<?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-15165216</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:31:22.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramble-rouser</title><subtitle type='html'>Stuff... Random Stuff...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-1153538033831766671</id><published>2009-07-13T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:43:44.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain-Check</title><summary type='text'>The way it was over Mumbai, last night.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/1153538033831766671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=1153538033831766671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/1153538033831766671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/1153538033831766671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2009/07/rain-check.html' title='Rain-Check'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G33NYY6rCkQ/SlvwRfuRTbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DiXY610r5-g/s72-c/sector-wv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-116100396868062247</id><published>2006-10-16T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T06:12:03.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Many moods of versova beach</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/116100396868062247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=116100396868062247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/116100396868062247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/116100396868062247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/10/many-moods-of-versova-beach.html' title='Many moods of versova beach'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-116097679623836043</id><published>2006-10-15T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:34:03.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Foot Fwd</title><summary type='text'>My first Woodlands, on a rain-soaked railway platform</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/116097679623836043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=116097679623836043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/116097679623836043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/116097679623836043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/10/best-foot-fwd.html' title='Best Foot Fwd'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-116020676880030197</id><published>2006-10-06T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T00:39:28.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral Job</title><summary type='text'>I went to the dentist. For perhaps the third time in my life. This time, the problem is bad, he said. Cavities.Now, I have heard a lot about people who are shit scared of the dentist. Heck, Nat Geo even had a film on them. Prefer death to dentist, they said. Quite silly, I thought. But then, there are people who are scared of sparrows. All kinds.After my previous visit, which was largely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/116020676880030197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=116020676880030197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/116020676880030197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/116020676880030197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/10/oral-job.html' title='Oral Job'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-115678863966110662</id><published>2006-08-28T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T11:14:50.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapped... by the way</title><summary type='text'>Here are some snaps I clicked on my way to Pune. It was raining in the hills and the sun came out just in time to make some nice photographs. Do consider that my humble phone-cam is fairly low-res.  None of these pics have been air-brushed.(Click to enlarge. Trust me, it's worth the effort)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/115678863966110662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=115678863966110662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115678863966110662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115678863966110662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/08/snapped-by-way.html' title='Snapped... by the way'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-115496098664962865</id><published>2006-08-07T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T07:29:46.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartheid on the Borivali slow</title><summary type='text'>As the train pulled out of Mahim station on a crowded Friday evening, a dark, lanky bloke jumped into the First Class compartment. His last-minute entry wasn’t welcomed by the already-harried sardines. A gentleman, who had wiggled out of a foul-mouthed altercation a minute back, blocked the young man’s access. As yet another argument erupted, someone who didn’t appreciate the young man’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/115496098664962865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=115496098664962865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115496098664962865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115496098664962865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/08/apartheid-on-borivali-slow.html' title='Apartheid on the Borivali slow'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-115495275340225651</id><published>2006-08-07T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T05:12:33.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsoon Update</title><summary type='text'>I so liked the previous post, I thought I should follow it up with an update.This is what it looked like at 10:00 am on Monday, Aug 7 '06. You might wanna compare the two... the situation isn't too optimistic for those who are fed-up of the rain.(click to enlarge)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/115495275340225651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=115495275340225651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115495275340225651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115495275340225651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/08/monsoon-update.html' title='Monsoon Update'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-115488758491739264</id><published>2006-08-06T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T11:06:24.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A view from top</title><summary type='text'>While it rained and rained and rained all through Saturday and Sunday, this is what it looked like from upstairs...Notice that massive blur over the west coast... that's where all those raindrops are coming from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/115488758491739264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=115488758491739264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115488758491739264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115488758491739264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/08/view-from-top.html' title='A view from top'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-115488131907214115</id><published>2006-08-06T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T09:22:01.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tale of two Sundays</title><summary type='text'>Haven't put up anything for a looooong time. Let's try and make up for that with a few pictures, clicked during the rains in the early part of July and August.Pix 1,2 and 3 - Sunday, July 3 - Andheri West, from Andheri Sports Complex to NavrangPix 4,5 and 6 - Sunday, August 6 - From Matunga to Elphinstone Rd     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/115488131907214115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=115488131907214115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115488131907214115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/115488131907214115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/08/tale-of-two-sundays.html' title='A tale of two Sundays'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-114780720551680412</id><published>2006-05-16T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T12:20:05.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, I tell you...</title><summary type='text'>Just one of those days when you feel you're in a free-fall. Don't care if you live, doesn't matter if you die. Just one of those days....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/114780720551680412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=114780720551680412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/114780720551680412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/114780720551680412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-i-tell-you.html' title='Life, I tell you...'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-114607049161004751</id><published>2006-04-26T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T09:32:12.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever been stalked?</title><summary type='text'>Maybe it's got something to do with me being a male. Men are usually not blessed with the instinct to ward off stalkers. Women, we can safely assume, are pre-programmed to deal with the nagging, persistent variety.This handicap was almost exploited by this girl called Simran (sounds filmy, but heck... that's her name). When she called the first time, I didn't think it would be too much trouble. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/114607049161004751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=114607049161004751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/114607049161004751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/114607049161004751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/04/ever-been-stalked.html' title='Ever been stalked?'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-114326761779448802</id><published>2006-03-24T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T12:15:06.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what should I get her?</title><summary type='text'>Disclaimer: This post is being passed off as a work of fiction. Resemblance to any person is purely my bad luck.Ok. So it's her birthday. And predictably, I am happy. It's a lovely occasion, a pleasant one. But I am also considerably stressed.Reason? It's her birthday. And I have to present her a gift. Now, with the amount of stuff available in the market today, it shouldn't be such a big deal. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/114326761779448802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=114326761779448802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/114326761779448802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/114326761779448802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-what-should-i-get-her.html' title='So what should I get her?'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-114085727256633342</id><published>2006-02-25T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T00:47:53.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes...</title><summary type='text'>For a few reasons, which I'd rather not reveal, I'm reviving this blog.Let me try and define the nature of this blog (by quoting Jerry Maguire) "...I believe I have something to say. Or rather, I have something to say that I believe in." So here goes...When you're studying in a professional institute, you will be at all times, coached into acting professionally. They want to churn out thorough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/114085727256633342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=114085727256633342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/114085727256633342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/114085727256633342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2006/02/here-goes.html' title='Here goes...'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-113000626989016724</id><published>2005-10-22T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:37:49.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And that's how it ends....</title><summary type='text'>I am contemplating on closing this blog.Reasons ?1. It was started so I could keeo myself from getting rusty. Now, that won't be too much of a problem.2. I thought I would end up writing well. Sorry. I am disappointed myself.3. I thought people would like to read my stuff. Well, I have no evidence to say that people do wnna read this stuff.4. Like reading interesting stuff ? Well, there are much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/113000626989016724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=113000626989016724&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/113000626989016724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/113000626989016724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-thats-how-it-ends.html' title='And that&apos;s how it ends....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112877846621509395</id><published>2005-10-08T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T06:38:01.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerry Maguire again..</title><summary type='text'>I produce yet another excerpt from Jerry Maguire's Mission Statement.  "...That happens when we don't listen to the loud sound of the quiet voice inside. Life, I believe, is not a country club where we forget the difficulties and anxieties. Life is the duty of confronting all of that within ourselves. I am the most successful male in my family, but I am hardly the happiest. My brother works for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112877846621509395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112877846621509395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112877846621509395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112877846621509395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/10/jerry-maguire-again.html' title='Jerry Maguire again..'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112858596488112804</id><published>2005-10-06T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T06:03:56.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Erotic ? Dreamy Affair ? Passionate ? What is your relationship likely to be ?</title><summary type='text'> ( As always, Click 2 Enlarge )Now I have a problem with that chart. If I go by it, me as a Gemini would never have a "very erotic" relationship like a Taurean can. Or for that matter, I would never have a "Wonderfully Romantic" relationship like an Arian chap. Similarly, "Lots of passion", "Terrific", "Fiery", "Very sensual", "Adventurous" are the terms that would never be used for my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112858596488112804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112858596488112804&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112858596488112804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112858596488112804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/10/very-erotic-dreamy-affair-passionate.html' title='Very Erotic ? Dreamy Affair ? Passionate ? What is your relationship likely to be ?'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112851461547523763</id><published>2005-10-05T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T05:16:55.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Rid of Your Girl NOW, Ask me HOW</title><summary type='text'>Trying to get rid of your girl ? Here are some tips.....1. If u happen to meet her after 2 or 3 months, throw your hands in the air and shout "Heey, you don't look as fat as you did earlier. "2. Just as you break the kiss, rush to the loo and throw up.3. Ask her if her sis is as hot as her.4. Ask her if she plans to wax sometime in the future5. Pick your nose...6. Offer to pick her nose7. Ask her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112851461547523763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112851461547523763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112851461547523763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112851461547523763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/10/get-rid-of-your-girl-now-ask-me-how.html' title='Get Rid of Your Girl NOW, Ask me HOW'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112832152128271195</id><published>2005-10-02T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:43:19.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Darling ! Yeh Hai India</title><summary type='text'>I remember a report carried by Star News a few months back. They had sent a team across the cow-belt, asking the MPs and the MLAs to sing the national anthem for the camera.Initial amusment quickly turned into embarassment as one after the other, our "leaders" screwed the anthem. Most jumbled the lines, many others gave up the effort half way through, citing amnesia.  One "leader" repeatedly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112832152128271195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112832152128271195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112832152128271195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112832152128271195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-darling-yeh-hai-india.html' title='Oh Darling ! Yeh Hai India'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112815521654134028</id><published>2005-10-01T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T01:26:56.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calvin</title><summary type='text'>If there's one person you can never argue with, it is Calvin....              ( Click to Enlarge. Trust me, it's worth it )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112815521654134028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112815521654134028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112815521654134028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112815521654134028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/10/calvin.html' title='Calvin'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112810151809800766</id><published>2005-09-30T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T10:32:51.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The (W)hole Truth</title><summary type='text'>The (w)hole city is up in arms against the BMC over the state of the roads. But pot-holes are a source of great adventure, as I just experienced. The tension that builds up as u pray that your rickshaw doesn’t topple over, is incomparable. I can bet my life that even an army of finely trained workers cannot dig such fine trenches all over the city in such record time. As I marvel at the sight of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112810151809800766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112810151809800766&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112810151809800766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112810151809800766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/whole-truth.html' title='The (W)hole Truth'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112775196684158668</id><published>2005-09-26T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T22:49:51.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhh..Koi Hai</title><summary type='text'>I wonder how it is, being a celebrity. If you keep the glamorous aside, it could be quite annoying. Especially in a country like India, where we treat our celebrities like Gods. Privacy is the first casualty of fame. Movie outings are carefully planned; not by you but by your security team. A stroll on the beach is out of question, unless we are talking of your very own, private beach at Alibaug </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112775196684158668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112775196684158668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112775196684158668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112775196684158668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/shhhkoi-hai.html' title='Shhh..Koi Hai'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112731395874671568</id><published>2005-09-21T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T07:51:33.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Breaking News' Syndrome....</title><summary type='text'>Competition does funny things. In case of news channels, it is making them look funny.For news channels, the key consideration isn't just eyeballs ( the number of ppl who tune in ) or 'sticky eyeballs' ( the number of ppl who tune in AGAIN, the repeating viewers ). The new mantra seems to be 'popping eyeballs' - the number of viewers you can grab by way of 'shocking news'.  It's a different story</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112731395874671568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112731395874671568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112731395874671568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112731395874671568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/breaking-news-syndrome.html' title='The &apos;Breaking News&apos; Syndrome....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112711508464587855</id><published>2005-09-19T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T00:31:24.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gang-Bully</title><summary type='text'>These are good times for Sports Journalists... this is their chance to make a name... one big scoop, one big byte, one big quote and they can get their share of the limelight. And to think, it doesnt seem to be tht difficult, getting a quote. Coz almost anyone who has had anythng to do with Indian cricket is putting his worthy words in.Not that i have a problem with that. If anything, i am happy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112711508464587855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112711508464587855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112711508464587855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112711508464587855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/gang-bully.html' title='Gang-Bully'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112693565984149234</id><published>2005-09-16T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:40:59.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrow Ganguly</title><summary type='text'>Sourav Ganguly is no stranger to controversy. And to be fair to the media-mandarins, he has deserved every bit of it ; be it his lack of form over the past years or his lack of gut before the Nagpur tie against the Aussies.And now the Dada of Indian Cricket is at it again. This time, he has not only put his foot in the mouth, but actually shoved it half-way down the throat. As just another fan of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112693565984149234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112693565984149234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112693565984149234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112693565984149234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorrow-ganguly.html' title='Sorrow Ganguly'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112684787193265312</id><published>2005-09-15T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T22:23:36.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knot Acceptable ?</title><summary type='text'>If u haven't heard it already.....19-yr old girl in love in with a 19 yr old boy. Both wnna get married. Parents object...Also, the guy is 19, which is 2 yrs below the reqd age for marriage.Solution ? She gets married to her lover's elder bro. That way, our lady gets to stay 'with' her lover in the same house. This 'contract marriage' gets over in 2 years, after which she marries her lover i.e. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112684787193265312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112684787193265312&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112684787193265312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112684787193265312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/knot-acceptable.html' title='Knot Acceptable ?'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112594552563671826</id><published>2005-09-05T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T11:38:45.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Request....</title><summary type='text'>Grrr.... I hate to do this.I was a trifle surprised when i saw 2 comments for my post tht was put up a few hrs back. Amazing , i thot. And then realised tht it was comment-spam. Drat !!!So to avoid such unpleasant occurances, im afraid i hafta insist on Word-verification. It's not such a big deal... wud take a few seconds really.And yes.. someone left a comment to tht post abt dreams... I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112594552563671826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112594552563671826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112594552563671826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112594552563671826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/request.html' title='Request....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112592214910395022</id><published>2005-09-05T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T05:15:09.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my Sania...</title><summary type='text'>News reports say that come October, 'the fastest Indian on earth' would be race his Jordan down Marine Drive... all the way from Hilton to Walkeshwar.Hmm.. interesting.But looking at the state of the roads here, I bet he will have to make quite a few "pit" stops. Also, considering Jordan's performance on the circuit so far, lets hope tht his car doesn't break down half way.-----Heard tht some of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112592214910395022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112592214910395022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112592214910395022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112592214910395022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-are-my-sania.html' title='You are my Sania...'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112568083588776082</id><published>2005-09-02T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T10:07:15.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sania-Maria</title><summary type='text'>So Sania Mirza is in round 4 of the US Open. Gr8 show, must say.But tht isn't the biggest news. The real kicker is tht she is all set to play none other than Maria Sharapova in Round 4 ( i.e if Maria makes it ).Now tht wud b amaaaazing. Eye-candy meets eye-candy. Tho,  i still think Maria scores over Sania ( in most departments ). The two most glamorous women on the circuit squaring off is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112568083588776082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112568083588776082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112568083588776082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112568083588776082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/sania-maria.html' title='Sania-Maria'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112567624914947232</id><published>2005-09-02T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:23:03.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Language Blunders You Might Be Making....</title><summary type='text'>Herez a list of some painfully common English language blunders most of us make.1. Anyone v/s any one.'Anyone' means 'any person'...  'any one' when used, refers to any ONE person.e.g. Anyone can enter the room.     Any one person can enter the room at a time.2. Broke v/s BrokenWhen you break something, it’s broken, not “broke,” though a person or organization which has run out of money can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112567624914947232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112567624914947232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112567624914947232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112567624914947232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/09/language-blunders-you-might-be-making.html' title='Language Blunders You Might Be Making....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112542345604354653</id><published>2005-08-30T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:11:51.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cine-Magic</title><summary type='text'>Chandni was tellng me abt her shopping trips today. ( Like most women, Chand can spend three-fourths of her lifetime in a shopping mall ). We were generally discussing ( yes, me discussing shopping) abt how brands manage to extract such a masssive premium coz well.. they are BRANDS. One of the biggest complusions when it comes to buying branded stuff is the reliability it offers. You don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112542345604354653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112542345604354653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112542345604354653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112542345604354653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/cine-magic.html' title='Cine-Magic'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112541853258023007</id><published>2005-08-30T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:15:32.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some help with understanding women....</title><summary type='text'>This might seem like a slightly lazy thing to do, but i don't care. I am actually posting a fwd tht i recd some time back. Now, i ain't particularly fond of fwds,esp those "Make and wish and send it to 10 ppl.." kinda shit. And i usuuually don't fwd stuff sent to me. But here, i am compelled to reproduce one tht really had me in splits...... ( i duno the author, but whoever it is.. Hats off !!! )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112541853258023007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112541853258023007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112541853258023007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112541853258023007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/some-help-with-understanding-women.html' title='Some help with understanding women....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112533564569039725</id><published>2005-08-29T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:19:25.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial n Error</title><summary type='text'>I don't particularly enjoy shopping trips - u kno the "jeans n tees" kinda shopping. I like my purchases planned in advance so i don't spend a lifetime in the store. If therez one thing thts more frustrating thn shopping for myself, it is shopping by myself. So its only natural tht i wasn't the most enthusiastic soul when i had to run down to Shopper's Stop to get a pair of denims exchanged.Now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112533564569039725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112533564569039725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112533564569039725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112533564569039725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/trial-n-error.html' title='Trial n Error'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112516355883095807</id><published>2005-08-27T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T22:27:22.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me Your Dreams....</title><summary type='text'>A close friend had a pretty nasty dream. She dreamt of her own death. Now thaat, can be quite freaky. All through yesterday, I was wondering what it cud've meant. And whether dreams do mean nethng at all !! Now im not particularly obsessed with all these things, but curiosity got the better of me. And i found myself looking for possible ( and plausible ) explanations....Herez wht one source had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112516355883095807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112516355883095807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112516355883095807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112516355883095807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/tell-me-your-dreams.html' title='Tell Me Your Dreams....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112504088013839879</id><published>2005-08-25T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:57:19.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The game of sport....</title><summary type='text'>Weird things are happening in d world of sports... Well, at least I find 'em weird...Lance Armstrong has been accused of doping before/during his historic 1999 Tour de France campaign. Lance obviously denies the charges. It's kinda weird, how such stuff has sprung up a whopping 6 years after the event.rumours suggest tht Ferrari might b dumping Schumi after all. Weird, considering tht the guy has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112504088013839879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112504088013839879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112504088013839879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112504088013839879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/game-of-sport.html' title='The game of sport....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112471281905674664</id><published>2005-08-22T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T05:32:38.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one small step...</title><summary type='text'>( hey usha.. thanx fer those comments... learnt a few things abt this business of news over the past week... will b rambling abt it soon... )I wonder how it is, to lie in bed practically alllllllll day.....I was talking to Kui the other day when she complained tht she was really tired of rolling in bed all day. She wanted to get outta dat bed.. and fast. But everytime she took a few steps, she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112471281905674664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112471281905674664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112471281905674664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112471281905674664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-small-step.html' title='one small step...'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112470960484106645</id><published>2005-08-22T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T04:43:29.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been 10 days now and i have seen Kui-kui ( our lady in the hospital ) on all days but one. Physically, she seems to be recovering steadily. She has a healthy bunch of frenz who manage to keep the mood up. Then there is the steady stream of visitors, many of who are seeing her for the first time. She is polite and cordial as she receives the gifts and good wishes offered by her well-meaning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112470960484106645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112470960484106645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112470960484106645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112470960484106645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-been-10-days-now-and-i-have-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112453270677166200</id><published>2005-08-20T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T03:11:46.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tidbit...</title><summary type='text'>I am sorry, i haven't been able to make the time to post my logs. The past seven days ( or nights ) have seen me coming home after 11-30 p.m. Am kinda tired, and there are a lot of things which are screaming for attention...So the promised 'details' will come.. soon...  it cud b  the "inside stuff" or mebe opinion pieces - haven't decided yet.Meanwhile, therez a small nugget i wud like to share </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112453270677166200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112453270677166200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112453270677166200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112453270677166200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/tidbit.html' title='tidbit...'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112421226794842659</id><published>2005-08-16T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T10:13:57.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minor update-2</title><summary type='text'>Usha.... read both ur comments.... our friend is in good hands and recovering. I don't think she needs blood, but a few prayers wud do ... : )I will keep u guys updated on the scene. She seems to be recovering, that's all i can say at the moment. I am a bit reluctant to comment on her condition or state of mind coz i am no doc, and its better we leave it them.Again, a detailed update will follow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112421226794842659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112421226794842659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112421226794842659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112421226794842659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/minor-update-2.html' title='minor update-2'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112416280828647781</id><published>2005-08-15T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:55:11.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minor update....</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while ( 4 days, to be precise) since i last blogged in.Have been a trifle busy with a bit of running around. I will write in about the unfortunate incident soon enuff....Meanwhile, in case you wanted to know, our friend in the hospital is doing much better. Looks like she'll be there for the next few days. Her condition is stable ( i feel like punching those newsprint-idiots who sed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112416280828647781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112416280828647781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112416280828647781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112416280828647781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/minor-update.html' title='minor update....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112379730579076093</id><published>2005-08-11T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T14:55:05.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not-so-random thot...</title><summary type='text'>Last post for the nite, or the first post of the day - whichever way you look at it.Just a thot - Way back in the 60s and 70s, people smoked to 'stand out'... Today, these kids smoke just to 'fit in'.How times change.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112379730579076093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112379730579076093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112379730579076093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112379730579076093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-so-random-thot.html' title='not-so-random thot...'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112377973852397535</id><published>2005-08-11T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:02:18.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rats !!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Seems like our house is a hotspot for pests these days. First it was the ants, now it's a cute mouse.One of 'em bit Father on the finger one nite...Mother had enuff ; employed Mortein-the rat killer. "Kills (rats) in One Feed", promised the pack. Funny-smelling slices of the rat-poison were placed at strategic locations. Dead meat. I thot.Next morning, i wake up hoping to smell a dead rat. None </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112377973852397535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112377973852397535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112377973852397535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112377973852397535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/rats.html' title='Rats !!!!!'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112376534270136216</id><published>2005-08-11T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T06:02:22.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><summary type='text'>For me, the most beautiful thing about the rains is the sight of lil drops of water dripping from lush green leaves.Have a closer look the next time, if u can. Beautiful !</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112376534270136216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112376534270136216&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112376534270136216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112376534270136216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112375930246006173</id><published>2005-08-11T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T04:21:42.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe</title><summary type='text'>Joke of the Day :Our favourtie muse, Shree Laloo Prasad Yadav dies.... and quite predictably, goes to hell.Once there, Laloo expresses his desire to call home, in Bihar.Yamraj generously lends his phone.A long conversation later, Laloo hangs up and asks him how much should he pay."Nothing" replies the God of Death. "Hell to Hell is free."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112375930246006173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112375930246006173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112375930246006173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112375930246006173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/hehe.html' title='hehe'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112375641011581158</id><published>2005-08-11T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T03:33:30.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired by the Trojan Horse ?</title><summary type='text'>Animals never cease to fascinate me. And this time it is the humble Ant.Since the past few weeks, my house is reeling under an invasion from these red creatures. They are everywhere. They even started feasting on fresh chappatis stored carefully in the plastic (?) casserole.Mom had enuff of it. She mounted the casserole carefully above three other vessels. This apparatus was placd in a wide dish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112375641011581158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112375641011581158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112375641011581158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112375641011581158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/inspired-by-trojan-horse.html' title='Inspired by the Trojan Horse ?'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112375253757968046</id><published>2005-08-11T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T02:35:19.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh !!!</title><summary type='text'>I wonder if u have seen the new ad for Maruti Suzuki ALTO... the sleepy hubby, bubbly wife one. The one where wife drags hubby out for a drive early in the morning... nd they eventually land up @ the tea-gardens..I just loooooooove the jingle.. "Boondon mein janeeey kya haai..." . Wah !! something reaaaaally refreshing...Fantastic jingle, luvely setting and a very cute lady.. ( tho Ms. Sampada </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112375253757968046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112375253757968046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112375253757968046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112375253757968046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/fresh.html' title='Fresh !!!'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112369559734664341</id><published>2005-08-10T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T03:09:57.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eew-Groups</title><summary type='text'>Vivek was telling me about stuff on our school's egroup. ( i refuse to join tht egroup ) Neway, he was a trifle annoyed with a particular batch-mate who insists on informing the group about his daily activites... So our batchmate informs the grp that he is planning to leave for a particular place. Then he msgs to say that will be leaving soon and then a msg to say that he has reached.... "Like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112369559734664341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112369559734664341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112369559734664341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112369559734664341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/eew-groups.html' title='Eew-Groups'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112369419862371950</id><published>2005-08-10T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T10:16:38.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God On Our Side ???  { Bush-Bashing - II }</title><summary type='text'>I have been itching to share this.....George W. Bush, has been using God indiscriminately in his justifications for the war against Iraq and Afghanistan. In his State of the Union address in July 2003 remarked... "With the might of God on our side we will triumph over Iraq. God will watch over our troops and grant us a victory over the threat of Saddam's army. God will bless us and keep us safe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112369419862371950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112369419862371950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112369419862371950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112369419862371950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/god-on-our-side-bush-bashing-ii.html' title='God On Our Side ???  { Bush-Bashing - II }'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112368000291496904</id><published>2005-08-10T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:36:01.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush-bashing</title><summary type='text'>just cudn't resist putting this one up...... very cheeky.( click to enlarge )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112368000291496904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112368000291496904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112368000291496904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112368000291496904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/bush-bashing.html' title='Bush-bashing'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112367220175785929</id><published>2005-08-10T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T05:54:44.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerry Maguire : the Mission Statement</title><summary type='text'>For all those who have seen ( and remember ) the movie Jerry Maguire, herez a part of the Mission Statement that Maguire writes... the same stuff tht gets him the sack. Quite inspiring, i say. You decide for urself. If YOU wnt, i will post the link to the entire 14 page document later.....Herez the excerpt...".....Even in my own life, after 35 years, I feel that I have never done that one thing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112367220175785929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112367220175785929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112367220175785929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112367220175785929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/jerry-maguire-mission-statement.html' title='Jerry Maguire : the Mission Statement'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15165216.post-112366745477449174</id><published>2005-08-10T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T03:13:42.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The true Spirit of Mumbai</title><summary type='text'>Ok. So Mahesh Bhatt &amp; Co. are going to sue the Govt. of Maharashtra for their inaction during the monsoon crisis. Interesting.That's the Spirit of Mumbai. Disaster, Tragedy, Whatever.. Just make the best out of it. Try and leverage that to get your pound of flesh, your share of newsprint, your share of airtime.Hmm... so what exactly is wrong with a bunch of "civic-minded" citizens doing "their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/feeds/112366745477449174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15165216&amp;postID=112366745477449174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112366745477449174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15165216/posts/default/112366745477449174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d-salil.blogspot.com/2005/08/true-spirit-of-mumbai.html' title='The true Spirit of Mumbai'/><author><name>Salil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15355863167133252245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
