<?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-22555281</id><updated>2011-11-07T13:58:35.692+05:30</updated><category term='NaNoWriMo'/><category term='Atheism'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='La Difference'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Causes'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Brain Lint'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Collection'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Rideo ergo sum</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-49351765249189258</id><published>2009-03-27T13:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:35:40.369+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Seekers of insight</title><content type='html'>After a long time, I was going over my blog statistics. And guess which page is the highest ranking entry page? &lt;a href="http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/02/bootism-or-why-women-love-shoes-so.html"&gt;Why women love shoes so much&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite surprising that there are so many people out there who type almost the exact words in the search engine and come to my page. People from diverse places like Turkey, Indonesia or New Zealand (to name just three). It just seems to know that women do, in fact, all over the world, love shoes very much. And that men don't, in fact, all over the world, understand women. But at least some of them are trying to find the answers. I will take hope in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-49351765249189258?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/49351765249189258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=49351765249189258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/49351765249189258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/49351765249189258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2009/03/seekers-of-insight.html' title='Seekers of insight'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-5186556530411034579</id><published>2008-10-28T16:28:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:32:01.379+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><title type='text'>Famous again!!!</title><content type='html'>There's &lt;a href="http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=VE9JUFUvMjAwOC8xMC8yOCNBcjAwMjAw&amp;amp;Mode=Gif&amp;amp;Locale=english-skin-custom"&gt;coverage of NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt; in the Pune times! And your's truly is featured!!! &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;So are a couple of good friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-5186556530411034579?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/5186556530411034579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=5186556530411034579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/5186556530411034579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/5186556530411034579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/10/famous-again.html' title='Famous again!!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-2471098728254171243</id><published>2008-10-23T09:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:50:55.191+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>Shame on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.webuser.co.uk/news/news.php?id=270474"&gt;Even potted plants are blogging now&lt;/a&gt;. A wake up call for me to stop vegetating and neglecting my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-2471098728254171243?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/2471098728254171243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=2471098728254171243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/2471098728254171243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/2471098728254171243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/10/shame-on-me.html' title='Shame on me'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-8914541737261253408</id><published>2008-10-22T16:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:56:45.295+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>Promising the moon</title><content type='html'>Today, India sent out a successful mission to the moon. I am not in India at the moment and don't have access to the Indian news channels , but I am sure that the airwaves are flooded with self-congratulatory reports. And worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  can picture it right now: an NDTV spot where the newscaster is interviewing a "reknowned astrologer" about the effects of such an event. Of a man-made object landing on the moon, an how it will affect astrological conjunctions and so on. It is really fortunate that we haven't sent a man to the moon yet. Or it would be quite a difficult proposition for an astrologer to predict how the man's future would be affected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fills me a sense of hopelessness to think that in a country that is successfully able to send probes to the planets, the vast majority of the people still live in terror of what effect those planets have on our fates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-8914541737261253408?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/8914541737261253408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=8914541737261253408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8914541737261253408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8914541737261253408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/10/promising-moon.html' title='Promising the moon'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-6554728449420136404</id><published>2008-07-14T11:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:17:16.703+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>Atheist 13 Meme</title><content type='html'>Nicked from &lt;a href="http://ozatheist.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I wasn't nominated, decided to "just do it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q1. How would you define “atheism”?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Atheism is the lack of belief in gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q2. Was your upbringing religious? If so, what tradition?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My parents are Hindu but my upbringing was not very religious, other than my grandma telling me the stories from the Hindu mythologies at bedtime every night. And I went to a Catholic school for the first few years, where I was highly confused at the contradicitions of that faith with what my grandma used to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q3. How would you describe “Intelligent Design”, using only one word?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Unbelievable!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q4. What scientific endeavour really excites you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Scientific endeavor in the medical field is really exciting,  stem cell research,  in medicine and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q5. If you could change one thing about the “atheist community”, what would it be and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have mostly encountered the "atheist community" on the internet and that itself is sad. In India, atheists are not a very organized bunch and don't have a lot of say. Now that I am in Australia, I find that the atheist community is, naturally, Christian-focussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q6. If your child came up to you and said “I’m joining the clergy”, what would be your first response?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*Looks around for nonexistent child*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hypothetically, would be amazed and shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q7. What’s your favourite theistic argument, and how do you usually refute it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My favourite theistic argument from India, mostly Hinduism, is that the ancients must have known more than us, and they could not have been wrong about astrology/caste system/rituals. I usually refute it by pointing out that though the "ancients" may have had perfectly good reasons and information about these subjects at the time, those seem to have been lost over the ages by the time it reached us, and in their present form, most of these things have been reduced to mere mumbo-jumbo. And that we should rediscover for ourselves these truths, instead of taking them at face value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q8. What’s your most “controversial” (as far as general attitudes amongst other atheists goes) viewpoint?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My most controversial viewpoint is that all "godmen"are charlattans, which offends a lot of people who swear by the "Art of Living" or Baba Ramdev or Sathya Sai Baba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q9. Of the “Four Horsemen” (Dawkins, Dennett, Hitchens and Harris) who is your favourite, and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dawkins. I have read only Dawkins and Harris, but Dawkins's science appeals to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Q10. If you could convince just &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; theistic person to abandon their beliefs, who would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father, because it is sad for me to see an otherwise rational, aware and intelligent man be such a slave to concepts like astrology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now name three other atheist blogs that you’d like to see take up the Atheist Thirteen gauntlet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hmm... this is tricky. Going with three of my favourite atheists, in no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aparna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://tarunsomani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tarun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madmanweb.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Madhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You're it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-6554728449420136404?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/6554728449420136404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=6554728449420136404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/6554728449420136404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/6554728449420136404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/07/atheist-13-meme.html' title='Atheist 13 Meme'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-5888820820676565166</id><published>2008-06-20T06:00:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-20T06:19:10.334+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>Tram Observations</title><content type='html'>During the last two months in Melbourne, I have noticed a strange phenomenon in trams. Often, a very crowded tram will have a few empty seats but no one rushing to fill them. Now, coming from Hyderabad, this was a very very strange thing to me. In the beginning, I was suspicious of the seats, wondering if someone had puked there or something (not unlikely, since a lot of drunk folk get on the trams late in the night  on weekends). But there would be nothing wrong with the seats and it always puzzled me that no one was rushing to sit there even though there were people standing all around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have started working, which translates to commuting in the rush hour, things are clearing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got onto a very crowded tram the other evening on my way home from work. As usual, there were a crowd of people standing, holding on to handbags, backpacks, PDAs, evening editions of newspapers, coats, and so many other things. Two people got up from a seat and got off at the next stop. Everyone in the immediate vicinity of the the seat looked at each other with mildly questioning looks, wondering if anyone else wanted to sit down. This really amazed me, because back home, I know that people would just shove past and grab the seat as if it were a game of musical chairs. After a few seconds of looking around, one man shuffled forward with a very embarassed expression on his face, and after a couple of "excuse me"'s he sat on one of the seats. Through the rest of the journey, the other seat remained empty, even though there was an elderly lady standing near it, and a whole lot of other people. I realised that people were not taking the seat because they thought someone else may need it more. Or because they were not far from their stops and didn't think it worthwhile to grab a seat for such a short distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole analysis really fascinated me. When I got off the tram, I realised that even with my painfully sprained ankle and laptop bag, I had remained standing too, watching the drama of the empty seat! I guess this means that I now have the Melbourne spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-5888820820676565166?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/5888820820676565166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=5888820820676565166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/5888820820676565166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/5888820820676565166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/06/tram-observations.html' title='Tram Observations'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-1875582220347142629</id><published>2008-06-14T13:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-14T13:49:48.305+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Difference'/><title type='text'>The Best Medicine</title><content type='html'>Went to a doctor yesterday, about my sprained ankle. And the doctor prescribed... *** drum rolls*** shoe shopping! Well for those who know &lt;a href="http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/02/bootism-or-why-women-love-shoes-so.html"&gt;my feelings about shoe shopping,&lt;/a&gt; you can imagine that it was an all-round pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there was a sound reason behind the prescription. The doctor told me to get boots that would support my ankle and prevent it from rolling in case of a misstep. So now I have two new pairs of swank new fashionable boots, which are already making me feel better!       Oh, and one more thing that made me feel better. Apparently, my shoe size is "perfect", which means I will get any shoe I want in my size! Well, that definitely makes me feel good. Finally a perfect size, even if it is in shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-1875582220347142629?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/1875582220347142629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=1875582220347142629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/1875582220347142629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/1875582220347142629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/06/best-medicine.html' title='The Best Medicine'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-7934746896736250866</id><published>2008-03-19T16:09:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:58:39.297+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>no more time...</title><content type='html'>I met her on the bus, I met her in the corridors... a friendly smile, a kind word, and we were friends forever. Of course, it wasn't that easy. Along the way there was a shared love for books, there were hours of gossip, endless chats in cafes, invitations to leisurely lunches. There were day-long shopping sprees and ladies-only club nights. We had all the time in the world, to try on dozens of clothes, to order another sandwich, and for that last bit of gossip on the phone after getting home from an evening out. But all of a sudden, there is no more time. The days are &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;flying by, filled with paperwork and meetings and weekends crammed with chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with the hours and minutes slipping out of my fingers like sand, I wish I had made more of the time I had with them, living on the same street, sitting on the same floor, working in the same building, or just across the road. I wish we could have taken that crazy trip to the hills, I wish there would be another release of a Harry Potter book, I wish we could go out for just one more movie together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than a month, we will be separated by an ocean. Those moments we took for granted will be nothing but memories. And I will look at every face I meet and hope for another friend forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-7934746896736250866?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/7934746896736250866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=7934746896736250866&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/7934746896736250866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/7934746896736250866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/03/no-more-time.html' title='no more time...'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-3097109641195146785</id><published>2008-02-08T01:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-08T14:17:16.952+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>What time of the day am I?</title><content type='html'>Good fun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3321"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/timeofday_quiz/315.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-3097109641195146785?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/3097109641195146785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=3097109641195146785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/3097109641195146785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/3097109641195146785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/02/what-time-of-day-am-i.html' title='What time of the day am I?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-8418510601961289803</id><published>2008-02-06T12:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-06T14:09:05.860+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Three series</title><content type='html'>From the Harry Potter link in the &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2008/02/exorcist-redux.html"&gt;last pos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2008/02/exorcist-redux.html"&gt;t&lt;/a&gt;, you can see that the Vatican has done a comparative study of three popular fantasy fiction series: Harry Potter, The Lord of the Rings and the Chronicles of Narnia. Well, I don't think it's necessary to say I don't really agree with their analysis, but here's my own reasoning of why I like the Harry Potter series better than the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, let me start by clarifying that by no means do I think that the Harry Potter series is the best that could be. There is a much better series out there, which I think every fan of Harry Potter should read, The Bartimaeus Trilogy. J K Rowling has created an amazing world, which draws from the legends and myths that are well-known to us, but that same world is shown to also interact with our own. However, the last two books of the HP series seemed a bit off to me, but I only realized what the problem was when I was deep into my own NaNoWriMo novel last November. I kept trying to introduce plot twists to keep my story going, which is the feeling I had got from the books 6 and 7. And yes, I have read HP fanfiction that can beat the last two books hands down any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still like the HP series better than Narnia and LoTR. But please remember, that whatever I write here is about the books and not about the movies at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HP v/s Narnia&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the Narnia series when I was in Sixth grade. I had devoured the series in about a month's time, all 7(?) books or something, in the order in which they were published (hint, not in choronological order). What struck me about the books, even at that age was that they were very preachy. I had, of course, not read the views of any critics and was not really able to read into the subliminal message of Aslan as Christ and so on, but the preachiness still stuck out. And I guess, even when I was 12, I preferred books that would let the reader think for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, the HP books are written from the point of view of Harry, and the reader grows with him through the books. There is no real narrating voice which gives commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that had struck me at that time as not particularly believable, was the whole business with the rings and portals, and having a sort of "Dadar station" where you could switch between portals and worlds. It seemed quite contrived to me at that time, though I hadn't read too many other fantasy works, and now that I have, the whole thing seems very ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's not as if J K Rowling explains the phenomena of apparation or floo travel with hardcore science, but it is still within the realm of imagination that they can be explained by some magical theory which is known to the wizards, if not to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Narnia series is also very age-specific. Because of it's preachiness, it appears to be talking down to the reader, and so, it is not particularly enjoyable for adults (or young adults) to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HP v/s LoTR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to the Lord of the Rings series by two friends, one who had a list of 100 best novels to read, and the other who had most of those novels. I started with the Hobbit, which was quite enjoyable and light-hearted. I liked the three remaining books well enough, though I did feel that they were a bit long-winded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing about the LoTR series which I didn't like is the extreme portrayal of creatures as black and white. Of course, the human characters traverse the entire spectrum of grays. But is there a single "good" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orc&lt;/span&gt;? Or a single "fallen" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elf&lt;/span&gt;? The HP books are a paragon of tolerance in this respect. You have Remus and Grawp to show that not all "dark" creatures are evil, even though the majority of their bretheren may be supporting Voldemort. You have Snape, and to some extent Draco Malfoy, to show that not all Slytherins are Voldemort. There are good and evil (or crazy) house elves, and even Gryffindor house (which is supposed to be full of brave and good people) produces one of the worst traitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing which rankled me was that the king had somekind of birthright to rule the world. Just because he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"x&lt;/span&gt; son of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; son of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt; son of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;" or something. Sort of reminds me of Rahul Gandhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I would like to add that if you haven't read these three (four, actually;  the Bartimaeus trilogy is is a must-read) series, please go out and read them. Each of them, despite the peeves mentioned above, has some great storytelling. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-8418510601961289803?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/8418510601961289803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=8418510601961289803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8418510601961289803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8418510601961289803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/02/three-series.html' title='Three series'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-4646613829261532322</id><published>2008-02-05T18:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-05T18:51:43.927+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>The Exorcist - Redux</title><content type='html'>More than a year after my post about &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/09/harry-potter-and-exorcist.html"&gt;Harry Potter and the Exorcist&lt;/a&gt;, here are two news stories reported on IBN Live, within the space of a month. In one, the Vatican says that &lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/news/vatican-slams-harry-potter-as-wrong-kind-of-hero/56625-19-9.html"&gt;Harry Potter is the wrong kind of hero&lt;/a&gt;, and in the other the Vatican's chief exorcist, Father Gabriele Amorth (now I finally know the name of the guy I was speculating about in my last post), talks about how &lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/videos/58182/vatican-gets-exorcists-to-rid-the-world-of-devil.html"&gt;exorcism is more and more necessary in today's world&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the story of Harry Potter glorifies the knowledge of the occult (read as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowledge, period&lt;/span&gt;) . Apparently, intellectuals feel that using knowledge, they can turn dark powers to good. How? By using nuclear power to power cities and factories rather than to blow up the earth, stuff like that maybe. The positive values that we come across in the book are apparently of no use, as the tale is set in the backdrop of witchcraft, which, instead of being shunned and reviled, is actually portrayed in a positive light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the previous post I had wondered why the church simply doesn't make DVDs of exorcisms to prove the truth and make a killing at the box-office at the same time. The news clip reveals that the catholic church forbids filming real exorcisms. Hmm... wonder why. Could it be because people will figure out that there is just some crazy mumbo-jumbo happening there, and that there are no levitating beds and priests being flung to the corner of the room by girls regurgitating green vomit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the man in charge of exorcisms in the Vatican, the action of the devil is a lot more widespread now than in the past because the devil is being given more space. For three centuries now, the church has almost totally abandoned exorcisms, and so now there are hardly any priests equipped to handle the possessed. These priests, because of their ignorance, send people to psychiatrists and psychologists instead of exorcising them. "Thank god", the father said, "that there is a pope who wants to fight the devil head on."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I suppose the Vatican will keep issuing statements like these and I will keep writing blogposts to try and show how completely ridiculous they are. Here's to a long and healthy blogging career.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-4646613829261532322?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/4646613829261532322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=4646613829261532322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/4646613829261532322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/4646613829261532322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2008/02/exorcist-redux.html' title='The Exorcist - Redux'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-3075461964535512149</id><published>2007-12-12T11:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:01:31.546+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>31 Years, One Life</title><content type='html'>Today, I am thirty one years old. I have always been fascinated with numbers and I love to see correlations of numbers with things that are familiar to me. So while thirty was a milestone year on the way to middle age, thirty one is important because it brings to mind one of the biggest joys of life, ice cream. The urge to write something on this momentous-to-me day came from a &lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/2007/12/she-who-was-born-this-day.html"&gt;beautiful birthday gift &lt;/a&gt;from one of my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays generally make me low before they arrive. Not for the reason most people would assume, of getting older. Getting older is inevitable, and I welcome it as progress. I feel low because I always feel that a birthday should be an eventful day, somehow different from all other days. And just before every birthday, I feel that this one is going to let me down. But thanks to all the wonderful friends and family around me, I have not really had too many in my adult life, that let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This birthday has been specially wonderful till now,  for a lot of reasons. A hike and a promotion on the days preceding it, a large stash of new clothes, a surprise birthday cake by hubby and a wonderful note for me from a dear friend... It's the thought that counts, though probably not for the hike and promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what makes my day wonderful is that so many people think of me, and care enough to wish me a Happy Birthday, my boss, my team, my friend who called me in the morning and started talking about an email and had to be reminded of the day, friends from far away, whom I rarely hear from, but who still scrap me on orkut on this day... everyone makes this day special. Well... that was a silly rambling rant. Now I will head out to eat some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-3075461964535512149?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/3075461964535512149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=3075461964535512149&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/3075461964535512149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/3075461964535512149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/12/31-years-one-life.html' title='31 Years, One Life'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-2225726472519337196</id><published>2007-11-29T10:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:47:35.382+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><title type='text'>We have a winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://meter.writertopia.com/words=50030&amp;amp;mood=6"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://meter.writertopia.com/words=50030&amp;amp;mood=6" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I did it. I wrote my novel of 50,000 words in less than 30 days! Yes, for once in my life I have finished even before the deadline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the novel is nowhere near ready for anyone but myself to read. But yes, the first draft is done, and I have eleven months to edit and make changes before the next round of NaNo!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-2225726472519337196?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/2225726472519337196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=2225726472519337196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/2225726472519337196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/2225726472519337196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/11/we-have-winner.html' title='We have a winner!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-3280644762949463393</id><published>2007-11-05T09:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:14:06.844+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Almost famous</title><content type='html'>It's thrilling to see your own name in &lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/mp/2007/11/05/stories/2007110551150100.htm"&gt;print&lt;/a&gt;. Alright, granted it's not in print here, but there is a print edition out, which I will get my hands on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-3280644762949463393?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/3280644762949463393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=3280644762949463393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/3280644762949463393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/3280644762949463393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/11/almost-famous.html' title='Almost famous'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-374224472188120496</id><published>2007-08-12T00:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:26:34.911+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>State of the nation</title><content type='html'>No, this is not an introspective post to see how far our great country has come in the 60 years of independence. Believe it or not, this is a restaurant review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my SO is a meat-lover, we thought it would be a good idea to go check out a new restaurant called "Barbecue Nation" for dinner tonight. So I called up to make a reservation. I was told that there are no spots open till 10:30 PM so I agreed to that time. When we got there at 10:30, however, we were made to wait another 20 minutes to get a table. There were many more people around waiting just like us, some of whom were already more irritated than us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got in at about 10:50, and figured out what the deal was. They would serve us meats etc. at our table, which had a grill in it. We could barbecue the meats etc on our own and baste them with the variety of sauces that were placed on the table in little bowls. And there was a buffet of soups, salads, main course (multicuisine) and desserts. So far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shown to our table and given the drinks menu. 10 minutes after that, and still no one had arrived to help us with our food. Finally on signaling to one of the staff, he came and explained the deal to us. And asked us whether we were vegetarian or non. We gave him our drink orders and also told him that we would want only three of the nonvegetarian options, and none of the vegetarian ones. We asked him to exclude the chicken tikka and the tandoori fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot grill with smoldering coals was placed in the middle of the table, and our drinks arrived. But there was no sign of the meats. After a while, a guy came up with a plate of chicken tikka and tried to serve us. We iterated to him that we did not want the chicken tikka, the fish or the vegetarian options. Just as he left, another fellow turned up with paneer satay and then yet another with mushrooms! By now, hubby was getting pretty upset. But we sent the guy away, again explaining our choices. One of the senior staff had noticed by now that something was going on, so he came up and we explained the whole list to him. He scurried off to get us our preferences, but by the time it arrived, two more attempts had been made to serve us fish or chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally our grill items arrived, but I was disappointed to find that the food was already cooked, and that the grill on the table was merely a prop. The rest of the evening went on pretty tamely, but the damage was done and the hubby had blown his top at the staff. As for me, I was already composing this post in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food had been indifferent, and as I have already said the grill was just a prop. Nothing against the place as such, but I am not sure if I will be going there again very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-374224472188120496?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/374224472188120496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=374224472188120496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/374224472188120496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/374224472188120496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/08/state-of-nation.html' title='State of the nation'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-5112045467485107693</id><published>2007-07-21T18:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-21T18:52:07.665+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Finished Reading "Harry Potter and the Deathy Hallows"</title><content type='html'>It feels like the end of an era. Well maybe not the very end, as there are two movies still to come out. But all the anticipation for the book, all the speculation, everything, over in less than 12 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it is my fault for speed-reading it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; for reading the epilogue first. But then, I cannot stand suspense at all. It is a terrible thing. I prefer getting into a book or a movie, knowing who, if anyone, is going to die, and whether or not there will be a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I won't post any spoilers here, so that all of you can enjoy the book. But yes, I am really sad that the book was leaked beforehand, and some malicious people spoiled the story by revealing stuff to the ones who are not like me (the ones who like suspense, I mean). Sadly, the leak was genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-5112045467485107693?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/5112045467485107693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=5112045467485107693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/5112045467485107693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/5112045467485107693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/07/finished-reading-harry-potter-and.html' title='Finished Reading &quot;Harry Potter and the Deathy Hallows&quot;'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-203746522998193165</id><published>2007-06-24T16:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:33:51.603+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>Restricted Viewing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/r.jpg" alt="Online Dating" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's the rating &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"&gt;this site &lt;/a&gt;has determined for my blog! Apparently, "&lt;p id="badwords"&gt;This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;ul class="arrow inline cf"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="swatch3"&gt;pain (2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="swatch3"&gt;hurt (1x)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-203746522998193165?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/203746522998193165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=203746522998193165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/203746522998193165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/203746522998193165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/06/restricted-viewing.html' title='Restricted Viewing!!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-2316543249901812012</id><published>2007-05-20T20:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:36:23.425+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>70 Questions</title><content type='html'>70 Questions I Guarantee You've Never Answered in a Meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Would you chew gum after someone else already chewed it?&lt;br /&gt;Eeeew! No!&lt;br /&gt;2. What describes your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was your last call from?&lt;br /&gt;My cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you a heart breaker, or the broken heart ?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely breaker ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been skinny dippin?&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Earrings or necklace?&lt;br /&gt;Earrings! Loooooong ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who have you talked to most today?&lt;br /&gt;My husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pumpkins?&lt;br /&gt;Are the last vegetable would think of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Rinku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who's on your missed call?&lt;br /&gt;My beautician(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your background on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;Hubby, mom and bro at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you wish on 11:11?&lt;br /&gt;Huh???  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;You bet!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you rather have your name or your siblings name?&lt;br /&gt;Mine (Since sibling is male, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you do anything for someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever been called an asshole?&lt;br /&gt;Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;Yes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. do you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are your grades good?&lt;br /&gt;Good enough, I suppose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you ever think people hate you for filling these out?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know a lot of people do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Does your best friend have a myspace?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, neither do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Whose page did you visit last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiauncut.com/"&gt;&lt;span user="auntee_mame"&gt;Amit Verma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last time you went out to lunch?&lt;br /&gt;A week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you watch the Gilmore Girls?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever enjoyed listening to Jack Johnson?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever seen or enjoyed watching the O.C.?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have one or more Britney Spears C.D.s?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Which radio stations are your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Radio&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;City&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you a "Lost" fanatic?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Still have pictures of your ex?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a song by Ozzy Osbourne in your library?&lt;br /&gt;Yep… not &lt;i style=""&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; library, but my husband’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Alanis Morisette?&lt;br /&gt;One song I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you watch Family Guy Regularly?&lt;br /&gt;Never&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. King of the Hill?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you read trashy romance novels often?&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you sing obnoxiously in the car?&lt;br /&gt;All the time! Ask hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you ever sing obnoxiously in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever watched a little kid's show?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever pretended your crush was with you when they weren't?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Did you draw pictures for your first crush back in elementry?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Have you ever liked a girl/boy but didn't ask her/him out?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever written a poem or story about your life?&lt;br /&gt;Tried to, but never got to finish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever spent over an hour thinking about nothing but&lt;br /&gt;your crush?&lt;br /&gt;Not for a whole hour, at least not in one go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Have you ever liked someone solely because of their personality?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you eat all the servings in the food groups on a daily basis?&lt;br /&gt;Heck no!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Are you ever a freak about cleanliness or organization?&lt;br /&gt;Almost never.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Have you ever been to South America or &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you know how to knit?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you have a cell phone or iPod with a patterned cover?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Have you ever written love song lyrics yourself and put them on myspace?&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you keep a diary or journal online?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. When you open your closet, what is the dominant color of?&lt;br /&gt;Black and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Baskin Robbins or Coldstone?&lt;br /&gt;Coldstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Physics or chemistry?&lt;br /&gt;Physics.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Earphones or headphones?&lt;br /&gt;Headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Pink or teal?&lt;br /&gt;Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Earrings or a ring?&lt;br /&gt;Earrings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Harry potter, lord of the rings or star wars?&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Fly or road trip?&lt;br /&gt;Road trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;Not here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;Whose line, The Foodie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;70. Have you ever bought clothing at Sears?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No tags... don't want to get cursed by anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-2316543249901812012?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/2316543249901812012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=2316543249901812012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/2316543249901812012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/2316543249901812012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/05/70-questions.html' title='70 Questions'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-149755990979216672</id><published>2007-05-02T18:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:08:48.740+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pastafarian Sighting In Hyderabad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asheernut/481263390/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/481263390_247faff692_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asheernut/481263390/"&gt;Pastafarian Sighting In Hyderabad&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/asheernut/"&gt;asheernut&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes! There are others like us out there, who are not afraid to stand up and be counted! All hail the FSM!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-149755990979216672?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/149755990979216672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=149755990979216672&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/149755990979216672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/149755990979216672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/05/pastafarian-sighting-in-hyderabad.html' title='Pastafarian Sighting In Hyderabad!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/481263390_247faff692_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-486734992718033154</id><published>2007-03-30T21:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:43:53.242+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>The warm fuzzies</title><content type='html'>A good friend and colleague gave me an unexpected bit of news today, that she and her husband have adopted a baby girl. I have no idea why, but the news gave me warm fuzzy feelings and I have been unaccountably happy for the rest of the day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea about the background of this child, but I am sure that she couldn't have a better set of parents if she had chosen them out of a catalog herself. It is people like these who make this world a better place and I wish all three of them every happiness in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why this news has turned me into a pile of mush, but I thought that this needed to be written down and it was all I could do to stop myself from giving her a hug today! (Professional decorum frowns upon hugging in office meetings, I suppose.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-486734992718033154?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/486734992718033154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=486734992718033154&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/486734992718033154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/486734992718033154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/03/warm-fuzzies.html' title='The warm fuzzies'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-4428503484358688227</id><published>2007-03-20T22:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:34:58.950+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Goa fish delight...</title><content type='html'>That was what the waiter told me the drink was, when he brought us two glasses of a pale pink beverage as complimentary drinks at a Sunday Brunch. I was bewildered but bravely took a sip to figure out that it tasted strongly of guavas with a peachy aftertaste... Well with the varied accents in this country and the fact that my friend is in Goa right now, and I will be in Goa next month, can you blame me for mishearing the "Guava Peach Delight"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-4428503484358688227?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/4428503484358688227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=4428503484358688227&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/4428503484358688227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/4428503484358688227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/03/goa-fish-delight.html' title='Goa fish delight...'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-9029600354269987178</id><published>2007-01-29T19:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:08:08.107+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Heartfelt Gratitude</title><content type='html'>The&lt;a href="http://news.monstersandcritics.com/india/news/article_1252484.php/Hyderabad_auto-rickshaw_strike_enters_sixth_day"&gt; autorickshaw strike&lt;/a&gt; going on in Hyderabad is causing a lot of people serious inconvenience. But this is not a post on autorickshaw drivers and their tyranny, nor is it about whether or not strikes are a good thing to have. This post is to express my gratitude toward all the people who have pitched in to help their friends and colleagues who depend on autorickshaws (like me) get to work and back in the past 10 days. To all of my friends and colleagues who are going quite a bit out of their way to pick me (and others) up in the morning, or drop us home in the evening, a million thanks. May your tribe forever grow and prosper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-9029600354269987178?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/9029600354269987178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=9029600354269987178&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/9029600354269987178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/9029600354269987178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/01/heartfelt-gratitude.html' title='Heartfelt Gratitude'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-1763938086420050443</id><published>2007-01-28T13:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-29T13:46:07.132+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Natural Progression?</title><content type='html'>Here's a set of ads that I happened to look at, while browsing on &lt;a href="http://www.reviewjournal.com/"&gt;reviewjournal.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiFQYH6ZeIc/Rb2spCqfg2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/opjfd7q-Q_k/s1600-h/Funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiFQYH6ZeIc/Rb2spCqfg2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/opjfd7q-Q_k/s400/Funny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025362580305052514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;This is a real screenshot, honest! See how it gives you a progression:&lt;br /&gt;1) Meet your match (and presumably marry them for the next step)&lt;br /&gt;2) Get divorced from your spouse&lt;br /&gt;3) Look for true love again&lt;br /&gt;4) When you can't find it, eat chocolate and strengthen your bones in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How straight and simple that looks, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-1763938086420050443?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/1763938086420050443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=1763938086420050443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/1763938086420050443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/1763938086420050443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/01/natural-progression.html' title='Natural Progression?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiFQYH6ZeIc/Rb2spCqfg2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/opjfd7q-Q_k/s72-c/Funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-7218802569130243178</id><published>2007-01-16T00:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:34:21.163+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>Rolling blogs...</title><content type='html'>I am now a proud member of the &lt;a href="http://mojoey.blogspot.com/2006/09/join-mojoeys-atheist-blogroll.html"&gt;Atheist Blogroll!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-7218802569130243178?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mojoey.blogspot.com/2006/09/join-mojoeys-atheist-blogroll.html' title='Rolling blogs...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/7218802569130243178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=7218802569130243178&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/7218802569130243178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/7218802569130243178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/01/rolling-blogs_16.html' title='Rolling blogs...'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-1295690858807939592</id><published>2007-01-15T00:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-16T15:24:09.890+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>Mangal Attacks!!!</title><content type='html'>I am listening with half a ear right now to the news on tv. There is a report on Abishek's engagement to Ash, which is of course accompanied by the whole hullaballoo about Ash being "manglik". There have been a lot of "upay" or "workarounds" suggested to get over the bad influence of Mangal or Mars over the horroscope of the girl, including getting her symbolically married to a tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general idea that everyone has of the "Manglik dosha" (don't ask me what exactly it means in terms of the horroscope, just that it involves some sinister positioning of Mars) is from weird Hindi movies where a Manglik girl gets married and then a lot of misfortune befalls her new family and so on. People never really tell you what exactly is the matter with a Manglik girl, and why people say that it is likely her husband will die. But I discovered something very interesting a few years ago about this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has a very good friend, who shares his interest in astrology and in fact practices it beyond the amateur interest that my dad shows in it. So one fine afternoon when these two buddies had their charts and papers strewn about and were discussing horroscopes (mine, of course) I overheard my dad asking this gentleman what being Manglik means. The gentleman assured him that is wansn't anything to worry about and generally people with the Manglik dosha have very strong sexual desires, and that is why it is recommended that they should be married to another Manglik. I suppose you can imagine what I thought about that? Well I rushed to share this news with my cousin who used to live with us, and who is also a Manglik. We sometimes still giggle about having a high enough sex drive to kill a guy from exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway both she and I got married in circumstances where our parents were not able to match our horroscopes with the guy's so I will never know if my SO is Manglik or not. But for the time being he seems to be coping well under the pressure, so to speak; in fact he seems to be positively thriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if you have read anything of my blog before, you will know that I do not believe a word of what horrscopes are supposed to reveal to us, and so it is all irrelevant to me. But it is sad to see that people let their entire lives be ruled by these ancient systems which have ceased to have any meaning in today's world, if they ever had any. &lt;a href="http://www.planetarypositions.com/notes/2006/02/clarifications-on-manglik-dosha.html"&gt;Here &lt;/a&gt;you can read some interesting facts and workarounds for the Manglik Dosha. Of course, if you read &lt;a href="http://www.saatwik.com/pages/mangal.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, you will know that it is all a money-making enterprise, (yep, you can pay by credit card or via direct debit from the major banks!) whether it involves buying charms or getting pujas and yagyas done to reduce the Martian terror or paying a pundit to get your daughter married to a tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: Apparently my blog has been getting loads of hits since I wrote this post, because of the typo: "Abishek". So I won't correct it, but I will add the correct spelling "Abhishek" here too,  so that I don't miss out on people Googling the correct spelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-1295690858807939592?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/1295690858807939592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=1295690858807939592&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/1295690858807939592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/1295690858807939592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/01/mangal-attacks.html' title='Mangal Attacks!!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-8422893073503015829</id><published>2007-01-07T20:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-07T20:46:51.314+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>How was my vacation?</title><content type='html'>I've been asked why I didn't post about my vacation. Well I suppose it was not one of those life-changing vacations that people seem to have all the time, where they experience some awe-inspiring sight and then things are never the same after that. Well mine was more of a comfort vacation, being pampered, first by hotel staff, and then by a favourite aunt and her mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, in Dubai, we stayed at the Grand Hyatt, where there are 14 different outlets to eat and drink at, and a lovely, lovely spa, where you are made to feel like a queen! There was the usual bit of shopping, specially requests from friends, some walks along the creek at night, and a lot of photography. And of course, the belly dance show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oman was a different story. It was laid back and peaceful, with serene white buildings all over, carefully manicured greenery all over the town of Muscat, contrasting with the rugged beauty of the mountains. Thousand year old forts provided lovely photo-ops, and so did pristine beaches with not a human in sight. And then there was the food. We had a surfeit of roast chicken and schwarma to choose from. Not to mention the heavenly cooking of my great-aunt. Who had pulled out all stops to pamper her "naat-jamai" (loosely translated as "grandson-in-law") on his first visit. There were daily siestas and scenic walks overlooking the sea. There was a barbecue party and there were gifts from relatives (ooooh yes!). It was a time to recharge and relax, which we did in spades. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/tanushree.parial"&gt;Go look at some pictures...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-8422893073503015829?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/8422893073503015829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=8422893073503015829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8422893073503015829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8422893073503015829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2007/01/how-was-my-vacation.html' title='How was my vacation?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-8041794045062271563</id><published>2006-12-27T22:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:33:55.248+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>A conversation</title><content type='html'>Me: "I have a friend who lives in Chennai, and her dad goes for a walk every morning on the same beach where the tsunami struck. But that day, he had to take a different route because of some procession happening, and he was safe,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: "Ah, that is an intervention by God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: "See, he was saved that day, because God intervened and caused him to take another route."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh? And what about the quarter of a million people who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; die?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: "Ah, that is their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;karm.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: **Shrugs and just shuts up**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-8041794045062271563?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/8041794045062271563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=8041794045062271563&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8041794045062271563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8041794045062271563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/12/conversation.html' title='A conversation'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-4689764828450018689</id><published>2006-12-13T22:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-13T22:30:29.376+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>Nepali Dhoom?</title><content type='html'>Alright, alright, I'm back! Rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated. I am still alive and kicking and all that. OK, reality check... most of the readers of my blog knew I was on vacation (silly, all the readers knew! That's what my last couple of  posts were about!) Anyway, onto the topic of Nepali Dhoom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a review of the new &lt;a href="http://dhoom-2.com/"&gt;Dhoom 2&lt;/a&gt; by a certain film critic who features a lot in the "Comedy Show Ha Ha Ha" and in &lt;a href="http://greatbong.net/"&gt;Greatbong's&lt;/a&gt; blog. This phrase jumped out at me and for a second I thought the movie had been shot in Nepal: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;komsi-komsa"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few moments I was wracking my brains wondering what it means. Here's the phrase in context: "If you've tasted the best, you would never settle for anything komsi-komsa stuff later, right?" Suddenly, you see the light, eh? He means "comme ci comme ça"!!! Apart from the queasy feeling at his horrible grammar, I wonder why he has to try to use difficult words when "so so" would have done just as well (according to The &lt;a href="http://www.tiscali.co.uk/reference/dictionaries/difficultwords/data/d0003679.html"&gt;dictionary of difficult words&lt;/a&gt;)and would have the additional benefit of being comprehensible to the reader. I am sure this guy gets paid for this job. Oh, The unfairness of the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-4689764828450018689?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/4689764828450018689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=4689764828450018689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/4689764828450018689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/4689764828450018689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/12/nepali-dhoom.html' title='Nepali Dhoom?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-279148249208394404</id><published>2006-11-27T23:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:58:45.695+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Move your body like a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2705/2753/1600/762115/Dubai%20215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2705/2753/320/374130/Dubai%20215.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, I'm just back from a "Desert Safari" where I saw the belly dance performance! I am inspired. Am going out to buy myself a belly-dance belt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-279148249208394404?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/279148249208394404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=279148249208394404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/279148249208394404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/279148249208394404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/11/move-your-body-like.html' title='Move your body like a...'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-5894952124402574595</id><published>2006-11-24T09:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-24T09:27:52.050+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>I'm Leeeeeaving on a Jet Plane!</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah, very silly... but I am, really! Tomorrow morning. Off to the Middle East for a two week vacation, the first four days of which, I will be staying &lt;a href="http://dubai.grand.hyatt.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Click and be jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The itinerary is Hyderabad-Dubai-Muscat-Hyderabad. I will be away till December 9th, but I'll be connected, so I will probably post a pic or ten once in a while. See y'all and oh, don't forget to buy my birthday present. I"ll be back in time for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-5894952124402574595?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/5894952124402574595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=5894952124402574595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/5894952124402574595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/5894952124402574595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/11/im-leeeeeaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;m Leeeeeaving on a Jet Plane!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-6802291948707164607</id><published>2006-11-21T10:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:25:49.387+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><title type='text'>Heartily Ashamed</title><content type='html'>I am heartily ashamed that my NaNoWriMo writing has been abandoned at about 1000 words (thats 49000 words short of target).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, &lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aparna &lt;/a&gt;is going full speed on her writing and I am sure she will make the 50000 mark well before the deadline. She is probably the only one I know who is actually writing the thing and is on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-6802291948707164607?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/6802291948707164607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=6802291948707164607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/6802291948707164607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/6802291948707164607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/11/heartily-ashamed.html' title='Heartily Ashamed'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-6398722725470678376</id><published>2006-11-07T16:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:03:21.210+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>Something wrong with sitemeter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sitemeter.com/"&gt;Sitemeter&lt;/a&gt; no longer gives me the referral pages that brought visitors to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I can no longer see what weird Google searches brought people to me. For a few days I thought that only people who knew of my blog were visiting me, but then later on looking at the details, I found that this wasn't the case. Anyone have a clue what is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-6398722725470678376?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/6398722725470678376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=6398722725470678376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/6398722725470678376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/6398722725470678376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/11/something-wrong-with-sitemeter.html' title='Something wrong with sitemeter?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-8406036483608643081</id><published>2006-10-29T18:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:22:16.613+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>Tagged again!</title><content type='html'>This is my second tag ever! This one is a little more difficult than the last one since it is a bit more free-form. Am I very silly to be excited by tags? Who cares? Here goes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="color:BLACK;"&gt;Rules of this Tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;2. 8 things about you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 6 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name of the Person &lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;a href="http://campfiresandcrazylands.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Ms.N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gonomad.com/traveltalesfromindia/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her pictures speak volumes, but her words aren't too far behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:BLACK;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1) I am a die-hard web addict. Nothing too techie, just that I like being online all the time, on my various messengers, reading Wikipedia articles and recipes if there is nothing more pressing to take up the time. Because of this, I had to go out and buy one of the "Natural Keyboards" yesterday and now I am typing on that. It really helps! Those with any symptoms of RSI, go out and get one ASAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't like it when it gets all cloudy and grey and stays that way for days. I am more of a bright, sunshine-y kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I love to dance! I like to learn new kinds of dance and I am really happy when I find friends who share my interest. I am lucky to have a few of those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Before reality bit me, I wanted to be an astronomer. The astronomer idea was actually a compromise from the astronaut, because when I reached the age of 9 or so, I realised that being an astronaut takes a lot of physical fitness, which was not something I was very good at (still am not, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am an atheist but I love visiting ancient temples. The older the better. I like ruins of all kinds, of course, but temples are usually better preserved that any other sort, and are more numerous in our country anyway.  Of course I don't like going to temples that are more recently built. If it isn't at least 200 years old, it's not worth seeing, IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I am not very fond of watching movies. They are the last candidate on my things to do on weekends, because I can't get over the idea that I will be wasting 4 hours of my weekend on a movie when I could be doing something more productive (like napping).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I love getting haircuts. A new and different haircut can change the way you look and can boost up sagging spirits! No wonder my hair never grows beyond shoulder length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)   I am "dromophobic",  which as far as I could find is what it means to be afraid of crossing roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now to tag 6(!) people &lt;/span&gt;(do I even know 6 bloggers???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aparna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spiralarchitect.wordpress.com/"&gt;Spiral Architect&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mindwarrior.wordpress.com/"&gt;KoPoS&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/5789936"&gt;Anshuman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.indianskeptic.com/"&gt;Mithun&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://maven2maximus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ritesh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-8406036483608643081?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/8406036483608643081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=8406036483608643081&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8406036483608643081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/8406036483608643081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/10/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged again!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-9096254920953431975</id><published>2006-10-27T14:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:59:50.238+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><title type='text'>Proud Participant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2705/2753/1600/nano_06_icon_120x240.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2705/2753/320/nano_06_icon_120x240.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;I am a proud participant in the NaNoWriMo. Target is to write 50,000 words by Nov 30th. Wish me luck, everyone!!! And all you wannabe novelists like me! Click on the image to go sign up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-9096254920953431975?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/9096254920953431975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=9096254920953431975&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/9096254920953431975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/9096254920953431975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/10/proud-participant.html' title='Proud Participant'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-7508018340818264758</id><published>2006-10-12T15:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:31:01.460+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>Cartesian Bloggers</title><content type='html'>It's a strange co-incidence that two of the blogs that I frequent a lot (both written by Bong women) have a tagline related to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Descartes"&gt;DesCartes&lt;/a&gt;'  famous &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cogito_ergo_sum"&gt;quote&lt;/a&gt;. As does mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparna says "&lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/"&gt;I think, so I am&lt;/a&gt;" but does not go on to explain it anymore. &lt;a href="http://treadsoftlyupon.blogspot.com/"&gt;M&lt;/a&gt;, on the other hand does not have the quote, or any paraphrase of it, as the blog title, but instead quotes it in her profile and gives a bit of &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/10936456"&gt;explanation&lt;/a&gt; of how it applies to her. I have, of course, stolen the phrase, twisted it to suit my needs and, of course, retained the original Latin of it. When I thought it up, and then looked to google for the correct translation of what I had in my mind, I thought I was being awfully clever and original. But there are a bunch of sites listing this phrase and what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DesCartes' is a quote is worthy of a "सप्रसंग व्याख्या"(think back to Sanskrit classes of yore). Though I don't think mine deserves a "व्याख्या"  per se, I could at least give an "अनुवाद" and a bit of "टिप्पणी". The title of my blog can be translated to "I laugh, therefore I am". What it means to me is that in this world full of negatives, looking on the bright side is essential for me to survive. It means being an optimist and it means being able to laugh at myself. If it weren't for laughter, the terrible weight of the world around us would make it impossible to exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-7508018340818264758?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/7508018340818264758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=7508018340818264758&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/7508018340818264758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/7508018340818264758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/10/cartesian-bloggers.html' title='Cartesian Bloggers'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-4062273083811234867</id><published>2006-10-10T08:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-10T11:59:00.630+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Enough thought???</title><content type='html'>When I tell any of my friends about my decision to be childfree*, they always say "I hope you have given the matter enough thought", or something to that effect. To me, this is quite incomprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been married for more than four years now and have a lot of time to think about it. We have talked it over between ourselves and have come to a decision. That is more than I can say for a lot of couples who have had kids. I have acquaintances where having the baby was almost a unilateral decision on part of the wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a couple has a baby before their first wedding anniversary, does anyone ask them if they had given the matter enough thought? Rarely, if ever. At the most, they may be asked if it was a good idea to have a baby so soon after getting married. But once the deed is done, there is no going back, it is an irreversible act. You are bringing a human being into this world and will be responsible for raising it to adulthood. The decision will change your lives completely and will change the way you relate to each other and to everyone around you. It will have enormous repurcussions on your career(s) and one of you may have to quit working. But does anyone ever ask parents-to-be or new parent whether they have "given it enough thought"? Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when a couple wants to maintain status quo, to be as they are without bringing another factor into their relationship, to keep living their lives as they have been, then all the questions come up. Even though the decision to be childfree need not be necessarily irrriversible. With the advances in medical science, older women are having children too, and there is always the option of adoption if you are not hung up on "flesh and blood". But everyone assumes that the decision has been made on the spur of the moment, because the couple is too busy enjoying themselves to have kids right now, because they are too wrapped up in themselves and their careers and they haven't thought about having a baby at all. I personally feel that couples who make a choice to be childfree actually give the matter much more thought and deliberation than most couples who have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I use the word "childfree" to indicate a concious and voluntary decision to not procreate, as opposed to "childless".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-4062273083811234867?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/4062273083811234867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=4062273083811234867&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/4062273083811234867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/4062273083811234867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/10/enough-thought.html' title='Enough thought???'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-2295551923091561693</id><published>2006-10-07T00:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-07T00:41:38.836+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>Migrated to Beta!</title><content type='html'>I have finally migrated my beloved template to beta after a lot of tweaking to make it look similar to the old blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hacks used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://hoctro.blogspot.com/2006/09/tweaking-new-blogger-feeds-on-front.html"&gt;Recent coments from Hoctro&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://hackosphere.blogspot.com/2006/09/expandable-posts-with-peekaboo-view.html"&gt;Peekaboo posts by Hackosphere&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-2295551923091561693?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/2295551923091561693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=2295551923091561693&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/2295551923091561693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/2295551923091561693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/10/migrated-to-beta.html' title='Migrated to Beta!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115994213680079493</id><published>2006-10-04T11:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-04T13:43:24.140+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>So lonely without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never liked watching TV. Even today, if my SO is out of town, I don't switch on the TV for the entire duration of his absence! I often think back to Sunday evenings in the days of Doordarshan, when all my friends would be at home, watching the weekly movie, and I would be out in the playground all by my lonesome, having no one to talk to (of course, coz my parents were also watching the movie). I don't think I ever hated television more than in those lonely three hours every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A similar feeling comes over me during the "festival" days. Most of the time, in this season, I stay in Hyderabad or at the most go to Pune for an extended weekend. But most of my friends and cousins in the city disappear for two weeks or so, to their hometowns, to be with family and friends. While having a friend go on vacation for a couple of weeks at any time of the year is a bit hard on me, having all of them go away together at once is really awful. Moreso because during these two weeks or so, they will not even be accessible on any of the IMs! I recently wrote a &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/09/atheists-guide-to-festive-season.html"&gt;post about the fun things to do during the festive season&lt;/a&gt;. But now that the "extended weekend" is over, I am depressed because my friends and cousins are still not back, and I don't have anyone to share my holiday experiences with, and no new blog posts to read. And the feelings I used to have for the TV are now getting transferred to the "festive season". I suppose I'll just have to gorge on chocolate for a couple of days to get back to my usual cheery self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115994213680079493?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115994213680079493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115994213680079493&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115994213680079493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115994213680079493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/10/so-lonely-without-you.html' title='So lonely without you'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115946286281038724</id><published>2006-09-28T22:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-28T22:31:02.846+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Anyone ready to sponsor this dinner?</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the &lt;a href="http://sify.com/news/fullstory.php?id=14299949&amp;amp;page=17"&gt;world's most expensive foods&lt;/a&gt;. I don't want the whole meal. Just the dessert will suffice. Any volunteers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115946286281038724?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115946286281038724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115946286281038724&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115946286281038724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115946286281038724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/09/anyone-ready-to-sponsor-this-dinner.html' title='Anyone ready to sponsor this dinner?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115856098884030806</id><published>2006-09-18T11:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-18T12:03:51.793+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>An atheist's guide to the festive season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The season from September to the end of the year is "festive" season in India. It's a time of celebrations, meeting relations, holidays from work and so much more. For this year (and the past couple of years), due to the timing of Ramzan, the festive season is very secular,  incorporating three of the major religions in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last line was very important. Indian festivities are inextricably tied up with religion, and there is no escaping it. So what do atheists like me, who are "out", do during this time? Do we stand apart from the crowd, sulking and refusing to join in the fun? Or do we pretend for a few months every year, so that we can be part of the flock? Well, I don't think it is neccessary to do either. Although most of the festivals in India are liked to religion, religious activities per se are not such a big part of the whole celebration. There are aspects like food, music and dance, attire and socialising which are more prominent. So this is a post that looks at all the things we can get involved in during the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dussehra/Durga Puja/Navratri:&lt;/span&gt; This ten-day long fest has everything you can ask for. Start with shopping for clothes! You must have at least one outfit, properly accessorised, for the dandiya. Get decked up in your most resplendent silks and blend in at the local Pujo Pandal. At both these places, go with a big group of friends. These are good places to check out cute singles of either gender, who are dressed to the nines. Teach the shy friends how to whirl around with a pair of sticks in hand, and introduce the uninitiated to the delights of bhog and the various food stalls at any Pujo Pandal (think Kolkatta rolls, mutton chop, kosha mangsho....) On and after Dusshera/Dashami, make your elder relatives smile by calling them up to offer "Bijoya Pronam" or whatever is the flavor in your corner of the country. If they are in the same town, do this in person, and get rewarded with the choicest of sweets and delicacies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diwali/Kali Puja&lt;/span&gt;: This is when you get the annual dry fruit boxes from your employer. Again, clothes are important, there are sales galore all around, offering great discounts. Look for special offers on cars and jewellery for the occasion of Dhan Teras. If you enjoy fireworks, go to one of the huge firework markets around the city and pick up a selection. Light up your house with diyas, candles or fairy lights, in any combination. Drive around town to look at how everyone has decorated their homes. Hog on Diwali sweets when you go visiting relatives, friends and colleagues. Host a party at home, with firecrackers, food, friends and fun. Enjoy the rangolis and decorations all aroud town and in your workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramzan/Id: &lt;/span&gt;One word: Haleem. All through this month, feast on this delicacy. Visit friends on Id, and wrangle invites to their feasts. If you are into heavily embroidered ethic wear, look out for good picks in clothes, specially in the old city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas:&lt;/span&gt; Bake a fruitcake, loaded with fruit, nuts and brandy and take it to work to impress your friends. Get home a tree (plastic, no chopping down real trees) and decorate it. Have kids over to look at the tree and to have cake and chocolates. Cook up a Christmas lunch, or go to one of the restaurants that serve one. Again, host a party, either around Christmas or for new year's eve. Enjoy the decorations at malls and in the office. Oh, and don't forget to leave up the fairy lights you had put up for Diwali all through till the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. An atheist's guide to the holiday season. Please note that a lot of it is relevant to Hyderabad (haleem, embroidered clothes). This list may seem to lean a little more toward the food aspect, but you are welcome to add any of your own suggestions to it! Have fun and wish you all a very happy festive season!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115856098884030806?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115856098884030806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115856098884030806&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115856098884030806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115856098884030806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/09/atheists-guide-to-festive-season.html' title='An atheist&apos;s guide to the festive season'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115813648308557862</id><published>2006-09-13T13:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:14:23.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(92, 51, 23);font-family:Cursive;font-size:48;"  &gt;&lt;marquee&gt;1000 hits!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been 1000 on my blog since I installed the Sitemeter!!! Party time!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/1600/36.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/320/36.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115813648308557862?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115813648308557862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115813648308557862&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115813648308557862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115813648308557862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/09/1000-hits-there-have-been-1000-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115768647627986538</id><published>2006-09-08T08:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-08T09:04:36.340+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>Negative reinforcement?</title><content type='html'>In the past 2-3 days I have had 36(!) hits on my site from &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=precautions%20%20for%20pregnant%20women%20during%20eclipse%20&amp;spell=1"&gt;one sort of google query&lt;/a&gt;. They have all gone to &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/03/eclipse-of-mind.html"&gt;this one post&lt;/a&gt;, which I had made a few months ago in honor of the solar eclipse that was to occur.  This time, the queries were made in honor of the &lt;a href="http://sunearth.gsfc.nasa.gov/eclipse/OH/image1/LE2006Sep07-Fig4.GIF"&gt;partial lunar eclipse &lt;/a&gt;that occured yesterday, and could be observed from all parts of India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were the queries about? They were all, unanimously, about "precautions  for pregnant women during eclipse" or with out without the same words. And most of these queries return my blogpost as the first result. What surprised me yet again (I guess I should cease to be surprised by these things anymore) is that supposedly net-savvy people use Google to find out whether superstitions like this are actually true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose a lot of people got disappointed yesterday because my post did not reinforce their belief that eclipses are harmful for pregnant women. I am hoping that at least a few of them got to re-thinking their attitude about the wonderous phenomena of eclipses and has seen them for what they are: beautiful coincidences where we can rejoice in the grand ballet of the celestial spheres rather than some demons taking a bite out of our main sources of energy and light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the opposite of "positive reinforcement"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115768647627986538?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115768647627986538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115768647627986538&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115768647627986538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115768647627986538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/09/negative-reinforcement.html' title='Negative reinforcement?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115738928629773506</id><published>2006-09-04T22:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-05T13:25:23.826+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>"Harry Potter and the Exorcist"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The pope's senior exorcist believes that Harry Potter is the "prince of evil".  From &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,20324620-5001021,00.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;: ""Behind Harry Potter hides the signature of the king of the darkness, the devil," he told Vatican Radio." He also said that "Adolf Hitler and Russian leader Joseph Stalin were possessed by the devil, and that Pope Pius XII once tried to perform a long-distance exorcism on Hitler." Do read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So out of all the evil that is spread around this world, the head of one of the world's most popular religions is singling out Harry Potter, a fictional character, who lives in a fictional world and has fictional adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are many things weird about this article. The first weird thing is that the Vatican apparently has exorcists, and apparently it has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more than one&lt;/span&gt; exorcists, since the gentleman mentioned here is called the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;senior.&lt;/span&gt; Why does the Vatican need exorcists, in plural? Are they exorcising demons and stuff from all over the world? Then how come we never get to hear of these exorcisms in the news? How come most of our knowledge on this topic comes from a movie where a girl with a spinning head spews green vomit? If there are so many exorcisms happening around the world, then it would be the easiest thing to film a few of them, and sell them on DVD, to make piles of money! And to show those doubting atheists that they mean business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK next, what I don't understand is, what does the exorcist mean when he says that our dear Harry hides the signature of the prince of darkness? Does he mean that Harry Potter himself is possessed by the devil? Surely not? Then does he mean that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;author, &lt;/span&gt;the incomparable Ms. Rowling, is the one possessed? In that case, does he mean to exorcise her (long-distance or close up) of her devils? Noooooooooooooo!!!!! This must be prevented at all costs! If her devils are exorcised, then we will never get to read Book 7!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the wierdest, or saddest, I suppose, is that the Vatican attributes human evil to demons, absolving Hitler and Stalin of all their crimes by simply saying "the devil made me do it!" What we need in this world is to realise that evil does not come from some underworld but from within us. Instead of having religious leaders that can be looked up to for guidance in times of moral confusion, we have people who talk of white and black magic both being from the devil in one breath, and in the next breath they try and prove magical "miracles" to canonize Mother Teresa, who would directly be declared a saint by any number of people whose lives she has touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115738928629773506?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115738928629773506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115738928629773506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115738928629773506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115738928629773506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/09/harry-potter-and-exorcist.html' title='&quot;Harry Potter and the Exorcist&quot;'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115711274933728111</id><published>2006-09-01T17:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-01T17:42:29.356+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>Opinion Poll</title><content type='html'>Out of curiousity, and maybe inspired by something I read recently, I present an opinion poll. Please answer the given question completely honestly, in as many words as you need to use. If you want to express an extremely negative answer and don't want to reveal your identity, then please use the anonymous commenting option, but please do not hold back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am an atheist. How does that make you feel (about me, in general, etc.)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing this poll? Because I am really curious about what my friends think about my lack of belief in a deity. And &lt;a href="http://www.truthdig.com/interview/page5/20060403_sam_harris_interview/#6788"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is what inspired it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please be honest, and verbose. If you have questions, I will be glad to answer them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115711274933728111?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115711274933728111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115711274933728111&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115711274933728111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115711274933728111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/09/opinion-poll.html' title='Opinion Poll'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115675314402320071</id><published>2006-08-28T13:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-28T14:02:23.413+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Causes'/><title type='text'>Utterly disgusted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have just been pointed to a &lt;a href="http://mboard.rediff.com/board/board.php?boardid=getahead2006aug25msg&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;comments thread&lt;/a&gt; on an &lt;a href="http://www.rediff.com/getahead/2006/aug/25msg.htm"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;on rediff. And frankly, I have never been so disgusted before by reading any sort of thread. Keeping in mind that the people who are posting replies are at least educated enough to be net-savvy, read articles on the web and post to message boards, then I have no hope for our illustrious country. A country where half the population strongly believes that the other half should not be "independent" is not a country which will go too far in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, in school, spoken a lot on women's education, women's empowerment and so on, in debates and essays. Most of the time, I used to feel that my classmates, both male and female feel the same way as me. And that was a decade ago. But now, a decade later, I am disgusted to see that the whole message thread related to an article that says career women are not good homemakers has 99% of men saying that they would not marry a working woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this thread, you will read comments men who say that women who work outside the house want to be "independent", and so you should not marry them. There are people who claim career women "dominate" their husbands, that they cheat on their spouses, that they spend all their hard-earned money on fashion instead of contributing to the household expenses, and the worst of all, that when the come home, they expect their husbands to help them with the housework and child-rearing! Oh the horror of it! To even imagine that a man would enter the kitchen and demean himself with chopping some vegetables or maybe setting the table or something! Or that he would take a look at his kid's homework while his wife is making dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; If I had read this message thread before I got married, I should have never imagined that there is even one person in this country who would treat me as a human being rather than a baby-machine that also serves piping hot meals at the right times. I suppose I am lucky. But I dread to think of all the young impressionable women out there who are reading this thread of responses and giving up all hopes of ever finding a decent human being among the male populace of our land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115675314402320071?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115675314402320071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115675314402320071&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115675314402320071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115675314402320071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/08/utterly-disgusted.html' title='Utterly disgusted'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115644807545335022</id><published>2006-08-25T00:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-25T01:04:35.506+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>Disappointing results</title><content type='html'>This is my very own Google search blog post. Which means, it is one of those posts which are so much  in vogue these days where bloggers sift through their sitemeter stats and look up the referring URLs and the funny google searches in them. Now since I don't have that many hits on my site, the number of searches that refer me are also limited. But the trend in these  searches is that while people find something related to their queries on my site, the post that the link comes to is not exactly what the people have been looking for. In other words, the search results lead to disappointments. Lets look at a few examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Searching for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"1:3" airtel dsl &lt;/span&gt;takes you to &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-to-blogging.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; where I express my happiness on the lifiting of the blog ban by my ISP, Airtel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Searching for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ataullah songs acha sila &lt;/span&gt;brings up my page second on the list!!! And what is inside is a &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/03/phenomenon-of-irritating-music.html"&gt;post wondering why such songs are so popular&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A search for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drunken beef &lt;/span&gt;takes you to &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/08/culinary-heaven.html"&gt;my post&lt;/a&gt; raving about the drunken beef I had at a &lt;a href="http://www.shiokfood.com/"&gt;friend's restaurant&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arthur Dent  character analysis&lt;/span&gt; brings you to &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/07/man-woman-and-superman.html"&gt;a post about Superman&lt;/a&gt;(!) where one of the commenters has mentioned Adams' protagonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) But what takes the cake is that searching for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scientific reason behind fasting &lt;/span&gt;brings up &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/03/eclipse-of-mind.html"&gt;my post&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=en&amp;q=scientific%20reason%20behind%20fasting&amp;amp;meta="&gt;number 1&lt;/a&gt;!!! And what is the post about? Eclipses and the unexplainable effect they have on the minds of perfectly reasonable people who start fasting and throwing away perfectly good food. Oh the irony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say to all the people who come to my blog via misleading google searches... sorry to disappoint, but thanks for stopping by, and I hope you enjoyed reading the blog (and looking at the chocolates) even though it wasn't exactly what you were looking for.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115644807545335022?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115644807545335022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115644807545335022&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115644807545335022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115644807545335022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/08/disappointing-results.html' title='Disappointing results'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115600446307301806</id><published>2006-08-19T21:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:13:42.336+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Panacea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I walked into a glass shelf in the store and got a gash on my eyelid.  Nothing very serious, didn't even bleed much. But it got me a lot of TLC from dear hubby, who rushed to get the special non-sticky dressing tape to be able to dress the wound without hurting the skin on my eyelids. And is now making dinner (grilled pork chops with corn and mushroom fried rice). Mmmm. And he bought me these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/1600/ferrero_LRG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/320/ferrero_LRG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So of course, I felt a whole lot better after eating a couple of them. It has re-inforced my belief that chocolate can cure most, if not all, problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETA&lt;/span&gt;: As my chocolate quote says, "There is only one thign better than a good friend, and that is a good friend with chocolate." Well my &lt;a href="http://whereitallcomestogether.blogspot.com/"&gt;good friend&lt;/a&gt; got me these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greatergourmet.com/chocolates/harryanddavid_473127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.greatergourmet.com/chocolates/harryanddavid_473127.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like I am chocolate dreamland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115600446307301806?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115600446307301806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115600446307301806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115600446307301806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115600446307301806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/08/panacea.html' title='Panacea'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115572372518175963</id><published>2006-08-16T15:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:11:11.276+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Culinary Heaven</title><content type='html'>It's the season for reviews. But unlike most, who have been posting reviews for movies, I shall post a review for, you guessed it, food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I made a trip to Bangalore for the first time in my life. Apart from the thrill of going to a new city, one of India's finest, at that, there was the anticipation of eating at &lt;a href="http://www.shiokfood.com/"&gt;Shiok&lt;/a&gt;. This restaurant is run by &lt;a href="http://www.madmanweb.com/"&gt;Madhu&lt;/a&gt;, whom I met online, and made friends with over our common interest in food in general and in Indonesian food in particular. So when my Bangalore trip was planned, of course, a trip to Shiok was on top of the agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website for the restaurant has details about how to get there, as well as pictures of the interiors, so I shall get straight to the food ;-)  We began with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiger prawn satay&lt;/span&gt;... which taste as heavenly as they look on the website. Flavors of fresh turmeric and galangal burst on your tongue and the prawns are grilled to succulent perfection. Next came the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fish cakes  &lt;/span&gt;redolent with zesty lime leaves which gave them a unique taste.  Then we got to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chicken in golden baskets, &lt;/span&gt;which give you a mixture of the fragrance of coriander with the sweetness of corn and crispiness of the baskets and all around yumminess in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately wanted to try the crab, and Madhu got one wonderful specimen out for us to see. It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huge!!!&lt;/span&gt; And alive. Which, sadly, put our friends off the whole thing. They did not want to eat something that was so alive. I would have gone for it on my own, if it wasn't so big. After all, if all the foxes felt dissuaded from eating the fluffy bunnies and the tigers got swayed by the big bambi eyes of the deer, then ecological balance would go for a toss? But, maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were already quite full with the three rounds of starters. So we tried to keep the main course frugal&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;We had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drunken beef, &lt;/span&gt;which is not really drunk itself, but is so appellated because it is a good thing to eat while getting drunk, and which is actually a "starter" according to the menu. Along with that, came the highlight of the evening, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nasi goreng&lt;/span&gt;. One spoonful of it, and I was transported to a warung in Java, and my happiness was clearly reflected on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was absolutely no room for dessert, so Madhu made a super secret dessert drink for me (which I suspect was some mix of ice-cream soda and vanilla vodka). And there ended our feast. Madhu, you are indeed a maestro, and I look forward to giving you many more opportunities to showcase your culinary prowess on my visits to your restaurants! Thank you for one of the most memorable and satisfying meals!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115572372518175963?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115572372518175963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115572372518175963&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115572372518175963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115572372518175963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/08/culinary-heaven.html' title='Culinary Heaven'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115504943008933434</id><published>2006-08-10T11:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:16:53.783+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>Truths and lies meme  - Now with answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(157, 4, 4);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I seem to be on a meme roll. Anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are six statements about me or my family. Three are true and three are false. Guess which are which. I'll post the answers next week (if I have enough guesses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My first memory is of a crow stealing one of my toys off the window. - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True. I guess it stuck in my mind because it is such a wierd memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd never been to a movie theatre before the age of 5. - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;False. My parents have always been great movie buffs, and used to take me along to the theatres from a very young age, because they had no one to leave me with. Needless to say, I hated it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can lick the tip of my own nose. - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True! Absolutely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My father once thought I was dead after I fell down the stair and fainted. - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True. Gave the rest of the family quite a scare. I was 3 or so at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The only body part I've ever broken was my ankle. - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;False. I haven't broken any bones that I know of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm grossed-out by dead fish. - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;False! Fish was the second solid food I ever ate, the first being payesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: OK, my dear little brother has put in a spoiler for #5. Well just wanted to say one of the commenters has got them all correct, and it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;my brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA (2): To add some motivation, winner(s) (those who get all correct without resorting to devious means) will get a small prize :D (pls note the "small")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the prize goes to Sarita! For being the first to guess all of them correctly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115504943008933434?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115504943008933434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115504943008933434&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115504943008933434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115504943008933434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/08/truths-and-lies-meme-now-with-answers.html' title='Truths and lies meme  - Now with answers'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115497204285737094</id><published>2006-08-07T22:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:38:15.430+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>I've caught it...</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://tarunsomani.blogspot.com/2006/08/tagged.html"&gt;Tarun&lt;/a&gt;!!! For the first time ever! So of course, this one will be done with all my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vacations in exotic lands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot today, and bored a bunch of people. I was training a class of 15 today, you see. And it continues tomorrow. *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep for three or four days straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could find some fresh blueberries in Hyderabad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the wind outside my window and... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if it is raining or if it's just the leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buying a 29in TV with a woofer. Now it is on at all hours of the day and night. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a "Certified Chocolate Lover"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every weekend now, with some really great salseros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from the bottom of my heart (or lungs, more like).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when I read a sad story (&lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/98"&gt;A Tale of Two Cities&lt;/a&gt;), when I watch a sentimental scene (last scene in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Superman_returns"&gt;Superman Returns&lt;/a&gt; (?!?!?!)), when I listen to a sad song (Lag jaa gale, ki phir yeh haseen raat ho na ho...). Yikes! Looks like I'm quite a cry-baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dressed to receive company *blushes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make with my hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lovingly rolled &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/recipe_views/views/102705"&gt;chocolate truffles&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;better with a pencil than with a pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people who like to slot women into "married" and "single" categories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a massage from a really strong "maalishwali", kneading my shoulder muscles and working out all the kinks in my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh-kay now... &lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aparna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mindwarrior.wordpress.com/"&gt;KoPoS&lt;/a&gt;: you're it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115497204285737094?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115497204285737094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115497204285737094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115497204285737094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115497204285737094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/08/ive-caught-it.html' title='I&apos;ve caught it...'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115433638939076129</id><published>2006-07-31T14:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-31T14:35:24.536+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>I've Got Culture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://users.bestweb.net/%7Eom/kmi/kcolony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 164px;" src="http://users.bestweb.net/%7Eom/kmi/kcolony.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes! This is the wonderful &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kombucha"&gt;kombucha &lt;/a&gt;which has been used as a health drink for more than a thousand years by people of the far east. And now I have one of my own! A very good friend of mine had got one all the way from Russia, and has been drinking from it for years now. She decided I could do with some better health and gave me a baby culture to grow in my own home :) And now, after a week, I am really fond of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culture grows in a glass jar, full of sweet tea. This pic is from the internet of course, as my culture is little more than a film on top of the tea surface. But I will post a pic once it grows enough to be discernible in a photograph, and will also post details of all the benefits I have got from drinking the elixir! And, if you want, you can have your very own kombucha culture from me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115433638939076129?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115433638939076129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115433638939076129&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115433638939076129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115433638939076129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/ive-got-culture.html' title='I&apos;ve Got Culture!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115359358570683832</id><published>2006-07-23T00:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:09:45.720+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Causes'/><title type='text'>Back to blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am able to access blogs freely again from home (Airtel broadband). Actually I have been able to do so for more than 24 hours, I just didn't pay attention. So I guess bringing it to the attention of the media did help in getting the powers-that-be to reconsider. Desite the mixed feelings most of us have about the media, I suppose in a country like India it is still the most effective way to get your opinion heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115359358570683832?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115359358570683832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115359358570683832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115359358570683832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115359358570683832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to blogging!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115348396480114941</id><published>2006-07-21T17:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-21T17:42:58.520+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished!</title><content type='html'>Alright! I have finally got "Recent Comments" on my sidebar! Many thanks to &lt;a href="http://bloggerhacks.blogspot.com/2004/09/farrago-recent-comments-hack-103.html"&gt;BloggerHacks&lt;/a&gt;! Now all the hairless primates can have as many last laughs as they want on my blog! *Does happy dance*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115348396480114941?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115348396480114941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115348396480114941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115348396480114941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115348396480114941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/mission-accomplished.html' title='Mission Accomplished!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115310552709469605</id><published>2006-07-17T08:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-17T08:35:27.110+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Unique? You bet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read a  column in  yesterday's paper about how Inglish (Indian English) is the slowly becoming the  most-spoken  variant of  English in the world.  Well, here's  some food for thought:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/1600/English1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 691px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/400/English1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pamphlet has been hanging on my colleague's pinboard for a while. His cousin was handed the pamphlet somewhere in the market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115310552709469605?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115310552709469605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115310552709469605&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115310552709469605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115310552709469605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/unique-you-bet.html' title='Unique? You bet!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115262082778791358</id><published>2006-07-11T17:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:59:12.553+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>What sort of writer should I be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Joke Writer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/joke.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're totally hilarious, and you can find the humor in any situation.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're spouting off zingers, comebacks, or jokes about life...&lt;br /&gt;You usually can keep a crowd laughing, and you have plenty of material.&lt;br /&gt;You have the makings of a great comedian - or comedic writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The re-incarnation of PG Wodehouse? Yeah, thats me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115262082778791358?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115262082778791358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115262082778791358&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115262082778791358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115262082778791358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/what-sort-of-writer-should-i-be.html' title='What sort of writer should I be?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115247646986213589</id><published>2006-07-10T01:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-10T01:51:09.876+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Causes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies first?</title><content type='html'>Just got back from watching the last show of &lt;a href="http://www.krrishthemovie.com/"&gt;Krrish&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.pvrcinemas.com/pvr/index.asp"&gt;PVR&lt;/a&gt;. I liked the movie well enough, the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004335/"&gt;actor &lt;/a&gt;was believable as a superhero, the hi-tech futuristic equippment did not look like it was 20 years old, and the special effects did not look plastic or too animated. But this isn't about the movie. This is about the movie theater, specifically PVR cinemas at Hyderabad Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are familiar with Hyderabad Central, you will know that it is a 6 storey building with two levels of basement parking. Levels 0-3 house the mall, level 4 is a foodcourt and level 5 is the multiplex. To get to the multiplex, you either take the stairs and/or escalator through the mall upto level 5 or you go to the back of the building and fight your way into a lift to get up there. The inside of the multiplex is the standard plush PVR decor. The loos are clean and equipped and "audis" have deep pile carpets and very comfortable seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended at about 12:40 AM, and the audience headed toward the single exit door that had been opened. After probably circumnavigating the whole building in a narrow corridor (made me feel like I was at the Tirupati temple) we reached the equally narrow staircase. The good news is that the flooring on the stairs is not as slippery as the one inside the mall. Now for the bad news. For the late show, a whole throng of people have to walk seven floors down a single  narrow staircase to reach the parking lot (or at least five to reach the exit). This is because all the exits to the mall from each floor are close. So here we have a slow-moving river of people, kids, grandparents, et al walking slowly down. And then two floors down, we encounter the wonder of wonders. Three buckets of water left upon the landing, and one that has been upturned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to the stair rails to keep footing in my heels (of course, I had not come prepared for an adventure trek), I somehow reached the ground floor, where we were all ejected out of the building. Now, to get to the basement parking, we had only one entrance. The same one that the cars and bikes were coming out of. Trying to drive your vehicle up that exit ramp is hard enough with the steep incline and the strategically-placed speedbreakers. Now you have to evade an oncoming stream of pedestrians as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only thought during this whole exit (which took a full 15 minutes from getting out of the auditorium door to getting out of the gate on our bike) was "what happens if there is a fire?" People may recall that this theatre had some delays in opening due to lack of proper fire exits. And that it had opened after installing an external fire-escape staircase. (I can't find the link to this at the moment, but I'm looking). Imagine the stampede of people during a fire, pouring out into the corridor from all five auditoria instead of one, running about 200 mts to get to a narrow staircase which may very well be innundated with buckets of water. I don't want to imagine it. But I couldn't think about anything else for those 15 minutes and all the way on the ride home.  I have decided not to visit the theatre for a night show, and if it can be helped, for any show. It's all very well to put the "Movies First". But what about the movie-goers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115247646986213589?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115247646986213589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115247646986213589&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115247646986213589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115247646986213589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/movies-first.html' title='Movies first?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115217563633807437</id><published>2006-07-06T13:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-06T16:02:25.733+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>My next project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am always happiest when I have a "project" to look forward to. No, not the software kind! Those are projects at work. This is the kind of project that you put to yourself as a challenge, or for learning, or just to have fun. Some of my earlier projects have included: chocolatizing my blog (done, as you can see), learning French (ongoing, but not going anywhere really fast), learning Mandarin (abandoned, coz it's really difficult!), making a "disco" shirt for myself (done, and worn at a &lt;a href="http://www.titosgoa.com/"&gt;nightclub in Goa&lt;/a&gt;), and so on. So you see, the project does not have to be big, or difficult, or expensive, just something that interests you, and something that you wouldn't do in the ordinary course of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/1600/shabdeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/200/shabdeg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my new project: &lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/%7Esaxenark/shabdeg.htm"&gt;Shab Deg&lt;/a&gt;. This is what it looks like: Interesting? You bet! Go check out the recipe. It will take me days if not weeks to get all those ingredients in one place. Or even to figure out what they all are. Hmm, if anyone can tell me what "Balai" is, in the context of this recipe, they can come home and have a taste of the final product whenever I get around to the actual cooking part. And the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=U&amp;start=1&amp;amp;q=http://www.india9.com/i9show/56306.htm&amp;e=10384"&gt;Kashmiri ver&lt;/a&gt;. It would be a great help if someone could tell me where I can buy this in Hyderabad so that I don't have to make it myself. So you see, it doesn't just have to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; project! Y'all can join in too! I will definitely be posting an update with the results when I complete this project. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETA&lt;/span&gt;: Wokay, I have found &lt;a href="http://www.fao.org/docrep/003/t0251e/T0251E04.htm"&gt;Balai&lt;/a&gt;. What a relief! Apparently, it is the same as Malai. (I was suspecting that. It's what "malai" would sound like if spoken through a stuffy nose). OK, so this is not such a hard-to-figure-out-and-acquire kind of ingredient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115217563633807437?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115217563633807437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115217563633807437&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115217563633807437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115217563633807437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/my-next-project.html' title='My next project'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115203075732525426</id><published>2006-07-04T22:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:02:37.336+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collection'/><title type='text'>God's Own Blog</title><content type='html'>I have found &lt;a href="http://blog-de-god.blogspot.com/"&gt;God's Own Blog&lt;/a&gt; on the internet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115203075732525426?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blog-de-god.blogspot.com/' title='God&apos;s Own Blog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115203075732525426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115203075732525426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115203075732525426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115203075732525426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/gods-own-blog.html' title='God&apos;s Own Blog'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115200145596338745</id><published>2006-07-04T13:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:07:28.773+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Difference'/><title type='text'>Man, Woman and Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/1600/Chris_1984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 202px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/320/Chris_1984.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/1600/200px-Brouth1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 167px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/320/200px-Brouth1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After watching the &lt;a href="http://supermanreturns.warnerbros.com/"&gt;new Superman movie,&lt;/a&gt; a lot of the guys I know are very disappointed. They will give you a lot of reasons: the movie was more of a melodrama than a superhero movie, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brandon_Routh"&gt;the new guy &lt;/a&gt;is not as broad and Superman-like as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Reeve"&gt;Reeve&lt;/a&gt; was, etc., etc. Got me wondering why, since I loved the movie as well as the new guy (I have said as much in &lt;a href="http://tanushreep.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-too.html#links"&gt;my last post&lt;/a&gt;). So here I present my analysis (hah!) of why a generation of people who had seen the first set of Superman movies in the childhood or early teens would show such a marked difference in the reception of the new movie, based on their gender.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why women loved it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is an alien superhero who has human emotions, who empathises with the pain of others. Of course, it doesn't hurt that he has the most dreamy eyes and incredibly pouty lips that are begging to be kissed! And the love of his life has hurt him, so it's perfect timing for her to step in and take over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why men hated it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman was always larger than life. He was the superhero of all superheroes, invincible and indestructible. He was the superlative of "man". And then, in this movie, he cries! I am sure this has caused him to fall from the exalted position in many a male heart. It's fine for him to take his gal out for a spin in the stratosphere, to romance her in his icy Arctic castle, but to cry because she has moved on? That is unforgiveable in any man, let alone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; superhero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why does he fly around the world doing good deeds anyway? Because he can hear the cries of the people! Sheesh! What a ninny! The male viewer would have thought that he did it because he could! I mean of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; he would want to fly around pulling airplanes out of the air and rescuing maidens from runaway cars! He has all this power, I would do it too, if I had the powers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the relativity factor. When the male viewer saw Reeve as Superman for the first time, he in all likelyhood was a tiny tot, all of three feet tall. And someone of Reeve's stature would have seemed like a towering giant! But now, he is not all that little himself, and the new fella doesn't seem to be as big, broad and brawny as the male viewer's mental image of what Superman should look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, for them, Superman doesn't seem all that super anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115200145596338745?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115200145596338745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115200145596338745&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115200145596338745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115200145596338745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/man-woman-and-superman.html' title='Man, Woman and Superman'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-115191608086121589</id><published>2006-07-03T14:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-05T11:07:25.156+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>Me too!!!</title><content type='html'>This is a "me too" post. Inspired by Aparna's &lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-time-to-give-up.html#links"&gt;wonderfully-written post&lt;/a&gt; , to appease &lt;a href="http://beta.blogger.com/profile/5789936"&gt;Anshuman&lt;/a&gt;'s demand for a new post, and also for Mehul, who has been very patient, this is a list of things I have decided to put a stop to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) I will stop accepting friend requests on Yahoo, Orkut, etc. from unknown people. I know, I know, I have made a lot of good friends on communities like these, but it is too much of a strain on the resources to have to weed through all the creeps to get to the "few good (wo)men". So, I am going to give up all the potential good friends I may have made on all these communities and messengers by refusing to friend anyone whom I don't already know, either personally or through debates on some forum or through reading/commenting of blogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETA: &lt;/span&gt;It's so much easier on the concience to press the ignore button now that I have made this decision and posted it in immortal prose on the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) I will stop letting &lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/2006/06/plus-sizes-dark-circles-and-rudeness.html"&gt;pesky, peristent salespeople&lt;/a&gt; get under my skin. I am going to work on developing a thicker skin when it comes to pushy salespeople who try to sell you things that they think you need, from "anti tanning face pack" to "massage oils that will reduce fatness".  I will calmly go my own way without snapping back at them, just smile and say "No thanks", because, after all, it is their job. But more importantly, I will not get worked up about the fact that they thought I was too fat to be walking around in the store or something like that, and was desperately in need of "massage oils that will reduce fatness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I will stop wasting my time arguing with trolls on Usenet newgroups, Orkut communities or even in real life. I will not try and enlighten anyone with my more rational and lucid thinking, because most of the times, the posts are made just to get a rise out of people like me, and to make us feel frustrated that there are such close-minded people in the world. So, I am giving up arguing with people who resort to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Argumentum_ad_Capslock"&gt;Argumentum ad Capslock&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chewbacca_Defense"&gt;Chewbacca Defence&lt;/a&gt;. Because there are some fights that are just not worth the rise in blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I will stop day dreaming &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/1600/105.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/320/105.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img src="file:///D:/Program%20Files/Yahoo%21/Messenger/Media/Smileys/105.gif" alt="" /&gt; about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Superman"&gt;Superman &lt;/a&gt;and about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brandon_Routh"&gt;the actor&lt;/a&gt; who plays him in the movie, no matter how dreamy his eyes are! If he looks too good to be human, then he probably &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I will stop letting a month pass by without making a blogpost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**That was a real short list! Will try and add to it over time...**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-115191608086121589?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/115191608086121589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=115191608086121589&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115191608086121589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/115191608086121589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/07/me-too.html' title='Me too!!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114906507336491168</id><published>2006-05-31T13:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:13:31.320+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>Any more wild ideas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dad was living in Indonesia. He had bought me a digital camera, and on my birthday, I took pics with it, and sent them to him the very next day. He wrote back to me, saying that this is indeed a wonder of technology that I can share the experiences of your birthday just the next day, even though I am so far away. He then recounted a story he had heard of his father's wedding. This grandfather (my great-grand father) had arranged for a "bioscope" show in their village for his son's wedding (being a big landowner and all that). The simple villagers were amazed at the viewing and were heard to remark that "this is not human doings, it has to involve magic somehow!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imagine what they would say about the technology that we take for granted today. GPS navigation systems in cars, 3-inch long devices that let you talk around the world, play games, make payments, read books, listen to music, take pictures! These things are probably beyond the wildest imagination of a commoner of a 100 years ago. So today when I was having a conversation with two friends about what would be "improbable" or "wild" technology by my standards, it set me thinking. And blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some ideas off the top of my head (Its possible a lot of these are being researched currently and may already be in the pipeline for the near future, and I just don't know about it!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A chip implanted in the brain that you could just upload information to (a la Matrix).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ESP-like non-verbal communication between people (maybe using the same implants used in the above idea)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teleportation, a la Star Trek (Beam me up, Scotty!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A visual overlay provided by some external device that would give you information about the objects, place or people you are looking at (a la Terminator, or "Psycohistorical Crisis")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I guess all of these have been inspired by movies and sci-fi books. Anyone else with any original ideas? Please post them! I shall include them in this list (with attributions, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tags"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114906507336491168?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114906507336491168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114906507336491168&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114906507336491168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114906507336491168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/05/any-more-wild-ideas.html' title='Any more wild ideas?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114837596200642416</id><published>2006-05-23T11:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:17:12.726+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Causes'/><title type='text'>Why should I care?</title><content type='html'>A friend asked me recently why I have not posted anything on my blog about the reservation issue that is making headlines everywhere these days. I said that I did not want to talk about sensitive issues like this, because most of my posts tend to rub people the wrong way anyway :) But I thought about it, and felt that there are some things I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, how has this reservation and quota system affected me? Not much, I would say. I did not aspire to get into any premier engineering or management institutions, and what I did get into, I got in quite easily. So for me, it did not matter then. What has remained as a lasting impression about the reservation issue the last time there was an agitation against it is this: I was in class 9 when the last agitation happened and our schools were closed for a month or so because of the unrest. I knew what the issue was and how it would effect everyone, but as it turned out I did not end up getting effected by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this time it is a bit different. I have a job in a big company, and the chances are slim to none that I will try and get admitted to another educational institution.    So does this issue effect me? Of course it does! Here's how. During the last agitation circa 1990, India was pretty much a closed economy. Today we work closely with the rest of the world. Information flows in and out of the country at the speed of thought and we can no longer imagine that our skeletons will stay in the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, how long before employers and clients and business partners all over the world figure out that these wonderfully hyped institutions like the IITs are actually letting in sub-standard students? And how long before they view every Indian programmer or businessman with suspicion, wondering if they came in through these "quotas"? After all, they have no idea that a Mishra is a Brahmin and a Das is not! And how long before these issues color the perception of the outside world about the competence of the Indian workforce? I am part of this workforce, so of course this affects me. And if affects you, too. So if all of you who have cushy software jobs don't want your employers to wrap up shop and move to China in the next five years, then better sit up and take notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: Well, &lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/1549349.cms"&gt;the deed's been done&lt;/a&gt;. What now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114837596200642416?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114837596200642416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114837596200642416&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114837596200642416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114837596200642416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/05/why-should-i-care.html' title='Why should I care?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114613578099247058</id><published>2006-04-27T16:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:16:47.376+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>Evolution for dummies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolution for techies, geeks and MBAs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Flicked from &lt;a href="http://almost.rediffblogs.com/2006_23_04_almost_archive.html#1146134641"&gt;t&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://almost.rediffblogs.com/2006_23_04_almost_archive.html#1146134641"&gt;his guy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Evolution by itself is not a theory, it's a phenomenon. In organisms it is a slow process, with certain jumps that speed it up. In other things you may see it at a good pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural selection happens everywhere - organisms, substances, compounds, companies, societies, corporations, bands, artists, theories, and technologies. Anything that interacts with its environment is affected by evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example close to my heart is of cameras. 10 years back film cameras ruled the world - right? Now they don't. In another 10 years time they'll be extinct. How’s that? Cameras are objects that interact a lot with their environment - no, not the pictures they take. Cameras need supplies to function - a power source and storage. Before digital imaging came along the storage function was fulfilled by film rolls only. Then digital imaging was developed, and now consumer levels cameras have also gone digital. Similarly, ni-cad batteries have given way to ni-mh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cameras have 'evolved' from film to digital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean a nikon film camera literally turned into a nikon digital camera? Or that someone opened its casings and then changed the parts therein? Then how is it that in 1980's the cameras were film only and in say 2020, the cameras will be digital only and film cameras will be 'extinct'?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s because of the environment. There may be people who prefer film over digital any day. They keep film alive even today. But they'll be able to keep doing that only till they find new film in the market - a factor of the environment. When say a few of them encounter a stock-out of 35mm in the town, they'll either stop shooting or buy and start using a digital camera. Maybe they'll like it better, maybe they'll not. But they'll still use it now because if they want to shoot using film, they won't be able to because of the film stockout (they of course are aware that digital is become the rave nowadays and the stockout isn't going to go away sometime soon). The markets will sense that the demand for film is decreasing, so they'll reduce their output of film, and keep churning out digital storage media. Eventually all shops in the world will stop stocking film, and then film will be extinct. So will be the film cameras. Natural selection. Digital cameras 'adapted' to the environment (that they were built to adapt, or that the markets were catering to them is not the point here... still if you want to know why, just post a reply, I’ll answer that as well), film cameras weren't equipped to 'adapt' to the environment. Thus film will be dead in some time. The cameras from 1980's without film and power will become fossils of their own 'living' self in 2020. I can show you fossils of my dad's cameras which used film that's not available today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now on to companies. Say there existed a company which was the world leader in film. But never cared enough for digital imaging - myopia, stupidity, whatever. It thought that it could sustain itself on the film lovers mentioned above. It forgot that its distribution doesn't reach EVERY shop in the world. So some of these film lovers do not use film made by this particular company. Now there comes a day that all the other film companies have either shut down or moved to digital. Say there were 10 film lovers. When 4 of them find out that the film they were using regularly isn't available anymore they move to digital. The remaining 6 still use our company's film. But the market has shrunk - you have 100% market share in a decreasing market... eventually the remaining 6 are going to move to digital. And the company cannot sustain itself long term on a diminishing market. Pragmatism prevails, and the company is closed down. Natural selection - the company failed to adapt to its environments.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now on to the question of lineage etc.&lt;br /&gt;say that there was another company that was a market leader in film say Nikonica. Its leaders foresaw the digital imaging future, and decided to start producing digital media 'as well'. So as happens in corporations, a factory &amp; department is made to handle digital operations. So the VP's of the film &amp;amp; digital department are called VP, Nikonica Classic and VP, Nikonica Digital respectively. Time goes by and by the natural selection explained above Nikonica Classic loses customers in a diminishing market. One day the company board decides to shut down Nikonica Classic. In the meanwhile Nikonica Digital has been doing roaring business - is a top market shareholder, and is now the entire business of the company. The company Nikonica has 'evolved' into 'Nikonica Digital'. Treat the original company as a parent species and the two Classic &amp;amp; Digital as the children - both different in their characteristics, fit for different environments. It's just that the environment was more favourable to Digital than to Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love open markets... they mimic nature and its laws so closely that it fascinates me. They also follow evolution, and even theory of evolution fits them quite nicely. Only that the evolution in case of markets is way way faster than that in living organisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that clears misconceptions about evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/b&gt;: Evolution doesn't necessarily mean 'improvement' or isn't a process to become 'superior'. It's just a process of becoming 'better adapted'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114613578099247058?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114613578099247058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114613578099247058&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114613578099247058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114613578099247058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/04/evolution-for-dummies.html' title='Evolution for dummies!!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114491549842070475</id><published>2006-04-13T13:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:18:22.240+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Causes'/><title type='text'>The good, the bad and the dowry</title><content type='html'>I guess this is a subject which has been "beaten to death" in India, by the media and even by the government itself. So this post is not so much about dowry, as it is about "good" and "bad" with respect to dowry. Good and bad dowry? What is good about dowry, you may ask. Well, to some of us it is very evident that dowry is a bad practice and it must be done away with. We cannot even imagine that someone would think of it as "good". But again, this post is not about that either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A male colleague of mine is getting married. He told me that there wasn't going to be any dowry involved in this wedding. Well I have been telling everyone what a good thing that is, and I am really very happy that people are starting to inculcate this. But another (female) friend said, not taking dowry doesn't make you good! It makes you "not bad". There is nothing great about not taking dowry. If you do, of course you are a low-life of the worst sort (my words) but if you don't there is no virtue in it. It is what you are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I happen to disagree. In a place where most people get degrees to get a dowry, and even young software engineers of 25 say "well, dowry is a must", we must admire the person who doesn't take any. Even if it was because his parents are opposed to it, and it was no decision of his. Because I think that good and bad are relative in situations like this. When the norm is "bad" then anyone better than the norm isn't "not bad" but is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114491549842070475?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114491549842070475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114491549842070475&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114491549842070475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114491549842070475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/04/good-bad-and-dowry.html' title='The good, the bad and the dowry'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114440235631071184</id><published>2006-04-07T15:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:18:55.770+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>Pascal's wager</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Even if the Atheist has doubts it is still reasonable for him to embrace {enter religion here} &lt;insert&gt;. To illustrate this fact, consider this situation. You are told that there is a speed-trap set by police to catch speeders on a certain road. Even if you doubt the information you must still act as though you believe it. You will slow down just to be on the safe side. You feel no need to start arguing that the police would never do a thing like that, or that you drove there before and never got caught speeding. In a similar sense the Atheist can simply submit in &lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;{enter religion here} &lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;insert&gt; &lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;insert&gt; &lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;although he still has doubts. Rather than argue about what he doubts he should first get on the safe side and then investigate further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not link to the site where I found this, because it is obviously going to reveal the name of the religion and I don't want to seem like I am refuting any one religion in particular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Being a member of several atheist newsgroups and discussion boards, I see this argument all the time, and from theists of all denominations. The radar speed trap analogy is definitely not applicable to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pascal%27s_wager"&gt;Pascal's wager&lt;/a&gt; for the following reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are told that there is a speed-trap set by police to catch speeders on a certain road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You have actually experienced this or seen radar speed traps before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if you doubt the information you must still act as though you believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You can actually verify the information even if you doubt it. Whether you drive over or under the speed limit to get to the verification point is your choice, but you can go and verify it all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You feel no need to start arguing that the police would never do a thing like that, or that you drove there before and never got caught speeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This analogy is not applicable to dying and going to the afterlife. You have never died before so you do not know what comes after. And neither has your friend who is warning you of the consequences. On the other hand, you may have driven at this speed before or may be a resident of the area and may be aware that no radar speed traps have been introduced by the law-enforcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some other fun replies to this that I have seen on the net:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Safe side? Really? You know, I've been thinking about this, and if you look at the odds Atheism really is a better bet if you view this as a giant crap shoot. E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ither there is no god, a god, or multiple gods. Three choices, you have about a 33% chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No god:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Atheism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Buddhism (some may believe in a personal god but Buddhism is more or less atheistic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A god:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Judaism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Zoroastrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sikhism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Bahá'í&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Multiple gods:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wicca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Shinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ásatrú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hinduism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;   Pascal's wager could really f**k you up too. Lets say an atheists chooses christianity to be on the "safe" side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;On judgement day its an angry RAM staring him down. Now you are really f**ked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114440235631071184?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114440235631071184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114440235631071184&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114440235631071184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114440235631071184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/04/pascals-wager.html' title='Pascal&apos;s wager'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114365864897180376</id><published>2006-03-30T00:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-08T14:40:42.005+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atheism'/><title type='text'>An eclipse of the mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOTE: I am getting a lot of hits on this post from searchers who are trying to determine whether eclipses have any effect on pregnant women and whether or not they (and others) should fast during an eclipse. In case it is not clear from this post and my replies in the comments thread, I DO NOT believe that eclipses are harmful to people unless you look at them with the naked eye, in which case, you can be blinded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to resume the regular service (i.e., the original post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a &lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/home/feeds/ap/2006/03/29/ap2630986.html"&gt;total eclipse of the sun today&lt;/a&gt;, which was seen in many countries across the world. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eclipse"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eclipse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_Language" title="Greek Language"&gt;Greek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; verb: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.perseus.tufts.edu/cgi-bin/ptext?doc=Perseus%3Atext%3A1999.04.0057%3Aentry%3D%2332334" class="external text" title="http://www.perseus.tufts.edu/cgi-bin/ptext?doc=Perseus%3Atext%3A1999.04.0057%3Aentry%3D%2332334"&gt;ekleipô&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, "to vanish") is an astronomical event that occurs when one celestial object moves into the shadow of another. &lt;/span&gt;Such a simple explanation, isn't it? We can predict eclipses, not only when they will happen and where they can be viewed, but the precise timings of each phase of the eclipse. A total solar eclipse is something that everyone must experience at least once in thier lifetimes. It is one of the few times when we can actually see the cosmos in action, outside of planetariums, observatories and the National Geographic channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/4d/Solar_eclips_1999_4.jpg/250px-Solar_eclips_1999_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/4d/Solar_eclips_1999_4.jpg/250px-Solar_eclips_1999_4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But there is another aspect to these occurences. A shadow of fear that falls over the minds of people. It has to be seen to be believed. That people can actually assert that there is a scientific reason for believing that you should throw out all the cooked food in the house because the eclipse (as shadow of the moon passing between the sun and the earth) will somehow contaminate them. Or that pregnant women need to be shielded from eclipses because their children may otherwise be born blind or deformed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was very young (not sure, I think about 5 years old), there was to be a total eclipse of the sun. My mother scared me and told me to lie in bed quietly till it passed. I did as I was told, of course, as she had told me that a "rahskas" would come and gobble up the sun (and who wants to see something like that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone gave me a book for my 7th birthday, called "The Sun, the Moon and the Stars". That's when I figured out that the sun is a huge ball of hot gas, and started wondering how would a rakshas  every gobble it up. I was a much wiser 12 year old, when I experienced my second total solar eclipse in Indonesia. Our schoolteachers had dark filters for us to view it through and were walking us through the whole eclipse with lots of valuable gems of information. It was an experience I cannot compare with anything else. The moment of totality, when everything goes dark, and then suddenly the corona of the Sun appears around a seemingly black hole, is a moment of gasps and wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why, when I hear a senior and respected colleague of mine tell me that he has been fasting all day because there is an eclipse and he wasn't supposed to eat anything all day, or when someone says that a solar eclipse causes a lot of "germs" to come out and infect the food, then I am filled with a different kind of wonder. I wonder at how such rational and reasonable people can be blinded by fear and tradition so much that they refuse to stop for a minute and use their own brains, the most important organ that thier so-called "God" is supposed to have given them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETA: For fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="limerick-title"&gt;      Running Around in (Elongated) Circles     &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;p class="limerick"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      Newton said as he gazed off afar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      "From here to the most distant star,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      These wond'rous ellipses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      And solar eclipses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      All come from a 1 over r."&lt;/span&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/22555281-114365864897180376?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114365864897180376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114365864897180376&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114365864897180376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114365864897180376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/03/eclipse-of-mind.html' title='An eclipse of the mind?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114328988218964042</id><published>2006-03-25T17:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:20:28.896+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Temptation, just out of reach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/1600/Temptation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/400/Temptation.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the view from my bedroom window. Imagine waking up each day, watching these luscious beauties ripening gradually, waiting for them to turn a golden hue... Unfortunately the tree is in my neighbour's yard. But some overhanging branches do have a few of the mangoes on them which I can reach from my roof!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114328988218964042?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114328988218964042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114328988218964042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114328988218964042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114328988218964042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/03/temptation-just-out-of-reach.html' title='Temptation, just out of reach'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114311633014951900</id><published>2006-03-23T05:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:21:21.923+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>The phenomenon of irritating music</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I listened to the strains of "Ek baar aaja aaja..." issuing from the TV in the office cafeteria, I wondered about this phenomenon. Of extremely irritating music by some composer/singer being played all over the place, from music channels to discos to paan-tapris. Why is it that only the horrible songs catch on like this? I mean think about Altaf Raja. There was a time where you could not get onto a bus or an auto-rickshaw without hearing "Tum to thehre par-daaay-seeee....". Aaaaarrrrggghhhhhh!!!! Some more I can think of were Ataullah Khan* (of "Accha sila diya" fame) and Hassan Jehangir* (Hawa hawa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So why do you think these songs catch on all of a sudden and dissappear even more suddenly? Is their popularity due to the fact that they appeal to the great unwashed masses, with their plaintive cries? Or is it the other way round, and we feel irritated by a certain set of songs, if they become very popular and are played over and over again (hark back to Saathiya ringtones!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My heartfelt thanks to Akshoy for reminding me of the names of these singers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: &lt;a href="http://greatbong.net/2006/05/31/the-secret-of-himesh-reshammiyas-power/"&gt;I  found the answer!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114311633014951900?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114311633014951900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114311633014951900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114311633014951900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114311633014951900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/03/phenomenon-of-irritating-music.html' title='The phenomenon of irritating music'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114164350382101331</id><published>2006-03-06T16:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:22:22.500+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A Pot of gold, right outside the window!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/640/DSC00169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/342/1206/320/DSC00169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes, you only have to look out the window to find joy. Like this rainbow which brightened up the dreary Monday afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114164350382101331?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114164350382101331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114164350382101331&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114164350382101331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114164350382101331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/03/pot-of-gold-right-outside-window.html' title='A Pot of gold, right outside the window!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114102682884047749</id><published>2006-02-27T12:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-03T11:11:15.176+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Is it chocolate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This weekend, my brother and I did a bit of a survey at Food Bazaar to see which chocolate brands had vegetable fats (other than cocoa butter) in them. The results? All imported brands, such as Hershey's , Vochelle and Mars were made of cocoa butter and milk fats. And the two major brands sold in India, namely Cadbury's and Nestle, have Hydrogenated Vegetable Oils in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, you may ask, what's wrong with having vegetable fats in chocolate? Nothing, really, if you are not a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vegelate"&gt;chocolate purist&lt;/a&gt;. But there is definitely something wrong with having &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trans_fat"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hydrogenated&lt;/i&gt; vegetable oils&lt;/a&gt; in the chocolate. These fats have been shown to have many health risks, compared to saturated fats (such as from milk or even meats). There is a lot of awareness about these health risks in many countries in the west, and a lot of companies have started labeling their chocolate, saying "Does not contain any vegetable fat". Check out a bar of Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So next time, before you reach for a 5Star or a KitKat, think about all the free radicals in the chocolate, and how your liver is going to metabolise it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: After this post was posted, on reading one of the comments, I went to check the Cadbury brand again. And sure enough, there is no more mention of hydrogenated veg oils anymore! There are still some bars of choc that do have them, so if you are concerned, just flip it over and read the ingredient list before buying. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114102682884047749?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114102682884047749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114102682884047749&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114102682884047749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114102682884047749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/02/is-it-chocolate.html' title='Is it chocolate?'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114069397658432485</id><published>2006-02-23T16:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-23T17:27:57.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Usenet Poll!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="table" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.webpollcentral.com/v2/?id=25915&amp;user=tparial" target="_blank" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" id="dark"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; What is your level of familiarity with the Usenet? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; Never heard of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;input name="v" value="1" type="radio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr id="light"&gt;&lt;td&gt; Heard of it, but never used it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;input name="v" value="2" type="radio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; Use it via web-based interfaces such as Google groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;input name="v" value="3" type="radio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr id="light"&gt;&lt;td&gt; Read and post occasionally using newsreaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;input name="v" value="4" type="radio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; Read and post regularly using newsreaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;input name="v" value="5" type="radio"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr id="light"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;input id="but" value="Submit" type="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr id="light"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webpollcentral.com/v2/?id=25915&amp;amp;user=tparial" target="_blank" id="light"&gt;Current results&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114069397658432485?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114069397658432485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114069397658432485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114069397658432485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114069397658432485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/02/usenet-poll.html' title='Usenet Poll!!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114042792639084472</id><published>2006-02-20T14:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:23:14.313+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Difference'/><title type='text'>"Bootism" or "Why Women Love Shoes So Much"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why do women love shoes so much? What is the reason that a woman can walk past a clothing sale without batting an eyelid, look over a jewellery display without once reaching for her purse, but cannot resist the lure of a shoe-sale? Women and their love for shoes have been in the media a lot, from &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/1173911.stm"&gt;Imelda Marcos&lt;/a&gt;, to &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/city/episode/season6/episode83.shtml"&gt;Carrie Bradshaw in Sex and the City&lt;/a&gt;, to our own Ms. &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/318912.stm"&gt;Jayalalitha&lt;/a&gt;. Men wonder at these news stories and shake their heads, saying they will never understand this passion for shoes, while women plan out what their own shoe closet would look like if they had that kind of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bootism is defined on &lt;a href="http://www.bootism.com/"&gt;its website&lt;/a&gt; as "a shoe religion, celebrating, explaining and validating the passion for everything shoes". I have found some really enlightening articles &lt;a href="http://www.star93fm.com/news/blogs/?blog=21208"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.susans.org/forums/index.php?topic=2159.msg18191"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/group/alt.fashion/browse_frm/thread/d5ea5857813db15a/a0ac2a87fee1662e?q=%22Shoes%3A+Girl%27s+Best+friend%22&amp;rnum=1#a0ac2a87fee1662e"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. So here are a few reasons (out of my head, and from the wierd and wonderful web) of why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;think we women love shoes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will find a pair of shoes that fits us, even if we have put on a few kilos of weight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We don't need so much time trying them on, so we can buy them even if there is a sale on, and all the changing rooms are full.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We need shoes to go with all the different kinds of outfits we wear. Since women have more variety in the clothing, it is natural that their footwear will be proportionately varied, both in color and style.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The same style of shoes will look good on us, even if we need to buy a pair that is a few sizes larger. That can definitly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;be said for a lot of items of clothing, e.g. miniskirts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can cover up or bare all, depending on the mood, without being whistled at by passers-by.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; wear the same pair of shoes to a wedding and dance party!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am sure the women who read this can think up thousands more reasons (please post them, I'll rework the list and add them in later!). And if men think they understand women really well and can tell me some of the reasons, of course, those are welcome too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a long and faithful relationship with our beloved  shoes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114042792639084472?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114042792639084472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114042792639084472&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114042792639084472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114042792639084472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/02/bootism-or-why-women-love-shoes-so.html' title='&quot;Bootism&quot; or &quot;Why Women Love Shoes So Much&quot;'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114016554576864402</id><published>2006-02-17T14:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:10:14.443+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain Lint'/><title type='text'>On being rootless</title><content type='html'>Recently, &lt;a href="http://tarunsomani.blogspot.com/2006/02/girl-in-skirt.html"&gt;a friend remarked&lt;/a&gt; about the lack of opportunities to work in your hometown if you are from a small town. This led me to think about rootless people like me, who can never give a simple answer to the question "So where are you from?" From early childhood, we have to learn to make new friends, learn names of new streets, get accustomed to new neighbourhoods because we find ourselves in a different city every couple of years. We come to realise that, after a lot of fond farewells and promises of "writing every week", old friendships usually fizzle off in a few months and new friends are made. Does this seem a little sad to those of you who have lived their entire lives in the same city? Surprisingly, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the nervousness of fitting into a new set of friends in a new school comes the freedom to re-invent yourself everytime you are in a new place where no one knows you. Whether it is a new hairstyle you were not really confident about, or a new attitude on life, if no one knows you where you are going to, they will accept these new things as part of you. There is the thrill of discovering new ice-cream parlors and bookstores, finding new chaat thelas and of even learning a new language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you move from city to city, you gather a whole store of stories and anecdotes to entertain at parties and put in place a whole network of friends and acquaintances. Nothing equals the pleasure of meeting after fifteen years someone who was your "best friend" in eight grade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114016554576864402?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114016554576864402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114016554576864402&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114016554576864402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114016554576864402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/02/on-being-rootless.html' title='On being rootless'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114010732686182164</id><published>2006-02-16T21:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:10:47.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>F1! F1!!</title><content type='html'>Help please! I am trying to get &lt;a href="http://www.pointoffocus.com/Graphics/Blog%20Templates/SummerBright/SummerBright.html"&gt;this template&lt;/a&gt; onto my blog, but unfortunately I'm not that good at html. Can someone pls give me some tips???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETA&lt;/span&gt;: I have successfully applied the template! Yay me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114010732686182164?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114010732686182164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114010732686182164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114010732686182164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114010732686182164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/02/f1-f1.html' title='F1! F1!!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22555281.post-114010192534656610</id><published>2006-02-16T20:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-16T20:28:45.356+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Get a blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There used to be an ad on TV years ago, saying "Get a job, get a job". Nowadays, all I hear is "Get a blog, get a blog!". People seem to want to look at your blog before they will speak to you! So ok, here's my n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; attempt to start a meaningful blog! Hope this fares better than the previous ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22555281-114010192534656610?l=blog.tanushree.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/feeds/114010192534656610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22555281&amp;postID=114010192534656610&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114010192534656610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22555281/posts/default/114010192534656610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.tanushree.info/2006/02/get-blog.html' title='Get a blog!'/><author><name>Tanushree</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://lh3.google.com/tanushree.parial/RqtbC8Y43mI/AAAAAAAABGw/-j7nwUcD5bY/s144/DSC_0058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
