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Since few months, I am drawn to Buddha. Watch the above Documentary and you will realize what a marvelous man he was. More than 2000 years ago and yet so relevant today. I feel its more relevant today than it was during his time, and perhaps will get more relevant in days to come. I am drawn to Buddha perhaps for the reason that i am suffering. I am through an existential crisis in life. And Buddha offers me so much relief.ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-29772578974098438192011-03-07T12:52:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.238+03:00Lat week was my daughter's 2nd birthdayAns this is howZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-63014740042747582362011-02-14T13:50:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.879+03:00My first post from a phone-Blackberry rocks!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Until about a month back I never thought I would be so nuts over a phone.Blackberry has made a big fan out of me. For someone who has used a Nokia all his life, BB is a revelation.it is the closest you can get to a PC which can be pocket carried. you can literally chat with anyone for any amount of time.You get upto date twitter, facebook updates, are always online on Gtalk, yahoo messenger. You get push emails too.This is my first post from a BB. It has made life much more exciting. But make sure you dont reveal it to your boss, Else, you will endup working 24/7. Not exactly the best way to live life?<br />
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Guess all of you should get a BB if you dont have it already. And send me your PIN on my email ID, so that we can chat...i seriously need more chat buddies. I miss my chatting days which feels eons ago....My wife is too busy with her kitty friends...seriously, have a wife is no guarantee to a better life.<br />
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Sorry for all the typos.....typing on a phone can be pain in arse!<br />
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<br />ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-30145197251553807192011-01-24T14:08:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.391+03:00Tamil films are here to stay!<iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BXNQaLJodI0" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"></iframe> <br />
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films show the actual act of a man proposing a woman. Perhaps this is because it
takes a lot from a writer to convince the viewers that a girl could fall for a
guy this easy or perhaps most of the love stories in Hindi films are abject
fantasies. Anyone who has done so in life knows how difficult and life threatening
it is to propose a woman and Hindi films make a complete mockery of this
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I have proposed to two women in my life. The second time I did
it was a lot easier than the first and it was a success. The first time was a really
difficult one. The words couldn’t form in my mind. Whatever words formed couldn’t
be spitted out of the mouth. Nervousness, sweaty palms and forehead, palpitating
heart, heavy breathing.A feeling that the world would come to an end if she
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I was a lot more confident the second time. I felt I could
move on and there would surely be someone else for me. No nervousness, no palpitating
heart. A certain confidence-perhaps my mind said this would surely be a success,
just believe in me. I was experienced; I was a master of romantic one liners
which could even inspire Aditya chopra. I learnt the lesson that failure is a better
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The above scene, though very filmy and clichéd etc, captures
a tad bit of realism. I feel Tamil films are evolving in the right direction
over their Hindi counterpart. Tamil films handle stories in a lot more mature
way and the treatment is very creative. If you really want to watch some good
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If I were to have my way, I would get a lot of plastic
surgery done on me. Seriously, I am sick of looking the way I look, and I have
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I want to get a permanent smile on my fac. My face has this permanent
frown, and I look as if I have taken a permanent vow to sulk. One of my ex
girlfriends even went on to say that I should smile more often and I look much
better that way. I look like this serious man, like you find in the portraits
of seventeenth century Englishmen with wavy, springy wig. The result is that
most people, who don’t know me quite well, think I am arrogant and unapproachable…I
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I would like to have more hair on my head.At this rate, in 3
to 4 years I am sure I would look like Anupam Kher-with only few oases on a
barren desert. The only solution I have right now is to completely shave it off
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My butt- I get groped by my wife and she says I have a large
butt, though she says it looks good and a man should have a bit of butt. But on
a personal level I feel I have a bit too much of butt and would consider being
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With almost all the Indian actors going through a surgeon’s blade
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But the thing to ponder is that some of the actors who
were my favorites earlier, I have come to dislike them for the reason that
their beauty has become plastic. Even if Rakhi Sawant, with all the silicone
under her boobs were to stand naked before me I probably wouldn’t give her a second
glance. Most Bollywood ( I hate that word) actors have more plastic than a plastic mannequin, and
an undressed mannequin with all the right bulges hardly make a desirable woman.</div>ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-41250110401711297032011-01-19T19:53:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.635+03:00my first blog post for 2011--wohooo i am so excited!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span class="z19Dle" id="col-z13avbtpgnjojvl1x23fyxqr1vjvdjj05"><span class="zo">YeY, bloggers- here i come!!.....My soon-to-be-2-year-old-and-feel<wbr></wbr>ing-proud-of-it-already daughter.<br /><br />To
all those who are married, are honeymooning after a tirsome Indian wedding , about to get married soon , already are much too married ( and are thinking of the next logical step-No, not divorce silly)-thinking of having babies and are ready with the mis-en-place, if you are in two minds over what t0 choose-boy or a girl?........I strongly recommend a
daughter...they are the best thing a man can have in his life.....:)</span></span></b></div>ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-88836823432529805082011-01-19T19:02:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:24.455+03:00First post of 2011ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-25104249211056930262010-12-24T15:47:00.000+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.117+03:00Does Sachin deserve Bharat Ratna?<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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How silly do people get when it comes to Cricket in this
country?Sachin is Undoubtedly great as no other Indian has hit more centuries
than him and no one has played more cricket for such a long time, that too with
such consistency.But has he made us proud? </div>
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We felt proud when Kapil Dev lifted the cup in 1983 and Sachin
was not even in the team. Sachin started playing in 1989 ( if I am not wrong) and
India has not won a major tournament until the Twenty-20 world cup, which
Sachin didn’t even play.How has he helped the team and the image of the nation
then?</div>
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What is all this cry about Sachin deserving a Bharat Ratna?
No doubt Sachin deserves the highest Sports Award of any country, but is he truly
deserving of Bharat Ratna? If that is the case I feel Saina Nehwal too deserves
a Bharat Ratna, so does Abhinav Bindra for winning the Only OLYMPICS GOLD for
which we Indians are TRULY PROUD.</div>
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<span> </span>I feel Bharat Ratna should
go to a person who has made a difference to the nation and its people. I feel
it should be regarded as the highest civilian award , and for a nation of over
1.2 billion people this award recipient should be truly special. It should be recognition
of public service of the highest order and in that sense we have many more
people who deserve this award over Sachin. We have great entrepreneurs who have
shaped the way Indians do business. we have parliamentarians, artists, actors,
social workers, who have made us proud and to single out Sachin on the basic of
50 centuries, which in no way defines Indian sports , is a bit far fetched
according to me. </div>ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-29121736450102319412010-12-17T19:00:00.005+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.177+03:00Friends friends everywhere-Random acquaintances....(Photo heading)<br />
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My daughter is close to her 2<sup>nd</sup> birthday. She
is turning more and more human, in a
sense that she now understands and expresses emotions. Though mine was a case
of love-at-first-sight, she is kinda experimenting with love in her own unique ways.She
is slowly discovering that I can be trusted and she can count on me for
support. She now runs to me for comfort when her mother, who has a pepper-hot temper,
scolds her for apparent silly things like stuffing fingers in her mouth, pooping
on the floor and not on the potty, wetting the bed etc. And though I understand
that her mother may be right, I cannot stand without suffering a heart meltdown
when I see her tiny face with lips curled up….</div>
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I have had several love affairs, but this current love
affair with my daughter is completely fresh and unique. I miss her when in office,
when I climb the stairs of my apartment the excitement builds in that I would be seeing
her soon, I hate it when I leave in the morning for office and she cries and
runs to me and holds my trousers. I love to watch her excitement to see me at
night when I return. I love buying cloths, chocolates and toys for her, more
than I buy for myself. I love it and take great pride in the fact that only I (and
not her mother) can put her to sleep at night. She sleeps only when she’s next
to me and I have to hug her, before her mother takes over and I move out to
another bed. On certain nights she wakes-up and cries for me and I move her
to my bed. I love it when she sleeps on my chest and I feel her faint heartbeats. I take secret joy in hearing from her mother that she is a complete papa's girl.</div>
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It hurts when I think that one day she would be on her own
and perhaps move out of our lives, but I keep reminding myself that that’s a
long way down and all I should do now is to enjoy her company and see her grow
from that tiny pulsating dot which the gynecologist showed us on the computer
screen while scanning her newly pregnant mother, to a woman who makes her own
choices in life. But taking a cue from the weekend holidays which has almost passed-<span class="z19Dle" id="col-z13berzgoyqoept5n04chjvquwbhzh5xw0o"><span class="zo">Life and weekend holidays have one thing in common, they pass much too sooner than you realize.</span></span></div>
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<ol>
<li>Photoshop magic</li>
<li>plain joblessness</li>
<li>creativity gone bonkers</li>
<li>All the above</li>
<li>none of the above</li>
</ol>
Please select the right answer.ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-87219148417914743662010-12-12T12:24:00.003+03:002019-05-29T14:05:24.395+03:00"Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago".<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">
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<span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;">I Had
a dream last night- Its somewhere in the future. India is the 2nd
largest economy after China and its become a fully developed
country.Clean, great roads, swanky buildings, internet has become the
largest channel of communication, Tablets a bit larger than iphone4 have
overtaken PC/laptops....and then comes the recession.....Unlike the
current recession which started off as mortgage crisis and real-estate
bubble crash, this recession is due to people taking huge loans to buy
mobile phones, and other gadgets, and then they fail to pay back the
banks. SBI and ICICI has become the Lehman brothers and Goldman Sachs of
the current recession............................</span><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"> </span><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"> </span><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"> </span><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;">To sum up a nightmare,
are we spending too much on gadgets? Are we going the American way of
buying large houses, super luxury cars etc, with borrowed money, money
which is not yet owned?</span><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"> </span><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;">I feel the recession teaches us few things which our fathers believed in and we took for granted.</span><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"><br /></span><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;"></span></span></span></span></div>
<ol>
<li style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Value of compounding. Small drops indeed make Great lakes, if not oceans.</li>
<li style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Invest: I feel Saving without "investing" is just not good-enough. Buy gold or buy assets. Invest in things you understand, Like shares or real-estate.</li>
<li style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Frugality: Value-for-money is indeed important. There is a huge difference between Need and Want.As my father says "buy only what you need and not what you want."</li>
<li style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Believe in Long term-Save for the future, or for the next generation: <span class="body">To quote Warren Buffet-"Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago".</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Budgeting: My dad always says to plan expenditures. Spend in the same manner, when you have surplus or when you are broke. Dont get carried away with extra money.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Credit of any kind is BAD. Be it Loan or Credit card, keep away as much as possible.Never buy grocery or things you use daily using Credit cards. Only Use them if you think you can pay the balance next month.</span><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><div>
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</ol>ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-6564365157770052062010-12-12T11:51:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.940+03:00“Someone’s sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.”<span class="z19Dle zG9tqc" id="col-z12wtbqpjtbrgjfmu23fyxqr1vjvdjj05"><span class="zo"><span class="HgYomf"><span class="QGJaM Ig sDgL9b" style="display: block;">Had
a dream last night- Its somewhere in the future. India is the 2nd
largest economy after China and its become a fully developed
country.Clean, great roads, swanky buildings, internet has become the
largest channel of communication, Tablets a bit larger than iphone4 have
overtaken PC/laptops....and then comes the recession.....Unlike the
current recession which started off as mortgage crisis and realestate
bubble crash, this recession is due to people taking huge loans to buy
mobile phones, and other gadgets, and then they fail to pay back the
banks. SBI and ICICI has become the Lehman brothers and Goldman Sachs of
the current recession............................To sum up a nightmare,
are we spending too much on gadgets? Are we going the American way of
buying large houses, super luxury cars etc, from borrowed money, money
which is not yet owned?</span></span></span></span>ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-37673231094178706062010-12-09T18:35:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.453+03:00Arabs are GREAT ( no offence please)<br />
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Arabs are indeed a bunch of lucky dudes….Not only because
they dig petrol from barren places but also because they can marry as many times
as they want to, provided they stick to number 4 by divorcing the odd one out. I
have often pondered how it would be to live with 4 wives, all of them young, pretty
and HOT, no matter how old you get. Perhaps it’s my testosterone which makes me
think this way, but on a humane level I wonder how a man can leave his wife, just
like that. Is sex so important in life that you spend a fortune on it? ( an
Arab has to shell-out a ton of money as man-dowry).Will my sensitivity allow a
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After few hours I was all regret and sad and apologetic at
my temper, though as they say ‘it takes two to tango’ ( Hindi-taali ek haath se
nahi bajti). I looked at my mobile wallpaper and stared at the lady and a small
girl in her lap, and thought this is the same woman I thought I loved the most.
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times. I am an emotional bloody-fool. I am stuck with one woman and will be for
the rest of my life. I can never leave her, coz I love her, even if I want to.
Even if she tries to divorce me I would beg her not to leave me. I will
climb a water tank, ala Dharmendra in Sholey, and shout suicide warnings and
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See why I admire Arabs? They are the only true ‘Men’ left in
the world and tame enough women to their hearts desire. I wish I was born an
Arab, at least in my next birth, and for that reason I believe in
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back to the past, or reminiscing is fun. Like the case today, i was reading my blog
and stumbled upon this post i had written a very-very long time ago.
Reading soon after you write, you lose the ability to discern your own
writing. But reading it after what it feels like a lifetime, it sure did
bring a smile on my face.
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<br />Many moons ago, a young girl, reticent and nervous, came up to a guy
and said, “I love you”. The guy, or rather a young boy in his early
teen, looked into those eyes that were flooded with affection and love
for him, smiled and continued his nonchalant ways. She failed to see
love for her in his self and left him, albeit with a heavy heart.
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<br />Years later, the boy, now in his thirties remembered her, with
fondness and love. He wished he could see her again, just one more time
and say how much he still loved her. He inhaled in deep sigh, wondering
and marveling over life and its many ironies.
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<br />Doesn’t that sound a bit autobiographical? Yes indeed. That young boy is no one but yours truly.
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<br />I was blog hopping the other day and stumbled upon a blog which
raises the question “what does a girl want”. Well, girls themselves make
them sound as if they are some alien species from some far away galaxy.
Well, most of the time, what a girl wants is what a boy wants. A girl
wants a boy and so is vice versa. Did I over simplify, is it so simple?
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<br />Reading that blog has triggered my pondering process and many scabs
of old hurt have torn themselves open . One such was the case of my
would-have-been-sweetheart, which I started this post with. That girl,
although quite beautiful and good, failed to burrow my heart, all
because I thought she needed me more than I needed her. Why such a
rational? After all, its not every day that you find a girl come up to a
boy and say; she loved him. I found myself flying in the air like hot
air balloon with pride. It was after she left, that the reality sunk in
and I came falling to the ground, un-parachuted. I did all that to get
her back but it was too late. In plain language, I took her for granted.
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<br />I haven’t told you what-and-all she did to express her love for me.
She supported me for everything stupid I said, she would keep turning at
me between the classes and our eyes would lock( we were classmates),
she would wait for me for lunch, call me every day after the school, in
the pretence of homework doubts, buy me gifts with her meager pocket
money and so on and so forth. Shameless me never bothered to return a
gift, not even once.
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<br />Then, some years later, I started working. It was then that Deepali
came to my life, like quite clichéd saying-like a whiff of wild roses. I
found her irresistible. I would do everything for her. I dreamt, ate,
slept and many more such things of her and finally, after about half a
year being good friends, managed enough courage to propose her. There
comes my biggest disappointment! Instead of accepting, which my
overconfident self convinced me all along, she rejected me straightaway.
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<br />Well, not straightaway, but tactfully. She said, to quote in her own
language- “Well, humm, you know, I mean, you are good and all, but,
humm, I am not ready, you know, I can’t commit, may be, I don’t know,
shall see, I don’t know, later tell you. “ And the later never came. I
was frustrated, heartbroken, hurt, and many more such things, all in
one. She made me take her to expensive restaurants, movies, coffee shops
and least to say, made me poorer by several thousand hard earned
rupees. My financial analytical mind tells me, if I would have invested
that much in shares I would have reaped rich dividends by now. But as
they say, love is blind, so was i.
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<br />And again, much later when I finally met my wife, I realized what I
thought as love was plain infatuation. This is what love was; the one I
had for my wife.
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<br />Now, surprisingly, when I look back at those reminiscences, I find
all that as a big joke, a rather pleasant joke. I am glad I went through
all that in life. What else do you call life-but mere reminiscences,
and loads and loads of them? Some pleasant ones, something which you
want to share to the world and yet some, which are best kept, locked
inside some furtive corner of your mind.
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<br />To sum up: Its not all too important whom you love, the people who
love you are much more important. There are lessons to be learned at
every nook and corner, but never wait for life to teach you lessons the
tough way.</span></span></span></span></div>ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-76623434695653727342010-11-26T15:39:00.004+03:002019-05-29T14:05:24.213+03:00Keira Knightley<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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And for several magazines, she is the sexiest woman ALIVE..................Duh!ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-49910858272387795872010-10-31T15:46:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:23.757+03:00My New Watch-Rolex Tudor Oysterdate Prince chronograph<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Impressed? I have been dreaming of owning one since loooong.......ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-75022205921287306172010-10-09T22:30:00.001+03:002019-05-29T14:05:24.152+03:00wow-Google translator is really a funny manमैं धोनी के लिए खुश हूँ. उसकी पत्नी इतनी सुंदर है, इसलिए घरेलू, तो अच्छी लग रही है और इसलिए ... ... .... और मैं ज्यादा बहुत खुश है कि वह है अंत में खुद को एक से अधिक कारणों के लिए शादी कर रहा हूँ. मेरी पत्नी शुरू में संदेश के लिए ले लिया है जैसे कई-बहुत जन्मों के अंत में उसके प्रेमी गूंगा करने का निर्णय लिया था उसे होशियार किसी के लिए. कम से कम कहने, वह दिल बुरी तरह टूट गया था. वह खाना बनाना और नहीं भी अपनी बेटियों को आश्चर्यजनक रूप से भारी pampers बदलने से इनकार कर दिया था और मैं के लिए मेरे द्वारा पकाया Kitchidi पर जीवित था.
मुझे आश्चर्य तो क्या धोनी के बारे में खास है कि मेरी पत्नी की तरह शादी की महिलाओं को अपने sexier और बेहतर पति की तलाश भूलना (कोई गंभीरता से, मैं आईने में एक अपने आप में अच्छा कर इस घटना के बाद लग रहे थे और खुद Hotter धोनी से मिल गया और कई कारणों के लिए ऐसा ही लगता है ). और के रूप में व्यवहार करते हैं अगर वे बस उनके 14 वें जन्मदिन का केक काटा था. कोई आश्चर्य नहीं कि महिलाओं को अभी भी एक पहेली अल्बर्ट आइंस्टीन की राशि नहीं कर रहे हैं! और ई = MC2 इस मुद्दे का समाधान होगा! अचानक जब मैं धोनी की फोटो के ऊपर, मुझे लगता है, जैसे कि, मैं अपनी पत्नी के पूर्व प्रेमी में देख रहा हूँ देखो. ज्यादातर महिलाओं को यह अपने पति को नहीं पहेली, इसमें कोई शक नहीं कर सकते हैं!
और अंत में मंदी देश मैं रहते हैं और कारोबार majorly नीचे हैं पर लगा है. मैं गंभीरता से पता है कि जब मेरी विकेट गिर जाएगा नहीं है, लेकिन यह निश्चित रूप से होगा. और कहा कि एक कारण हो सकता है मुझे वापस भारत आने के लिए और अपने दम पर कुछ करना के लिए होगा. एक रेस्तरां या शायद एक डीलरशिप फ्रेंचाइजी /.<br />
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And the above is a translation on the below.....which is an excerpt from one of my earlier posts, which could be read<a href="http://zillionbig.blogspot.com/2010/07/dhoni-his-marriage-and-recession-how.html"> here</a> ....:)))<br />
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I am happy for Dhoni. His wife is so pretty, so homely, so good looking and so………. And I am much-much happier that he has finally got himself married for more reasons than one. My wife initially took to the message as if her boyfriend of many-many births had finally decided to dumb her for someone smarter. To say the least, she was severely heart broken. She didn’t cook and even refused to change my daughters surprisingly heavy pampers and I had to survive on Kitchidi cooked by me.
I wonder what’s so special about Dhoni that married women like my wife forget their sexier and better looking husbands ( no seriously, I had a good look at myself in the mirror after this incidence and found myself Hotter than Dhoni and have many reasons to think so.) and behave as if they had just cut their 14th birthday cake. No Wonder women still are an enigma!No amount of Albert Einstein and E=MC2 will solve this issue! Suddenly when I look at the above Photo of Dhoni, I feel, as if, I am looking at my wife’s ex-boyfriend. Most women can do this to their husbands!Enigma, No doubt!
And finally the recession has hit the country I live and the businesses are majorly down. I seriously don’t know when my wicket would fall, but it surely would. And that would be a reason for me to come back to India and do something on my own. A restaurant perhaps or a dealership/Franchisee.ZBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447730465256670305noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2559344407876332504.post-14075222918163651692010-07-28T20:18:00.000+03:002019-05-29T14:05:22.478+03:00**Reflections on India by Sean Paul Kelley**<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CVertu%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CVertu%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"></link><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CVertu%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"></link><style>
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I read the below article on the blog of my friend <a href="http://wiseruminations.blogspot.com/"><u>The unsure ascetic </u></a> and it speaks for itself, without me adding a
prelude. I feel it explains the sorry state of our country, the dirt, the
pollution, the crowd, and most importantly ‘the mindset’. It seems we have been
exposed to so much of negativity around us that we have started to believe that
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<b><i>Sean Paul Kelley is a travel writer, former radio host, and before that
an asset manager for a Wall Street investment bank that is still (barely)
alive. He recently left a fantastic job in Singapore working for Solar Winds, a
software company based out of Austin to travel around the world for a year (or
two). He founded the Agonist which is still considered the top international
affairs, culture and news destination for progressives. He is also the Global
Correspondent for The Young Turks, on satellite radio and Air America.<o:p></o:p></i></b></div>
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If you are Indian, or of Indian descent, I must preface this
post with a clear warning: you are not going to like what I have to say. My
criticisms may be very hard to stomach. But consider them as the hard words and
loving advice of a good friend. Someone who’s being honest with you and wants
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<i><b>These criticisms apply
to all of India except Kerala and the places I didn’t visit, except that I have
a feeling it applies to all of India, except as I mentioned before, Kerala</b><o:p></o:p></i>. Lastly, before anyone
accuses me of Western Cultural Imperialism, let me say this: if this is what
India and Indians want, then hey, who am I to tell them differently. Take what
you like and leave the rest. In the end it doesn’t really matter, as I get the
sense that Indians, at least many upper class Indians, don’t seem to care and
the lower classes just don’t know any better, what with Indian culture being so
intense and pervasive on the sub-continent. But here goes, nonetheless.<o:p></o:p></div>
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India is a mess. It’s
that simple, but it’s also quite complicated. I’ll start with what I think are
India’s four major problems–the four most preventing India from becoming a
developing nation–and then move to some of the ancillary ones.<o:p></o:p></div>
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First, pollution. In my opinion the filth, squalor and all
around pollution indicates a marked lack of respect for India by Indians. I
don’t know how cultural the filth is, but it’s really beyond anything I have
ever encountered. At times the smells, trash,
refuse and excrement are like a garbage dump.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Right next door to the Taj Mahal was a pile of trash that
smelled so bad, was so foul as to almost ruin the entire Taj experience. Delhi,
Bangalore and Chennai to a lesser degree were so very polluted as to make me
physically ill. Sinus infections, ear infection, bowels churning was an all to
common experience in India. Dung, be it goat, cow or human fecal matter was
common on the streets. In major tourist areas filth was everywhere, littering
the sidewalks, the roadways, you name it. Toilets in the middle of the road,
men urinating and defecating anywhere, in broad daylight.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Whole villages are plastic bag wastelands. Roadsides are
choked by it. Air quality that can hardly be called quality. Far too much coal
and far to few unleaded vehicles on the road. The measure should be how
dangerous the air is for one’s health, not how good it is. People casually
throw trash in the streets, on the roads. I don’t know why this is. But I can
assure you that at some point this pollution will cut into India’s productivity,
if it already hasn’t. The pollution will hobble India’s growth path, if that
indeed is what the country wants. (Which I personally doubt, as India is far
too conservative a country, in the small ‘c’ sense.)<o:p></o:p></div>
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The second issue, infrastructure, can be divided into four
subcategories: roads, rails and ports and the electrical grid. The electrical
grid is a joke. Load shedding is all too common, everywhere in India. Wide
swaths of the country spend much of the day without the electricity they
actually pay for. Without regular electricity, productivity, again, falls.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The ports are a joke. Antiquated, out of date, hardly even
appropriate for the mechanized world of container ports, more in line with the
days of longshoremen and the like. Roads are an equal disaster. I only saw one
elevated highway that would be considered decent in Thailand, much less Western
Europe or America. And I covered fully two thirds of the country during my
visit.<o:p></o:p></div>
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There are so few dual carriage way roads as to be laughable.
There are no traffic laws to speak of, and if there are, they are rarely
obeyed, much less enforced. A drive that should take an hour takes three. A
drive that should take three takes nine. The buses are at least thirty years
old, if not older.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Everyone in India, or who travels in India raves about the
railway system. Rubbish. It’s awful. Now, when I was there in 2003 and then
late 2004 it was decent. But in the last five years the traffic on the rails
has grown so quickly that once again, it is threatening productivity. Waiting
in line just to ask a question now takes thirty minutes. Routes are routinely
sold out three and four days in advance now, leaving travelers stranded with
little option except to take the decrepit and dangerous buses.<o:p></o:p></div>
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At least fifty million people use the trains a day in India.
50 million people! Not surprising that waitlists of 500 or more people are
common now.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The rails are affordable and comprehensive but they are
overcrowded and what with budget airlines popping up in India like Sadhus in an
ashram the middle and lowers classes are left to deal with the over utilized
rails and quality suffers. No one seems to give a shit.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Seriously, I just never have the impression that the Indian
government really cares. Too interested in buying weapons from Russia, Israel
and the US I guess.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The last major problem in India is an old problem and can be
divided into two parts that’ve been two sides of the same coin since government
was invented: bureaucracy and corruption.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It take triplicates to register into a hotel. To get a SIM
card for one’s phone is like wading into a jungle of red-tape and photocopies
one is not likely to emerge from in a good mood, much less satisfied with
customer service.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Getting train tickets is a terrible ordeal, first you have
to find the train number, which takes 30 minutes, then you have to fill in the
form, which is far from easy, then you have to wait in line to try and make a
reservation, which takes 30 minutes at least and if you made a single mistake
on the form back you go to the end of the queue, or what passes for a queue in
India.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The government is notoriously uninterested in the problems
of the commoners, too busy fleecing the rich, or trying to get rich themselves
in some way shape or form. Take the trash for example, civil rubbish collection
authorities are too busy taking kickbacks from the wealthy to keep their areas
clean that they don’t have the time, manpower, money or interest in doing their
job.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Rural hospitals are perennially understaffed as doctors
pocket the fees the government pays them, never show up at the rural hospitals
and practice in the cities instead.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I could go on for quite some time about my perception of
India and its problems, but in all seriousness, I don’t think anyone in India
really cares. And that, to me, is the biggest problem. India is too
conservative a society to want to change in any way.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>Mumbai, India’s financial capital is about as filthy,
polluted and poor as the worst city imaginable in Vietnam, or Indonesia–and
being more polluted than Medan, in Sumatra is no easy task. </b>The biggest rats I
have ever seen were in Medan!<o:p></o:p></div>
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One would expect a certain amount of, yes, I am going to use
this word, backwardness, in a country that hasn’t produced so many Nobel
Laureates, nuclear physicists, imminent economists and entrepreneurs. But India
has all these things and what have they brought back to India with them?
Nothing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The rich still have their servants, the lower castes are
still there to do the dirty work and so the country remains in status. It’s a
shame. Indians and India have many wonderful things to offer the world, but I’m
far from sanguine that India will amount to much in my lifetime.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Now, have at it, call me a cultural imperialist, a spoiled
child of the West and all that. But
remember, I’ve been there. I’ve done it. And I’ve seen 50 other countries on
this planet and none, not even Ethiopia, have as long and gargantuan a laundry
list of problems as India does.<o:p></o:p></div>
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bottom line is, I don’t think India really cares. Too complacent and too
conservative.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I am an Indian and I love my country to a point that I turn
a critic most of the time when I have to talk about it. And my criticism is
taken as antinational and self-righteous. We like to hear about us that we are
a growing superpower, and an economic powerhouse, but we hate to hear that we
are culturally messed, corrupt and hypocrites.We don’t take a criticism
constructively. We are self centered and are least bothered of our environment.
<b>Though India is blessed with great amount of Natural bounties, we Indians have fucked it to a point that its one of the dirtiest countries in the world.</b>What we care is to mend our own space. Perhaps, centuries of oppression, superstitions
related to religion and culture, poverty etc has made us this, or the plague of
over-population, but many great nations of today have had equal share of troubles
in the past. Japan, Germany, Israel etc are classic examples. </div>
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Being a critic actually helps to know yourself, your country
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1.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span>Our love for the male child. I know of families who
have had five children in an effort to produce a male. We provide the best to
him, and starve and ill treat her. We have a tradition where a girl departs the
family of her birth, after her marriage and she is no more considered part of
the family. Thus, noone to care for, when the parents of the girl are old and
in need. Its justifiable, isnt it? Why do we have a tradition of calling a girl
PARAYA after her BIDHAI? Why do we call a man-GHAR JAMAI- If he wants to stay at the girls house
after marriage? </div>
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2.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span>We believe that paying bribes in government offices are
a norm aand the only way of getting things done; otherwise they would be taken
to task and would be moved around. We cheer when we see movies like Lage Raho
Munnabhai, where an old man strips when confronted with a corrupt BABU, but we
consider such acts a fantasy or fiction.</div>
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3.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span> We have very few
entrepreneurs per million people, compared to most well off nations. We believe
in getting educated, and then in finding jobs. Entrepreneurs have shaped
countries like America or Europe. They may be greedy and capitalistic, but they
create jobs, and in turn pay back the society. This may be seeing a change in India and we
may be creating Entrepreneurs these days. </div>
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</span>We are a lot funny people- We feel wearing a lot of
Gold ornaments and shiny, flashy cloths helps the world believe of our class. We have no faith in minimalism. We believe
that over feeding leads to good health. We feel that a human should work till
the old age and only retire because he is unable to perform anymore. <b>We believe
it’s abnormal and bigheadedness to question the status quo. </b></div>
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</span>We believe, per se, in Paisa Vasool. We would travel
that extra meter on a Rickshaw for the worth of every Paisa.. Or we would
include the entire family and stuff them inside a Tata Sumo, instead of the
intended 4-5 passenger. We crowd the Airports, Railway stations etc, by accompanying
a relative on his journey. </div>
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</span>We believe that a Brahman is born different to a
Kshatriya or a Shudra. We( in Kerala/Tamilnadu) believe that a Brahman has more
brain power and can excel in places like Bank, finance, Maths etc. A Baniya is
a born businessman and it runs in his blood.</div>
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funny people. Think about it, removed from the Idealistic, Jingoistic and pseudo
patriotic outlook, and you would agree to it. </div>
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I am an Indian and I love my country to a point that I turn
a critic most of the time when I have to talk about it. And my criticism is
taken as antinational and self-righteous. We like to hear about us that we are
a growing superpower, and an economic powerhouse, but we hate to hear that we
are culturally messed, corrupt and hypocrites.We don’t take a criticism
constructively. We are self centered and are least bothered of our environment.
What we care is to mend our own space. Perhaps, centuries of oppression, superstitions
related to religion and culture, poverty etc has made us this, or the plague of
over-population, but many great nations of today have had equal share of troubles
in the past. Japan, Germany, Israel etc are classic examples. </div>
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Being a critic actually helps to know yourself, your country
and the society better. </div>
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1.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span>Our love for the male child. I know of families who
have had five children in an effort to produce a male. We provide the best to
him, and starve and ill treat her. We have a tradition where a girl departs the
family of her birth, after her marriage and she is no more considered part of
the family. Thus, noone to care for, when the parents of the girl are old and
in need. Its justifiable, isnt it? Why do we have a tradition of calling a girl
PARAYA after her BIDHAI? Why do we call a man-GHAR JAMAI- If he wants to stay at the girls house
after marriage? </div>
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2.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span>We believe that paying bribes in government offices are
a norm aand the only way of getting things done; otherwise they would be taken
to task and would be moved around. We cheer when we see movies like Lage Raho
Munnabhai, where an old man strips when confronted with a corrupt BABU, but we
consider such acts a fantasy or fiction.</div>
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3.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span> We have very few
entrepreneurs per million people, compared to most well off nations. We believe
in getting educated, and then in finding jobs. Entrepreneurs have shaped
countries like America or Europe. They may be greedy and capitalistic, but they
create jobs, and in turn pay back the society. This may be seeing a change in India and we
may be creating Entrepreneurs these days. </div>
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4.<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span>We are a lot funny people- We feel wearing a lot of
Gold ornaments and shiny, flashy cloths helps the world believe of our class. We have no faith in minimalism. We believe
that over feeding leads to good health. We feel that a human should work till
the old age and only retire because he is unable to perform anymore. We believe
it’s abnormal and bigheaded to question the status quo. </div>
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</span>We believe, per se, in Paisa Vasool. We would travel
that extra meter on a Rickshaw for the worth of every Paisa.. Or we would
include the entire family and stuff them inside a Tata Sumo, instead of the
intended 4-5 passenger. We crowd the Airports, Railway stations etc, by accompanying
a relative on his journey. </div>
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</span>We believe that a Brahman is born different to a
Kshatriya or a Shudra. We( in Kerala/Tamilnadu) believe that a Brahman has more
brain power and can excel in places like Bank, finance, Maths etc. A Baniya is
a born businessman and it runs in his blood.</div>
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I cant think of more, but we Indians really are a bunch of
funny people. Think about it, removed from the Idealistic, Jingoistic and pseudo
patriotic outlook, and you would agree to it. </div>
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My
Wife and daughter. They are priceless and I can do away my life for them. I do
fight with my wife but it takes only ten minutes to make up( counted it with a
stop watch), though she takes a day of sulking. When she sulks she will pretend
as if I don’t exist in the world and she would pass me as if I was as
transparent as thin air. And when she does something stupid and knows it, she
would come to me and rub her chin on my chest and pretend as if she is tinier
than our one-and-half year old. When I whine about my family, she would listen
to me as if watching the latest blockbuster on HBO, but when I say something
about her family, she would charge at me like those lions on Animal planet.When
I cook something and it turns out well, she would turn her face as if she had
been forced to eat it at gun point. And when she cooks and I don’t praise her,
she would nag how I never have a taste for good food.</div>
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Surprisingly,
being notoriously short tempered I have never lost temper on my daughter.
The other day she cut her chin and I could literally feel the pain in my
body. She ran to me and I lifted her in my arms. She hugged and started to cry with her sign language, as if explaining how much it hurts. I couldnt stop my eyes getting moist.<br />
<br />
I never get enough of seeing her play, holding her after her bath
while my wife dries her, caressing her hair while she is sleeping, placing
small pieces of roti in her mouth while having my dinner after a hard days
work-she seated on my lap, changing her nappies in the morning after she awakes
and making her sleep with my horrendously unmusical nursery rhymes…..She has
started to show her fondness by kissing in return and I wait all day, to return
home for that good night kiss from her. Like the Mastercard ad.-There are some
things money can buy…blah,blah,blah……but that kiss from my daughter, PRICELESS
(she will kiss only if she means it) </div>
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My
Wife and daughter. They are priceless and I can do away my life for them. I do
fight with my wife but it takes only ten minutes to make up( counted it with a
stop watch), though she takes a day of sulking. When she sulks she will pretend
as if I don’t exist in the world and she would pass me as if I was as
transparent as thin air. And when she does something stupid and knows it, she
would come to me and rub her chin on my chest and pretend as if she is tinier
than our one-and-half year old. When I whine about my family, she would listen
to me as if watching the latest blockbuster on HBO, but when I say something
about her family, she would charge at me like those lions on Animal planet.When
I cook something and it turns out well, she would turn her face as if she had
been forced to eat it at gun point. And when she cooks and I don’t praise her,
she would nag how I never have a taste for good food.</div>
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Surprisingly,
being notoriously short tempered I have never lost temper on my daughter.
The other day she cut her chin and I could literally feel the pain in my
body. I never get enough of seeing her play, holding her after her bath
while my wife dries her, caressing her hair while she is sleeping, placing
small pieces of roti in her mouth while having my dinner after a hard days
work-she seated on my lap, changing her nappies in the morning after she awakes
and making her sleep with my horrendously unmusical nursery rhymes…..She has
started to show her fondness by kissing in return and I wait all day, to return
home for that good night kiss from her. Like the Mastercard ad.-There are some
things money can buy…blah,blah,blah……but that kiss from my daughter, PRICELESS
(she will kiss only if she means it) </div>
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I love biriyani.We all do. After all we are Indians and
India without biriyani is Dutch land without tulips. But it’s really sad that we
don’t get the kind of biriyani that our hearts desire. The best biriyani that I
have ever tasted was during a Muslim wedding in our neighborhood in Kerala. Dripping
with fat, the pieces of chicken so soft that it melted like ice-cream in my
mouth. And ever since I have this Biriyani dream which has never been fully satisfied.
I have had biriyani from various sources, at five star hotels, specialty restaurants,
Dhabas, and now in this country I live the word biriyani brings horror to my taste
buds. They serve you some sort of mild pulav in the name of Hyderabad biriyani
and the only resemblance is the name.</div>
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So, last Saturday, my wife and I experimented with making
that perfect biriyani after several YouTube searches, modifications etc , and
came out with not so bad result. Though not as good as the mentioned earlier,
but being home cooked and hygienic, the experience was equally satisfying. </div>
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After the experience we tried again and it was equally good,
but this time we realized that it was so easy to make and much less time
consuming.</div>
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The below mentioned is the recipe, though it may not be the
most authentic Hydrabadi biriyani( its also called Kachi biriyani, since the
meat is raw and cooked along with rice) you would taste, but what the heck! If
you can master a biriyani which is easy, tastes fantastic and takes less time, it’s
as good as the original. Convenience is the mother of all inventions.</div>
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There are just four steps to follow.(See, I told you its so
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</span>Fry sliced onion until they are golden brown. Spread them
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</span>Marinade chicken pieces( always with bone) with yogurt,
salt, ginger/garlic paste, red chilli powder, turmeric powder, garam masala powder,
Shahi Jeera, Souf, Chopped mint leaves, chopped coriander leaves, chopped green
chilli, Whole garam masala(Cinnamon, cardamom, cloves, maze of nutmeg).</div>
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</span>Soak basmati rice for half hour, Boil water and cook
them till half done, with some oil and salt to taste. <b><u>Never
cook them fully. </u></b>Drain the water.</div>
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</span>Take a large pressure cooker. Drop some Ghee. Put the
whole marinated chicken and flatten them with a spoon. On top of the chicken
add chopped mint/coriander leaves. Add the whole friend onions which were fried
earlier. Add rice on top and flatten to even the layer. Pour some ghee on top.Put
the lid and the weight and cook, initially on high flame for 5 minutes,
followed by 25 minutes of slow flame, directly on the flame. Open the cooker only
at the time of serving.</div>
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And ta-daa biriyani ready!Serve it with raita.</div>
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