<?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-25903460</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:04:31.089+05:30</updated><category term='GRE'/><category term='yahoo'/><category term='education'/><category term='ASAD'/><category term='live'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='smoke'/><category term='web'/><category term='interview questions'/><category term='bettergmail'/><category term='courage'/><category term='Eragon'/><category term='pondering'/><category term='lucknow'/><category term='KT Tunstall'/><category term='gadgetlite'/><category term='jack johnson'/><category term='set theory'/><category term='Chakram'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='cat 2008'/><category term='schools'/><category term='g1'/><category term='ISRO'/><category term='t-mobile'/><category term='googlepages'/><category term='nonsense'/><category term='unfaithful'/><category term='India'/><category term='sop'/><category term='weather'/><category term='hyderabad'/><category term='times'/><category term='exam'/><category term='entrance'/><category term='infest'/><category term='50 cent'/><category term='father'/><category term='orkut'/><category term='personal'/><category term='IIM'/><category term='students'/><category term='son'/><category term='music'/><category term='expression'/><category term='last resort'/><category term='Experience'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='ego'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='admissions'/><category term='themes'/><category term='journey'/><category term='shillong'/><category term='hailstorm'/><category term='life'/><category term='rihanna'/><category term='resume'/><category term='parents'/><category term='Sirivennela'/><category term='web2.0'/><category term='Candy shop'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='BITS'/><category term='Bhuvan'/><category term='search'/><category term='career'/><category term='love'/><category term='NRIs'/><category term='donations'/><category term='gmail'/><category term='google'/><category term='papa roach'/><title type='text'>All about me!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravibits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25903460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravibits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ravi Kishore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16437782695945218661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0mJ5m1Fm7Ys/SYz9LznlMsI/AAAAAAAABwE/mKglBeN8944/S220/DSCN1446.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25903460.post-3025433007020776081</id><published>2010-05-01T09:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:42:26.109+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Hell and Heaven - A Theory</title><content type='html'>I am a male chauvinist, I guess, from my childhood. I don't deny it but I am not proud of it either. So, all my theories revolve around the concept of male species being dominant over the other. My recent theory regarding Hell and Heaven is also a similar story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Nature. I also believe that, she takes care of balancing everything; Seasons, predator-prey life cycles, and Gender ratio. By now, you must have understood why there are girls in heaven in the form of ANGELs. If not, let me tell you why. Because, all men from earth go to heaven, she needs to take care of the Gender ratio in heaven. In similar lines, Hell is full of male devils. And again, you may ask me -- why should there be ANGELs in heaven rather than normal girls? Oh c'mon -- this is pretty simple again and it also is a balancing act of Nature. She wants us to experience the side of the female gender, (gentle, caring, beautiful, cheerful), which we(male humans) wouldn't have seen in Earth! And similarly, she created devils with characteristics that are not found in male gender living in Earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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(Though, I would say, my current life is way better and ofcourse way heavier on my pocket also!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Most importantly, talked to Sudha, who lives in his own world unless you ruffle him to bring back to our world! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Have seen a recently married young and beautiful couple coochy-cooing in the A/C train! (different because, I am used to seeing unmarried couple doing this!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Stumbled into my one time BITS- seniors on my journey back to Bangalore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Travelled with people I know, I spent my four years of life with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Didn't play squash! :O (This is the first time I havent played squash on a weekend since I started playing...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I am in some place other than in my own world! 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Now, the time has come for me to throw in yet another real life incident. This is a letter written to me by my friend Swathi, today morning regarding her son, Kashyap’s admission to Dilhi Private Paathasala (DPP). I am reproducing the letter here as it is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ravi&lt;/st1:place&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How are you? I am fine and Pavan and Kashyap are also doing great. I know it’s been long since we spoke to each other. How are things going at your end and how are your preparations going for GD and PI? Why don’t you come for lunch this Saturday? I am sure we can catch up on lot many things. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;By the way, this weekend has been one of the most eventful days of my life since Kashyap was born. You know, how I have always dreamt of sending Kashyap to a World Class - International School like DPP. This Saturday, Kashyap and I went to DPP to write the entrance test for 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Class admissions. Though Kashyap is well prepared and of course very intelligent, I couldn’t hold my nerves and am feeling very nervous. When we reached DPP, I saw more than 150 mothers gathered there with their children. The scene itself is daunting. Most of them I spoke to are housewives and are taking best care and attention for their children. Since the exam is yet to start, all of them referring to notes they bought with them and revising the course syllabus. But, I didn’t bring any notes with me and couldn’t let Kashyap revise any of the lessons I taught him. The bell rang and I sent Kashyap in wishing him all the best. While Kashyap is writing the exam, everyone is talking about how well prepared their children are. When I heard all that, tears streamed rolling down my cheeks as I felt I have done injustice to Kashyap by not taking enough attention for his entrance test in DPP. As both Pavan and I are working, I though we spent less time with Kashyap than the mothers that have come here. I felt like I am a bad mother for Kashyap as I couldn’t prepare him at par with his fellow test takers. That 2.5 hrs of test duration were one of the most tensed moments of life. I thought about so many things raging from how bad a mother I am, from how difficult the test is, from how Pavan would react when I tell him what all transpired here at DPP to how well Kashyap is feeling inside the test room. Finally, after the exam is over, Kashyap came running to me feeling little exhausted and enthusiastic. From his face, I could make out that he wrote the test well. But, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ravi&lt;/st1:place&gt;, you know that these are the days when good is not good enough. We have to be best to be good. After half an hour, a well dressed lady came to us and addressed the parents briefing the admission process post written test. She said that they would announce the results on Sunday evening on their website &lt;a href="http://www.dpp.edu/admissions"&gt;www.dpp.edu/admissions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While driving back to our home from DPP, I asked Kashyap about the questions that are asked in the entrance exam. He said the exam is tough, but he could write well. You know, the questions that are asked in the examination are not what I have expected. Some of the questions are what is 13*12, Explain your father’s profession. My God, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ravi&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I don’t know what DPP expects from their students. Pavan was sitting at our apartment balcony waiting for us and I narrated him the entire drama.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Next day, we logged in to their website and waiting for the results anxiously. Pavan is pacing in and out of living room, not able to contain his anxiety and I am refreshing the page every 2 minutes. Kashyap went to swimming class and Tennis coaching. At around 8 25PM, the results were out and I started searching for Kashyap’s name frantically all through. I scrolled the entire page and couldn’t find it. By this time, I am almost sobbing while hugging Pavan. Pavan took the laptop from me and scrolled carefully searching for Kashyap’s name. I could see his fingers shivering slightly while scrolling down. And then, all of a sudden he screamed loudly and started to dance. He highlighted Kashyap’s name using his mouse and started dancing again. We screamed with joy and happiness and distributed sweets in our neighborhood. I was so happy that I started dancing too. Kashyap made me proud. Real proud.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I never felt as happy as I did on that day. May be, that’s an overstatement. But yeah, it feels so true. Couple of hours later, we received an email from the Head Mistress of DPP congratulating Kashyap and us for his achievement and asking us to be present for an interview, today evening. Now, Pavan is of course elated but slightly more tensed that we might put Kashyap’s future in jeopardy. Both of us have taken day off today and trying to stay as calm as possible and putting our best foot forward for today’s interview. To relieve my pressure, I thought of telling you everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am sure you wish us all the best for what seems to be one of the most important interviews of our life. I am hoping they wouldn’t ask us questions like State Euler’s theory, Define Anachronism, what is the meaning of Asphyxiation. I will write to you tomorrow on what happened today. Got to go now. I am yet to iron Pavan’s suit for today’s interview. Catch you later. Have a good day!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Swathi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I definitely felt elated by the prospect of joining a very good university with lot of intelligent students coming in and competing among themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;After a couple of years, when I passed out of BITS, my friends have emailed me saying that they have 'secured' an admission to Stanford/MIT/TAMU/LSE. They must have felt on cloud 9 too, because they are about to join some of the world's best colleges. But now, I have come across an email from a friend who said '...One of my colleagues has 'secured' an admission into XXX school for his daughter...'. I started to wonder how times have changed drastically and what the phrase &lt;i&gt;'securing' an admission&lt;/i&gt; has transformed in meaning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In my childhood, there is nothing that I have heard of 'securing an admission' to join a school, of course unless it is THE best school in the country! But now, I have seen so many parents trying hard and paying hefty donations to get their children admitted to 'International' schools with world class facilities and able teachers. A couple of months ago, I have read an article in MINT (my personal favorite) which mentioned about the difficulties NRIs face to get their children admitted to a very good school. As soon as the school administration staff comes to know that the parents are NRIs, they charge heavy fees and ask for more donations! And these days, I have seen schools conducting written tests for parents! (:O)! How ridiculous can it be? May be, by the time I get married and have kids, I might have to join TIME or something of that sort and prepare for these written tests with the same&amp;nbsp;vigor&amp;nbsp;and dedication as I did for CAT and GMAT! I hope, I can secure admission to IIM - A level school when I give that entrance examination for my kid! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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That means I am the first to wish you!&lt;br /&gt;She : Naa! He has already wished me at 12 in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : Who???&lt;br /&gt;She : Come on, who else, Nitin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : Oh, ok. So, what's the plan for today?&lt;br /&gt;She : Nitin told me that he has a surprise gift for me for my Birthday. And also we are going to Flower Show today. I am excited! I have never seen the flower show that happens in Lal Baug. Actually that itself is the most wonderful gift for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Friend : "Did you go to Palace grounds all the way from Basavanagudi, to see Bryan Adam's show!!! Who accompanied you?"&lt;br /&gt;She : Nitin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : By the way, who referred your CV in SoCrates? I mean you don't know anyone there, right?&lt;br /&gt;She : No, he forwarded my CV to one of his friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : I heard that the HR round interview went on till 8pm in the night. I think you faced difficulty in returning to your room.&lt;br /&gt;She : No, he had come to pick me up. He came from his office, dropped me to my room and he returned to his room at around 11pm. He didn't have dinner also. I asked him to have at my room. Poor Nitin.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : If you are supposed to go home tomorrow itself then what about reservation?&lt;br /&gt;She : I have told him, he will go to Majestic and would get it done, and he told he has some work in Majestic. That's why I am relaxed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : How was your written test in Philips?&lt;br /&gt;She : I failed yaar. The day before the test I had prepared perfectly. Nitin had come to our room. He taught me the basics of embedded programming concepts. I was very confident only because of him. But something else was in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : Then, what did you do on Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;She : We had gone to see "Lakshya". He doesn't see Hindi movies. But as I was upset after failing in the Philips written test, he took me for movie. I was very happy and surprised that he himself decided for a Hindi movie, and he was very happy that I enjoyed the movie. And you know; we had dinner in Pizza hut. It was his belated B'day treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : And, what was your belated gift &lt;img src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?attid=0.1&amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;th=11033bd0fdc3bd69" alt="Wink" border="0" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She : Gift!! I had given the gift on his B'day itself. I was the first to call him at 12 in the night, he was busy throughout the day, and somehow we could meet in the evening and I gifted him with a cute time piece with a nice quote on it. He doesn't have time sense, so my time piece must always remind him of this. That day he didn't give me any treat as he had to go back to office. Yesterday I had a fight over this, you know! Poor kid.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : Hello...what about our sari shopping program in Malleshwaram?&lt;br /&gt;She : Listen, I will call you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : You didn't call me back in the morning, so I called now.&lt;br /&gt;She : Yeah, when you called I was in Koramangala, with Nitin. He was very upset in the morning. He had a fight with his elder brother. So, it wouldn't have been fair on my part to leave him alone. If I am with him in such situation very soon he comes back to normalcy. So I postponed the Malleshwaram program.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : Hey! What happened? You seem to be very happy today.&lt;br /&gt;She : Why not? You know today is one of the most happiest days for me. Nitin got an onsite assignment in UK , for 6 months! That's why I am very happy. All of his hard work paid today. He had been waiting for this opportunity since long. He'll be leaving next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : You will miss him.&lt;br /&gt;She : Badly. I am so much dependent on him. I must thank Sanju, through him only I got to know Nitin. Without Nitin it would have been very difficult for me to stay in this alien city with no friends, relatives and on top of all, no job. He has been so caring friend all through my tough times in this city, he is so mature, so understanding, so trustworthy...a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : He loves you yaar.&lt;br /&gt;She : I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : And you? Don't you love him?&lt;br /&gt;She : I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Don't tell me. You also feel for him.&lt;br /&gt;She : I know yaar. He has everything that I expect in my dream-life-partner. I know I can never get a true life partner like him. But I don't want to commit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : What is stopping you? I really don't understand. When Miya-beevi are razi kya karega kazi ?&lt;br /&gt;She : Please...don't say like that. I never told him that I love him or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Is he a fool not to understand your feelings which are so clear from outside only? Poor fellow, don't leave him alone.&lt;br /&gt;She : I have told him everything about my family. He knows how orthodox my parents are. They can never expect me marrying a guy from a different caste. They trust me. Come what may, I will not hurt my parent's feelings. I cannot imagine also. Now they are happily searching a guy for me in my native place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Hmm, I don't understand at all.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She : This Saturday I have to go home, a guy is coming to see me.&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Oh! Is it? Good news yaar. Your first interview! Wish you all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Any guesses, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;She : Please yaar. I am least bothered and least interested. For the sake of my parents' happiness I have agreed for this.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : What about the interview, I was expecting your call actually?&lt;br /&gt;She : Nothing so special. I didn't like the guy's attitude. I told my parents clearly. My parents are very understanding and so they too told me that they won't go ahead with this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : But still you should have analyzed properly.&lt;br /&gt;She : I shared my views with Nitin. He had called me the next day. He didn't suggest me anything. He didn't tell me to say "yes" or "no", he didn't preach what is right or what is wrong. But after talking to him I was satisfied that whatever decision I took was right.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;Friend : Yesterday your mobile was engaged for more than half an hour. I kept trying, but I slept after 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;She : Yeah, I was talking to Nitin. He is very much worried about my marriage. He is concerned whether I would get a guy of my choice or not, whether I would be happy with him or not. I was very sad to know this. But I am helpless. I pacified him and convinced that whatever my parents do, that will be the best for me, so no need to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : How Nitin will feel after you get married? Will he not be upset all the time?&lt;br /&gt;She : Time will change everything. He will start living again. Was he not leading a normal life before I came into his life? It's all matter of time. Even I can't do anything other than pacifying him and myself with these philosophical statements.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally " She " got engaged with a guy of her parent's choice (with her "yes" of course). She is in touch with both Nitin and the new " him " regularly through chatting in Yahoo Messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally " She " got happily married to " him ", very soon converting Nitin into memories, but deleting the memories was slow and almost impossible for Nitin.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do girls do like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;She needs him when she is new to the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She needs his help in finding out a PG or hostel for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She makes him prepare a good-format-CV for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She needs him to drop her to the venue of a walk-in interview &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She expects him to collect all the consultants' mail ids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She needs him while preparing for the interviews &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She needs his help in identifying HER skill sets, strengths and weakness! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She wants him to conduct a mock-interview for her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She gives her yahoo mail id password so that he can forward her CV to consultants through internet in his office (in office hours!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She needs him for boosting her confidence when she fails in the 1 st written test in her life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She wants him to take her to M.G Road , Brigade Road, Forum and Big bazaar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She needs his company while visiting all the temples in Malleshwaram on Vijayadashami, though he is not a believer of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She asks his opinions on importance of marriage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She wants him to be a shoulder to cry when her parents force her for marriage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She needs his help in preparing her mind for the first interview with a guy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She needs his help in deciding about the marriage proposal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She loves to share her happiness with him when she gets engaged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She expects him to attend her marriage (Come on guys, he is a true friend of her!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy does all this honestly, without saying a single "No".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;He loves her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He cares for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; Whatever he is today; it is only because of her entry in to his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He treats her as his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She changed him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; It is only because of her, he is smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; It is only because of her, he has forgotten the past bitter experiences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She is the first person in his life to influence him so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He was the " bhatka hua musafir " and she came as his " manzil ". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He threw the cigarette in the dust-bin because of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He has cultivated a positive attitude towards marriage and family because of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She is the perfect Indian woman he has ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He keeps a photo of Lord Krishna in his purse now; only because of her (also it is her favorite deity!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; Weekends come and go without his notice; it is only because of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He stopped going to office on Weekends; it is only because of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; Onsite project was his dream; he puts all his efforts now, not to get an onsite assignment but to get a job for her in Bangalore . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; ------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;The girl depends on the guy as if she never lived and can never live without him. Guy behaves as if he has taken birth on this earth only to care for that lady. She treats him as a shoulder to cry and he treats her as a puppy in a rain storm. She loves to depend and he loves to take care, finally they fall in so called "love", ultimately adding an unnecessary trauma to life. Girls want a perfect life partner but they don't want to hurt their parents' feelings, guys know that they can't get her but still they want to care for her(because they want her to be happy wherever she is and with whoever she is).Great! Or shall I say crap !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I think no need to be so serious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; She gets engaged, life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; Long lasting phone calls become short and sweet, life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; A heart which was used to "Good morning" SMSs learns to be happy with just the "Happy weekend" SMSs, life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; No more "Unread messages" in the yahoo mail, life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; No one to share coffee at "Barista" at the end of a tiring working day, life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; No more consultants' calls to be diverted and life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He starts smoking again, life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He is still living in flashback, and no looking back for her, but life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He gets promoted, he is a manager, she is mother of two kids, and life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt; He is in his late twenties, happily married to a beautiful, understanding, mature, caring, broad minded wife! Anyway life goes on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is " She " in every wife and there is Nitin in every husband (most of the times!). There are dumb spectators like " Friend " who are puzzled to see the whole episode between " She " and Nitin and just ask themselves " WHAT IT IS ???" ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; My take on this story? hmm... well, I can't do anything but feel sorry for the person who created this in the first place, coz he must be going through a horrible phase of his life to have written this so beautifully! Kudos to you sir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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This is absolutely true in case of GRE :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{I am becoming too good in these One liners.. ;)}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Anyways...by the time I reached the prometric center at 3:45 pm, I cud hardly find anybody outside the test center. I waited for 5 mins and was watching the out comers face feelings and am trying to decipher how well or how bad their test might have gone! Buuuhh.. Some one from no where came to me and said Hi...I was shocked..it was my friend..TRG&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{trgowtham@gmail.com}&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty happy to see each other and were chit chatting about all the funny things we did during our BITSian years! By then it was 4 pm and chowki&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This name reminds me of Great BITSian Days... :(}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;called us inside.. The prometric guy verified my Confirmation mail ka print out and let me in. The receptionist gave me some forms to fill in and then showed me the cup board where I am suposed to keep all my belongings including my PEN!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{How crazy can they go?}&lt;/span&gt;After that I was allowed inside a room which is both video and audio taped! They checked for my Passport and asked to verify my details that are present on the screen! After I confirmed it, they took my Snap I was let go into the actual test area!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{I was really cool in the snap! but they refused to gimme that! :(}&lt;/span&gt; I started off with taking tutorials on how to use your mouse and how to choose the answers! Then I have started giving my own TEST...&lt;br /&gt;I was given two assays..and I chose... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{People always assume that the problems they face rae more challenging and complex than their predecessors...}&lt;/span&gt;I started writing every BS I thot I can write and finished it in time. Next was the argument...I was given some topic which I cud make neither its head not its tail! U cud have guessed by now how well I woud have critiqued it! Then I took the break and went to loo...There I met again my old frend TRG and he was like My assay didnt go well man,... But he did his critique well!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{We are definitely Poles apart}&lt;/span&gt;Then it was a random choice between Quant and Verbal...and to my bad lulck I got Quant...&lt;br /&gt;The Questions in quant are far tougher by any means when compared to the tests so far I have taken! After that came my nightmarish part VERBAL...:( First one is OK..i knew it, so I felt confident of getting a good score...then started trouble!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{One Question OK! Then startes Struggle.. ;)}&lt;/span&gt; First 10 questions I dint get the passage. then I realised something somewhere went wrong! Then came the first passage...75 lines long. What did I do?? Jus scrolled down and started going thru the question!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{Sorry! i can;t write anymore! I dont want to recall those night marish verbal section again n again}&lt;/span&gt;All I can say is it was pathetic enough for me...&lt;br /&gt;The last section! The one We all look forward to... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{Scores... ;)}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Quantitative : 800&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Verbal : 470&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;proceed&gt;&lt;/proceed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{PROCEED}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;proceed&gt;&lt;/proceed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; else can I do? I jus came out with a disappointed face and searching for my TRG! But i cud see him nowhere.. the log out time reported that he went 15 mins before  and  I didnt know how much he got! He is a one range fundoo..so he must have got somewhere around 1450.. {Where ever u go..Whatever u do we can't stop D*** others... ;)}Then I called up my frenz and told them my score..&lt;br /&gt;Thatz how my GRE day lasted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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