold-must-be-very-very-happy.html' title='Leopold must be very very happy'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rt-l78jL_PI/AAAAAAAAARU/lw-_yvHGbbU/s72-c/DSC00223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-8452540770399826605</id><published>2007-09-01T11:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-01T12:10:19.928+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bad Week for the 'Talkies'</title><content type='html'>The week starting 31st August was an extremely unusual one, especially for Cinemas, who's staff are very flummoxed and very slightly ruffled at the sorry turnout at all their properties across the city. The reason being the dismal outcome of a whole load of hoopla.&lt;br /&gt;3 films, 2 of them remakes and one of them a much touted, much hyped one... BOMBED.&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wonder (and doubt)... marketing. Does it really work. Coz I know for a fact (and don't ask me how), that a whole lot of people put in a whole lot of effort - and not just educated guesswork - into promoting each of these films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience expectations need to be managed...but CAN they be? What makes you wanna see the film before you actually have? What does one need to tell you so that you go out and buy that ticket?  Is not like a diamond ring that you can see, wear, rub against your tshirt, shine, see and wear again before you decide to buy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers to these questions will come once I become a marketing GURU...(and will be duly posted here) till then, go catch a flick. But wait for the next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-8452540770399826605?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/8452540770399826605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=8452540770399826605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/8452540770399826605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/8452540770399826605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-week-for-talkies.html' title='Bad Week for the &apos;Talkies&apos;'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-6034844435565589026</id><published>2007-08-21T19:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:19:52.964+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Great Indian Film Industry</title><content type='html'>Attended my first 'technical screening' for a film today. Which means I get to see the film with its Producer and Director (and not too many others) sitting right there beside me.  Who were also,  as it were, seeing the film - in its entirety and current form - for the first time. Gee wiz... here I am. feeling all important and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Mr. Bollywood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-6034844435565589026?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/6034844435565589026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=6034844435565589026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6034844435565589026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6034844435565589026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/great-indian-film-industry.html' title='The Great Indian Film Industry'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-4496540118443871027</id><published>2007-08-13T18:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:56:00.967+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Fever</title><content type='html'>Da Da Da DaDa Da Da  Da Daaa Da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Chocolaate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts and Duff Beer... if ya STILL don't know what i`m talking about, you deserve this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simpson's movie.. watch the trailer here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-O7Nteshv4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-O7Nteshv4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then.. GO AND SEE THE MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely hilarious, and a great way to get introduced to the clan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You've seen them before, cant see why you haven't seen the film yet.&lt;br /&gt;Go for it guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-4496540118443871027?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/4496540118443871027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=4496540118443871027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/4496540118443871027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/4496540118443871027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/yellow-fever.html' title='Yellow Fever'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-7870030686812545872</id><published>2007-08-12T00:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:06:09.008+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of an MBA...</title><content type='html'>Long, but worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;From: &lt;b class="gmail_sendername"&gt;UPPU (lets hope this ain't HIS story...doubt if HCL Comnet has anything to do with ball bearings...but one never knows)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; July 26&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't hold myself down. My FIRST day on the job!!&lt;br /&gt; And I like it already. "Assistant Junior Deputy to the Vice&lt;br /&gt; Chairman -  Manufacturing". My dad was thrilled when he heard my&lt;br /&gt; designation. "What the f!@#!!!" was his exact words. Oh I love it&lt;br /&gt; when my parents are happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Need to meet HR in half an hour. I cant wait to get&lt;br /&gt; My first Employee ID Card and cubicle. I hope Parthasarathy&lt;br /&gt; Whatayblouse Crappers is the beginning of great things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; P.S. I have brought my favorite textbooks back from&lt;br /&gt; the insti. OD, OM and HR should help me grow rapidly in the&lt;br /&gt; organization. And I  WILL  handle soft issues before facing hard issues&lt;br /&gt;here at PWC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; July 28th&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Had a lot of fun with HR yesterday. The guy who had&lt;br /&gt; recruited me had left a month ago. So they didnt know I was joining.&lt;br /&gt; We had a hearty laugh over that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'll get my cubicle in a few days time. For the time&lt;br /&gt; being I am sharing a nice one with Claire. She's with Corporate&lt;br /&gt; Communication. The phone doesnt work though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; August 2nd&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Met my boss today. He spend a lot of time with my CV&lt;br /&gt; and then asked me how I managed to get a job with them. (Even he knows&lt;br /&gt; how lucky they are to get me..) He told me to review our material&lt;br /&gt; ordering system in the err... umm... the... the "big yellow and blue&lt;br /&gt; noisy machine section" of the plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Claire is working on an "Our Employees Love Us"&lt;br /&gt; campaign. The office boy had just resigned. So she got me to pose with&lt;br /&gt;an apron and a  tray of cookies for a photo. They are going to call me&lt;br /&gt; Ramon and use it for ads. I am going to be famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; August 7th&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My first breakthrough. I have decided to order&lt;br /&gt; Nickel ball  bearings using the EQO.. QEO... whatever formula. It takes&lt;br /&gt;into account item cost, holding cost and weight of ball bearing I&lt;br /&gt; think. The  purchase guy gave me a funny look when he saw my annual&lt;br /&gt; requisition contract form. He is obviously not an MBA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Claire resigned today. She told me carry on with the&lt;br /&gt; "Our  Employees Love Us" campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; P.S. Lesson for the week. You cannot order  0.7564 of&lt;br /&gt; a ball bearing. It has to be in whole numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; August 11th&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just got a shipment of 4384 ball bearings. I&lt;br /&gt; Checked up with Engineering. They said that should be enough for&lt;br /&gt; around 14 years of requirement. I gave them 3 and stashed away the rest&lt;br /&gt;in a cupboard in my room. If prices of ball bearings go up, I see a lot&lt;br /&gt;of potential savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have decided to develop informal channels of communication.&lt;br /&gt; From tomorrow I will spend a little time next to the coffee machine&lt;br /&gt; to understand the unspoken messages within the  underbelly of the firm.&lt;br /&gt;(That OD book is good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; August 14th&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I sent my first official letter today. It was to our&lt;br /&gt; Facilities manager Merry Le Bian. She is a hottie. I told her&lt;br /&gt; that the Coffee Machine takes too much time to reheat between&lt;br /&gt; refills. Wrote it in  a WAC format and all with a table of contents and&lt;br /&gt;everything. She is  sure going to impressed!! I spell checked it in MS&lt;br /&gt;word and  emailed it to her an hour ago. No reply yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They scrapped the "Our Employees Love Us" campaign. The photo&lt;br /&gt; Shoot  was taking up too much time, and people were being&lt;br /&gt; forced to stay late without extra pay. Someone finally went and&lt;br /&gt; vandalised the banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It now reads "Our Employers Shove Us". I offered to  model&lt;br /&gt; for all the snaps and videos. They called me a dickhead. I was&lt;br /&gt; delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dickhead is internal slang for "Big Stud". HR told me.&lt;br /&gt; Everyone calls me that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; P.S. One more shipment of ball bearings came. Again&lt;br /&gt; 4384. The contract can't be changed now. I dont have too much space&lt;br /&gt; left  in my cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; August 25th&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My letter came back. It had a pink post-it on it from&lt;br /&gt; Merry.  "Please proofread" it said. It was CC'd to my boss. How was&lt;br /&gt; I supposed to know MS Word would spell check her name and change it to&lt;br /&gt; Merry Lesbian????!!!! Where's natural justice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Today five minutes before a meeting the cupboard&lt;br /&gt; Door  broke open. It  took me ten minutes to pick up all the ball&lt;br /&gt;bearings  from the  floor. I  had to run to the board room for the&lt;br /&gt;meeting and  slipped on a bearing which rolled under the door. I fell on&lt;br /&gt;the coffee machine and tipped coffee powder into the polymer mixing&lt;br /&gt;maching tray. Noone saw anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; P.S. Sorry for the long break. My computer crashed.&lt;br /&gt; There was a mail from an old friend. She's now married into the&lt;br /&gt; Welchia family I think.  Crashed after that. Strange name that&lt;br /&gt;Welchia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; September 2nd&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My boss told me I may not last the probation period.&lt;br /&gt; I  was mighty thrilled to hear that. Imagine!! Permanent in less&lt;br /&gt; than three months!! That should be some sort of company record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I made a presentation to all the staff yesterday. Some 300 people&lt;br /&gt; were there. I think I sent good vibes. Everyone was smiling and&lt;br /&gt; nodding their heads during the presentation. Someone later&lt;br /&gt; told me my fly was open the whole time. But I don't think anyone&lt;br /&gt; noticed. The presentation was on "An Open Culture: Let the&lt;br /&gt; feeling show!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; p.s. 17156 ball bearings. I floated a scheme to give&lt;br /&gt; each employee a ball bearing for every year of service. The HR&lt;br /&gt; manager immediately convened a meeting with my boss. Every suggestion&lt;br /&gt; counts here at PWC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; September 4th&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have been transferred to the office in Sub-Saharan&lt;br /&gt; Africa. I will be heading the Room Heater and Hot Water Geyser&lt;br /&gt; products division.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They have also told me to pay for all the ball bearings I&lt;br /&gt; bought. I think it speaks much of the entrepreneurial spirit. I have&lt;br /&gt; been told to leave immediately for Kujumbinana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; P.S. A foreign posting in under a year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; September 5th&lt;br /&gt; Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am in Kujumbinana. We don't have a branch&lt;br /&gt; here.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A career is a wonderful thing, but you can't snuggle up to it on a cold night."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-7870030686812545872?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/7870030686812545872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=7870030686812545872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/7870030686812545872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/7870030686812545872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/memoirs-of-mba.html' title='Memoirs of an MBA...'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-6280246472480517901</id><published>2007-08-11T23:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:47:27.531+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One Night at the Hard Rock Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rr37Je2L7FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/sKYIiB-1FsI/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rr37Je2L7FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/sKYIiB-1FsI/s200/DSC00207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097506493571001426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard Rock Cafe (funny, I always thought I'd need a passport to go to one), till they opened one right here in my city.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it took me a good six months to actually visit it, and I regretted it (taking that long to go there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love with the place the minute I set foot in it. (and loved it more the minute I stepped out, but more on that later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what it was, but the ambience, music, crowd and the overall look and feel is sooo different from anything else I have seen - not that I have seen much - but what clinched it was the eternally heady mix of alcohol and old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thouroughly recommended, and no, they haven't paid me to write this post. (although a few gift vouchers WOULD be welcome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard Rock Cafe... anybody listening??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-6280246472480517901?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/6280246472480517901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=6280246472480517901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6280246472480517901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6280246472480517901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-night-at-hard-rock-cafe.html' title='One Night at the Hard Rock Cafe'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/Rr37Je2L7FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/sKYIiB-1FsI/s72-c/DSC00207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-1013557894383325726</id><published>2007-08-08T18:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:43:38.597+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Of Shy Exhibitionism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrnAw-2L7EI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fvkJU4Ux3kQ/s1600-h/ist2_659731_shy_teen_sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrnAw-2L7EI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fvkJU4Ux3kQ/s200/ist2_659731_shy_teen_sepia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096316401082952770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to convince a friend to give me the URL to her blog... She refused...&lt;br /&gt;Now whats wrong with this picture?&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING, if I am asked (which is just about never, ergo - this blog)...the whole point of a blog is that you put up your knowledge, thoughts, feelings, emotions (and sometimes just cold logic) for the whole world to see. Why else would you post something that is so easily accessible to just about everybody who wants to go there... no passwords, no permissions and no restrictions to reading what's on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Its a bit of a rush knowing that people you don't even know exist, can see whats up in your life, and have a look what you think is important and pertinent.&lt;br /&gt;The problem, I guess, arises when people who you DO know... albeit vaguely, have access to  that little piece of info... The one's who are close won't do anything about your personal ramblings... and the one's who aren't... CAN'T... Its the ones that fall in the middle who are the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes life's little paradoxes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i DID manage to get the aforementioned blog URL at the time of going to print of this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-1013557894383325726?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/1013557894383325726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=1013557894383325726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/1013557894383325726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/1013557894383325726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/of-shy-exhibitionism.html' title='Of Shy Exhibitionism'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrnAw-2L7EI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fvkJU4Ux3kQ/s72-c/ist2_659731_shy_teen_sepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-1409116346785457044</id><published>2007-08-07T18:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:48:56.502+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Available" vs "Appear Offline"</title><content type='html'>Instant messaging is allowed on our office network. Agreed ours is one of the more liberal offices around (they have only just resorted to limiting one`s net connection, and that too not on the manager&amp;#39;s network) ergo, Orkut, Gmail, Google Talk, MSN, Yahoo, Skype ... you name it, we can run it. No proxies, no web messengers, no trickery required. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Such easy access makes you wonder, isn&amp;#39;t it great for the people you work with to have you accessible realtime, and yet with the option of shutting them out... conditional privacy. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So far as I can say, work is so much easier when people are in touch constantly... my gtalk is like a hotline to me. AND I can shut it off..AND&amp;nbsp; I can choose to ignore it...AND it is unobtrusive...(unlike my cell phone) All you need is the discipline to stay away from those frivolous chat sessions all the time (personally, I think a little bit of it here and there makes for a decent break) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To read more on it... see the &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB118523443717075546.html?mod=technology_featured_stories_hs"&gt;WSJ&amp;#39;s article&lt;/a&gt; on IM @ the workplace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;cheers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;A career is a wonderful thing, but you can&amp;#39;t snuggle up to it on a cold night.&amp;quot; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-1409116346785457044?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/1409116346785457044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=1409116346785457044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/1409116346785457044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/1409116346785457044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/available-vs-appear-offline.html' title='&quot;Available&quot; vs &quot;Appear Offline&quot;'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-7337973168045057257</id><published>2007-08-04T12:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-04T12:36:40.852+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What's YOUR Story</title><content type='html'>...thats the tagline for our current brand assignment : &lt;a href="http://www.filmaka.in/"&gt;Filmaka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me wonder&lt;br /&gt;what IS a story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find out.. in fairly succinct terms, by way of an item in my inbox. here's the lowdown (courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.copyblogger.com"&gt;Copyblogger&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Storytelling reveals meaning without committing the error of defining it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hannah Arendt &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Storytelling is the most powerful way to put ideas into the world today. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Robert McKee&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s all storytelling, you know. That’s what journalism is all about. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tom Brokaw&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you tell me, it’s an essay. If you show me, it’s a story. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Barbara Greene&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t say the old lady screamed—bring her on and let her scream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mark Twain&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-395"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s not the college degree that makes a writer. The great thing is to have a story to tell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Polly Adler&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A song ain’t nothin’ in the world but a story just wrote with music to it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hank Williams, Sr.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stories are the single most powerful weapon in a leader’s arsenal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Howard Gardner, Harvard University&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stories tell us of what we already knew and forgot, and remind us of what we haven’t yet imagined.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Anne Watson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have to understand, my dears, that the shortest distance between truth and a human being is a story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Anthony de Mello&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-7337973168045057257?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/7337973168045057257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=7337973168045057257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/7337973168045057257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/7337973168045057257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-your-story.html' title='What&apos;s YOUR Story'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-5207058280233915110</id><published>2007-08-04T10:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:23:23.301+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Small Car VS BIG Car Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrQGH-2L7CI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KIUX1JYYSro/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrQGH-2L7CI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KIUX1JYYSro/s320/DSC00185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094703812661996578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ref. to part 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happens when small car FORGETS to stop in its tracks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-5207058280233915110?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/5207058280233915110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=5207058280233915110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5207058280233915110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/5207058280233915110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/small-car-vs-big-car-part-2.html' title='Small Car VS BIG Car Part 2'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrQGH-2L7CI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KIUX1JYYSro/s72-c/DSC00185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-2739578583349853042</id><published>2007-08-04T10:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:18:33.989+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Green as Never Seen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrQDy-2L7BI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nLTjUB-UlD4/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrQDy-2L7BI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nLTjUB-UlD4/s320/DSC00188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094701252861488146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus to Pune yesterday. Came back with the colour green imprinted on my cornea. There was so much of it. (when you could see through the fog, ie. )&lt;br /&gt;Just like a walk, er, drive in the clouds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-2739578583349853042?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/2739578583349853042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=2739578583349853042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/2739578583349853042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/2739578583349853042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/green-as-never-seen.html' title='Green as Never Seen'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrQDy-2L7BI/AAAAAAAAAPo/nLTjUB-UlD4/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-4896720696085997610</id><published>2007-08-02T13:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:45:11.963+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Small Car vs BIG Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrGRr-2L7AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PV3oGB8Uie0/s1600-h/DSC00174-786291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrGRr-2L7AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PV3oGB8Uie0/s320/DSC00174-786291.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Theres a Hummer in my building.. all bright and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;Stopped in my tracks the first time I saw it (and the second, and the third, and so on) Now usually, I`m not a fan of the Behemoth automobiles. but what do you do if you see a mini-behemoth (this one's a baby hummer - an H3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guessed it... YOU STOP IN YOUR TRACKS&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Like with any other thing beautiful out there (including most women I know), I haven't been able to touch it yet. Just couldn't get myself to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-4896720696085997610?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/4896720696085997610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=4896720696085997610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/4896720696085997610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/4896720696085997610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/small-car-vs-big-car.html' title='Small Car vs BIG Car'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrGRr-2L7AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PV3oGB8Uie0/s72-c/DSC00174-786291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-528747502803437340.post-6797231574745217280</id><published>2007-08-02T13:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:21:47.478+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Blogging Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrGMJ-2L6_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/feRABOVQEWM/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrGMJ-2L6_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/feRABOVQEWM/s320/DSC00147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094006756649724914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to bite the blogging apple (and a couple of plums to boot) yet again. This here is my THIRD attempt at blogging... and consequently my third attempt at being regular at anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessee how this one goes. me, no hopes from this one either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This time I am assisted by my trusty (and extremely capable) SE W810i. So expect a whole lot of pictures and comments on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/528747502803437340-6797231574745217280?l=my2megapixels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/feeds/6797231574745217280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=528747502803437340&amp;postID=6797231574745217280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6797231574745217280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/528747502803437340/posts/default/6797231574745217280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my2megapixels.blogspot.com/2007/08/blogging-apple.html' title='The Blogging Apple'/><author><name>varun mathur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524541812720185779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TY4a7PqDYY8/RrGMJ-2L6_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/feRABOVQEWM/s72-c/DSC00147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
