<?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-12771623</id><updated>2011-08-28T23:38:48.993+05:00</updated><title type='text'>extreme balance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>same difference</name><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>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12771623.post-1863347347513683861</id><published>2008-03-13T22:46:00.001+05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:46:51.668+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mgmt vs Courtesy</title><summary type='text'>For every MBA entrance exam, one stage of screening is the Group Discussion session. This involves a group of 10 – 15 people given a certain topic, issue or case study to discuss within a specified time limit. The performance of each person in the group is noticed, along with group dynamics which come into play. Based on these and other parameters, people are selected.Now, how is one supposed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/1863347347513683861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=1863347347513683861&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/1863347347513683861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/1863347347513683861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2008/03/mgmt-vs-courtesy.html' title='Mgmt vs Courtesy'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-8911000383456159093</id><published>2008-03-11T23:17:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:18:23.191+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Signals…?</title><summary type='text'>Its time for me to get going again… I have a 6 am flight to catch… I somehow manage to sleep by midnight the previous night &amp; wake up at 3:25 am the next morning… after sleeping for 3.5 hours… I get ready &amp; call the Airline to check for the flight status… the flight is on time… I leave home at 4:30 am with Pa… needless to say there was no traffic… and then at 4:45 am suddenly there’s load of it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/8911000383456159093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=8911000383456159093&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/8911000383456159093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/8911000383456159093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2008/03/reading-signals.html' title='Reading Signals…?'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-5326157003683821547</id><published>2008-03-05T22:52:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:54:31.812+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience with Mumbai Autoricks…</title><summary type='text'>5th March, 2008I am on my way to Delhi again… Get a message at 11pm that my GoAir flight to Delhi at 20:20 hrs has been cancelled… I spend an hour or so trying to arrange an alternative… finally I am booked for a 17:25 flight on the same day…. So now I have to leave office even earlier than expected… ofcourse just as I am about to leave office, I am told that my flight has been delayed to 18:15 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/5326157003683821547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=5326157003683821547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/5326157003683821547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/5326157003683821547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2008/03/experience-with-mumbai-autoricks.html' title='Experience with Mumbai Autoricks…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-6217234438035078413</id><published>2008-02-17T23:29:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:32:29.369+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I know them…?</title><summary type='text'>It’s amazing how wedding changes people… people you’ve known suddenly seem so different… u might not even recognize them for a split second if they passed u by…! They just seem like someone else… without any resemblance to the person u knew… guess it’s all the more unacceptable if u don’t know the person too well but are just an acquaintance…  it just seems weird to see them with an identity u </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/6217234438035078413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=6217234438035078413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/6217234438035078413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/6217234438035078413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2008/02/do-i-know-them.html' title='Do I know them…?'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-5152205199692986378</id><published>2007-07-07T17:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T17:24:34.130+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected meetings…</title><summary type='text'>U know that feeling when u meet someone for the first time… esp. when completely unexpected… On my flight to Delhi this time, the flight was running 2 hours late from Mumbai… it was late in the evening &amp; I was really tired after a hectic day… so by the time I boarded the plane &amp; settled into my seat, I had a headache. I had an aisle seat… in the adjoining aisle seat was some chap I glanced over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/5152205199692986378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=5152205199692986378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/5152205199692986378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/5152205199692986378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/07/unexpected-meetings.html' title='Unexpected meetings…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-2108554704043393750</id><published>2007-05-31T23:36:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:37:24.519+05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Mumbai rain…</title><summary type='text'>It started suddenly towards the end of a really sunny &amp; hot day… and start with a bang it did… the thunderous roar could easily make one jump out of their skin! and it just starts pouring cats and dogs…  the highway visible from my window is now hidden behind a screen… apart from the sudden nip in the air, the signs of temperature drop include the tap water being colder now… it’s such a joy to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/2108554704043393750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=2108554704043393750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/2108554704043393750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/2108554704043393750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-1st-mumbai-rain.html' title='My 1st Mumbai rain…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-3869039164147682867</id><published>2007-05-28T20:31:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:33:32.668+05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Moon...</title><summary type='text'>I had never seen the moon the way I see it here… I am on terrace (8th floor) at 11pm… its about 5 days to full moon… the entire terrace is washed by the moon light… the stars are scattered all across the sky along with frequent flights in and out of Mumbai… the clouds find themselves completely helpless as they are drawn towards the mountain range in the view… its slightly breezy and I am taking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/3869039164147682867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=3869039164147682867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/3869039164147682867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/3869039164147682867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-moon.html' title='My Moon...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-5229356133044600866</id><published>2007-05-22T10:17:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:18:43.304+05:00</updated><title type='text'>wat i saw this morning...</title><summary type='text'>The entire mountain range was overcast with shadows… a humongous water-laden cloud had taken over the hill top… in the front, concrete was basking in the sun…Then the cloud started moving its cover from above the hill… its not certain whether this movement was by choice… slowly the sunrays started receding from above my house… I could see the dark cloud being followed by a cluster of smaller pure</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/5229356133044600866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=5229356133044600866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/5229356133044600866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/5229356133044600866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/05/wat-i-saw-this-morning.html' title='wat i saw this morning...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-4956773496835443725</id><published>2007-05-10T22:33:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:35:35.378+05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I don’t have as of today?</title><summary type='text'>The luxury to not come to an empty house; the relaxing and refreshing embrace from a loved one after an extremely tiring day… nobody whom I can ask “How was your day” over dinner… no one to ask me the same… nobody to have a silent conversation with… nobody to hold onto and drift into the world of dreams… all I need is a warm and sincere bear hug at this moment…</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/4956773496835443725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=4956773496835443725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/4956773496835443725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/4956773496835443725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-i-dont-have-as-of-today.html' title='What I don’t have as of today?'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-4441208146286681364</id><published>2007-04-04T23:16:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:54:59.459+05:00</updated><title type='text'>If today was your last day on earth, how would u spend it?</title><summary type='text'>There are a million things I could do – most of them the firsts of things on my wish list – paragliding, making love, going to the Himalayas, meeting some people…But I don’t think I am afraid of dying at all… I am afraid of a slow, painful death… but not really of being dead…Guess that’s ‘coz I am just not really attached to anything in my life which would make me paranoid at the thought of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/4441208146286681364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=4441208146286681364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/4441208146286681364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/4441208146286681364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-today-was-your-last-day-on-earth-how.html' title='If today was your last day on earth, how would u spend it?'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-4724196867459537203</id><published>2007-01-24T20:46:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:49:23.775+05:00</updated><title type='text'>hard at times...</title><summary type='text'>Being alone is a hard thing at times. Everybody needs personal space but as is said excess of everything is bad.I can easily keep myself occupied on weekdays. In fact I am generally short of time ‘coz I have my hands full with reading, TV, music &amp; in near future cooking (trying my hand at it) will also be added to the list.As I am beginning to settle down, I’ve already stopped calling most people</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/4724196867459537203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=4724196867459537203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/4724196867459537203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/4724196867459537203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/01/hard-at-times.html' title='hard at times...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-8890335100078271845</id><published>2007-01-14T20:50:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:51:37.611+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Lunch...</title><summary type='text'>One of those perfect days, which I tend to have few. I woke up at ease, got ready at my own pace… a good start for a Sunday. Left home at noon for lunch at a friend’s place… he was cooking for me. I was planning to take a cake for him but as usual couldn’t find a bakery when I needed one. Anyways, he came to pick me up midway and then we went to his place. A small, nice &amp; clean place… perfect for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/8890335100078271845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=8890335100078271845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/8890335100078271845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/8890335100078271845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/01/perfect-lunch.html' title='The Perfect Lunch...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-5569176607934922459</id><published>2007-01-01T20:26:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:30:46.778+05:00</updated><title type='text'>start of staying alone...</title><summary type='text'>I am staying alone for the 1st time in the true sense today. I am in my new home (rented) with no one else to give me company – either human or virtual. The shifting was done yesterday evening. The rest of yesterday went in a jiffy as I was constantly on the phone from 7pm to half past midnight. Today also went pretty decent till 8pm. Thereafter it got a little lonely. Till then I was having a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/5569176607934922459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=5569176607934922459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/5569176607934922459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/5569176607934922459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2007/01/start-of-staying-alone.html' title='start of staying alone...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115962854826888595</id><published>2006-09-30T20:26:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T20:02:28.320+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another memory...</title><summary type='text'>A reunion of college friends… Nothing like it in the entire world !! The euphoria of just being back with “the gang”… The obvious as well as the subtle changes in people… The things that are still the same… The walk down the memory lane… The pure exhilaration of laughing my head off over the smallest of things… The connections being made between the past and the present… The new stories and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115962854826888595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115962854826888595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115962854826888595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115962854826888595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-memory.html' title='Another memory...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115946573669938988</id><published>2006-09-28T22:48:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T22:48:56.700+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When life screws you, you need to screw someone else. Hence the need for venting systems - animate or inanimate.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115946573669938988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115946573669938988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115946573669938988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115946573669938988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-life-screws-you-you-need-to-screw.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115944339836615010</id><published>2006-09-28T16:29:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T22:47:17.913+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The forced holidays are finally ending. At the start, I used to worry as to how would I spend so much time doing practically nothing… Each day seemed like 24 endless hours… but now looking back, I have absolutely no clue as to where did the 4 months vanish…! I could have done a million things in this time span, which I will probably not get again, atleast not for some years… I could have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115944339836615010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115944339836615010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115944339836615010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115944339836615010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/09/forced-holidays-are-finally-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115911344847575537</id><published>2006-09-24T20:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:57:28.520+05:00</updated><title type='text'>The problem is…</title><summary type='text'>quite a few people, some of my closest friends and some relatives, treat me royally. It makes me feel really magnificent. But it also makes me wish that the others treat me the same. And when that doesn’t happen…</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115911344847575537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115911344847575537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115911344847575537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115911344847575537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/09/problem-is.html' title='The problem is…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115884851600472302</id><published>2006-09-21T19:04:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:21:59.033+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A tale of 2 articles…</title><summary type='text'>I read two articles today…The first, an editorial in The Hindu, was about how the attempt to decongest major cities by constructing new satellite townships hasn’t really served its purpose almost anywhere in the world. People always kept going back to the base cities for a plethora of reasons ranging from work, family, and facilities to poor connectivity of satellite townships to the main cities.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115884851600472302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115884851600472302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115884851600472302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115884851600472302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/09/tale-of-2-articles.html' title='A tale of 2 articles…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115843457535550111</id><published>2006-09-17T00:22:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:22:55.370+05:00</updated><title type='text'>types of love...??</title><summary type='text'>The other day I was watching useless stuff on the idiot box. I saw this serial which was talking about the situation when a brother – sister duo happen to get involved in a man – woman relationship as they were “in love” with each other. My first reaction was of utmost disgust. Its not unheard of but even the thought makes me want to throw up. But then I got thinking… if we forget the physical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115843457535550111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115843457535550111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115843457535550111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115843457535550111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/09/types-of-love.html' title='types of love...??'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115840568017191776</id><published>2006-09-16T16:18:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T16:27:44.496+05:00</updated><title type='text'>height of intolerance</title><summary type='text'>At the Royal Museum of Scotland in Edinburgh, a GOLDFISH underwent an eye surgery after visitors said it looked ugly.(Reported by Hindustan Times on 14th Sept'06)And I thought the world would be a much better place if people were atleast tolerant enough, if not completely accepting, of the differences prevalent in the world. But the present scenario says </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115840568017191776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115840568017191776&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115840568017191776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115840568017191776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/09/height-of-intolerance.html' title='height of intolerance'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115805579091909694</id><published>2006-09-12T15:08:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:09:50.933+05:00</updated><title type='text'>first flight...</title><summary type='text'>Yeah it has all been said before an infinite number of times, but I grasped the true intent of all those words only when I experienced it myself... my first flight.People are generally scared of the take-off. But for me, that’s the most exciting part of the journey. The thrill of just letting go of earth is immense. And the next best happens when the plane turns in mid-air.Up here, the sky is so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115805579091909694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115805579091909694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115805579091909694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115805579091909694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-flight.html' title='first flight...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115505071479673301</id><published>2006-08-07T22:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:25:14.820+05:00</updated><title type='text'>just confusion...?</title><summary type='text'>I had been doing something for a considerably long time… and then it ended… I felt nothing for a while… then felt a bit dazed… things had been laid out in a certain manner for the immediate future… everything was settled and I had reached some sort of a calm state… but then the wind started blowing… a few ripples in the calm lake… still not much to be bothered about because the uncertainty factor</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115505071479673301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115505071479673301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115505071479673301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115505071479673301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-confusion.html' title='just confusion...?'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115402180272619163</id><published>2006-07-27T22:35:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T22:36:42.736+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to the Dentist...</title><summary type='text'>I had to get one of my new wisdom teeth removed… Going to the dentist isn’t something I am familiar with… But seen almost all in my family go &amp; their painful experiences… So I was obviously scared due to the 2nd hand and the general 3rd hand experience.I reached the clinic at the earliest possible. The doc came in and I took the “hot” seat. As I was already on medication for the past 3 days, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115402180272619163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115402180272619163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115402180272619163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115402180272619163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/visit-to-dentist.html' title='Visit to the Dentist...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115351269408793206</id><published>2006-07-22T00:31:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T01:11:34.580+05:00</updated><title type='text'>live canvas...</title><summary type='text'>As i entered the park for an evening walk, my eyes met with a head-on collision with a brilliant clear blue sky... But the patches of clouds spread all over, made the strongest impact…For the first time, i felt as if i was inside a living canvas in which everything else had been overshadowed by the awe of the clouds in their numerous shades and hues of blue and orange... It felt as if the clouds </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115351269408793206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115351269408793206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115351269408793206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115351269408793206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/live-canvas.html' title='live canvas...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115264120819890064</id><published>2006-07-11T23:01:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T23:06:48.216+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsoon arrives...</title><summary type='text'>Finally, some decent downpour… The sky over laden with slowly approaching rain clouds… The small drops giving way to the big ones due to the sudden burst… The fragrance of wet soil wafting through the air for only a few seconds… The first drops falling on me, soaking my clothes &amp; touching me…The kiss on the cheek, the shiver running through me as the wind blows, the face raised up to the heaven, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115264120819890064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115264120819890064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115264120819890064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115264120819890064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/monsoon-arrives.html' title='Monsoon arrives...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-115160952627823828</id><published>2006-06-30T00:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:08:18.690+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah… the amazing feeling when you meet a good old friend after a long time… It’s just fantastic…! The talks revolve around what’s been happening in our lives since we last met… What’s up with our common friends… Just trying to recollect where everyone is and where they are headed… all this happening over a cuppa and/or dinner… The actual “mazaa” of catching up is felt now when everyone is out of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115160952627823828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=115160952627823828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115160952627823828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/115160952627823828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/06/ah-amazing-feeling-when-you-meet-good_30.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-114883377982901337</id><published>2006-05-28T21:18:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:29:39.843+05:00</updated><title type='text'>not again...</title><summary type='text'>things just aren't fair with Kimi... he is an absolutely amazing driver... but sadly stuck with not so great a car this season... today was just another of those days when he could have done but just couldn't ! i cant seem to remember when was the last when he didn't finish a race coz of his own driving... he deserves way better...on the other hand, alonso seems to have just about all the luck in</summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12771623.post-114754407381255118</id><published>2006-05-13T23:43:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T23:15:44.453+05:00</updated><title type='text'>one year...</title><summary type='text'>of intermittent blogging...in the past year, there isn't much that has changed... when i started this blog, i had too much time on hands during PLs of my 6th sem... and now also i have ample time on hands during PLs of my 8th sem..!yeah it is the last sem of college... soon i'll be an engineer officially... but it still doesn't feel that way... i mean the fact that college is coming to an end </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114754407381255118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=114754407381255118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114754407381255118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114754407381255118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-year.html' title='one year...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-114530022244505935</id><published>2006-04-17T23:55:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:57:02.456+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of learning lessons…</title><summary type='text'>The preacher said : take your duly deserved credit and don’t support anyone else at your own expensePersonal experience said: keep your work under wraps till you have something concrete enough to throw at people so that it hits them real hard and they are forced to sit up and take notice.Also, the world is ruled by appearances… until &amp; unless you glorify things, people have a high tendency of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114530022244505935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=114530022244505935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114530022244505935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114530022244505935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-of-learning-lessons.html' title='A day of learning lessons…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-114461202459705671</id><published>2006-04-10T00:45:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:47:04.626+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reservations…</title><summary type='text'>Once again the issue of reservations in the premier educational institutes of the country has raised its head… The reservations in UG and PG level institutes don’t make much sense… wont it be better to make this provision in the primary stages of education itself so that after schooling, all are at similar competence level thus making it possible for the best from across the country, irrespective</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114461202459705671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=114461202459705671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114461202459705671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114461202459705671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/04/reservations.html' title='Reservations…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-114198953726208941</id><published>2006-03-10T16:16:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:49:26.496+05:00</updated><title type='text'>College…</title><summary type='text'>A word, which means different things to different people... Everyone enters it with a vague idea and generally passes out with a different perception. A blow was delivered to mine the day I took admission in an all girls’ college as I’ve always had a prejudice against it… so I entered it with no expectations at all and a few things struck off my list of ‘things-my-college-will-be’…In the 1st sem,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114198953726208941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=114198953726208941&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114198953726208941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114198953726208941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/03/college.html' title='College…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-114141223950513858</id><published>2006-03-03T23:16:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:57:19.530+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am busy doing my own thing... and suddenly in an instant all things turn messy unexpectedly... I am forced to take a break and sort things out... and when I get back, it takes a while to pick up from where I left... the distortions have been many and there seems to be no relent... and it takes longer than last time everytime I take a break...but as its said...In the end everything will be just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114141223950513858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=114141223950513858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114141223950513858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114141223950513858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-busy-doing-my-own-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-114028807399347856</id><published>2006-02-18T23:23:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T23:08:09.416+05:00</updated><title type='text'>GIR(18 feb'06)</title><summary type='text'>Cassini's Division(Kolkata) - mild music, ridiculous lyrics...Demonic Resurrection(Munbai) - heavy stuff, decent guitaristMedusa(Mumbai) - decentPrestorika(Delhi) - Awesome Guitarist..!Zero(Mumbai) - Awesome Band &amp; amazing music.. enjoyed it thoroughly...the sound check... the performance begins... the beats start shaking up every single atom within you... no sooner than you realise it, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114028807399347856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=114028807399347856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114028807399347856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/114028807399347856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/gir18-feb06.html' title='GIR(18 feb&apos;06)'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113994484253173871</id><published>2006-02-14T23:56:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T00:20:42.553+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a sucker for romantic songs and movies... the songs bring a smile on my face and i try to find people in my life whom i can associate those songs with... in case of movies, i invariably end up wondering about what kinda love would i want in my life... but once i am done dreaming, reality hits hard... and i sulk over still being unbearably lonely...i watched two such movies today...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113994484253173871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113994484253173871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113994484253173871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113994484253173871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-sucker-for-romantic-songs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113950719971739649</id><published>2006-02-09T22:42:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:46:39.736+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfect God</title><summary type='text'>“a god whose passion is not a redemption, who saves nothing, fulfils no purpose — a god who simply is."An excerpt from Solaris by Stanislaw LemIt got me thinking… is there really a purpose for us to exist ? or do we exist because we just do ?Going with the Intelligent Design theory, some creator mixed the right ingredients together in accurate proportions at the precise time and place… maybe it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113950719971739649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113950719971739649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113950719971739649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113950719971739649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/imperfect-god.html' title='Imperfect God'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113890755376283744</id><published>2006-02-03T00:09:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T00:12:33.796+05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vision</title><summary type='text'>I was standing amidst a fantastic sight,  Of a world shining with bright light,Greenery was omnipresent,  The air was filled with the flowers scent,The chirping of birds was mellifluous,  With the power of mesmerizing even the callous,Equanimity was prevalent,  And the human element was sufficient,It was nothing but a paradise,  With no words describing it being suffice.Further ahead of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113890755376283744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113890755376283744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113890755376283744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113890755376283744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/vision.html' title='A Vision'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113545140893660806</id><published>2005-12-25T00:08:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T00:10:08.953+05:00</updated><title type='text'>pure evil...</title><summary type='text'>It all starts with a sneeze… it just takes a fraction of a second to announce the onset of something sinister… in no time, the flood gates open up and the voice sinks… most of the brain functions start malfunctioning, a few systems crashing all together… reflexes are much slower and it feels as it would in case of a head-on collision with a wall…The throat is as soar, as it can be… the knots in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113545140893660806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113545140893660806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113545140893660806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113545140893660806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/pure-evil.html' title='pure evil...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113536381792175172</id><published>2005-12-23T23:38:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:50:17.936+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Inner Child Is SurprisedYou see many things through the eyes of a child.Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.You cherish all of the details in life.Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.How Is Your Inner Child?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113536381792175172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113536381792175172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113536381792175172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113536381792175172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-inner-child-is-surprised-you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113406781696152604</id><published>2005-12-08T22:55:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T23:50:17.000+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The morning dawns onme at 8:30 am with a hot cuppa coffee, fresh newspaper and some music. By 10:00 am having read the entire newspaper and still being as worldy-wise as ever (u know what i mean...), i decide to bake myself a Pizza. This leads to a delightfull breakfast by 11:00 am. Then i place myself in the sun-bathed balcony with a book in hand. The slow minutes pass by turning into an hour </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113406781696152604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113406781696152604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113406781696152604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113406781696152604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/morning-dawns-onme-at-830-am-with-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113328540558518197</id><published>2005-11-29T22:50:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T22:30:05.640+05:00</updated><title type='text'>a conversation</title><summary type='text'>an excerpt from an arbit conversation i had with a friend(T) of mine(SD)... i like the way he phrased the things...T: at the end of the day everything rolls down to the personal levelT: are you really satisfied with what you are doing ?T: put yourself into those boots, if the answer is affirmative, then go for itT: find out your passion and work for itSD: but what if you dont really have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113328540558518197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113328540558518197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113328540558518197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113328540558518197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/11/conversation.html' title='a conversation'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113319693797325661</id><published>2005-11-28T21:28:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:55:37.990+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>can you really become detached from someone whom you were very close at some point in the past and are still in touch with..? there are 3 people i was very close to some years ago... but then something happened leading to a one sided fight and a one sided hurt... through the years, the contact has been maintained, mainly indirectly and occassionaly personaly... small things have been happening </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113319693797325661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113319693797325661&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113319693797325661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113319693797325661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/11/can-you-really-become-detached-from.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-113268160031986768</id><published>2005-11-22T21:47:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:46:40.350+05:00</updated><title type='text'>strange feeling...</title><summary type='text'>one of the most frequent things to happen to me... mind and heart in conflict.my mind is telling me for a fact that something is just not possible, that its not going to happen... but my heart just doesn't want to accept it... its still clinging onto a few last shreds of hope, living in a fancy world in which all the wishes are fulfilled..! its a feeling like when u think u deserve something and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113268160031986768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=113268160031986768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113268160031986768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/113268160031986768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/11/strange-feeling.html' title='strange feeling...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112974648226835219</id><published>2005-10-20T00:06:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T23:36:25.873+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Those special moments…</title><summary type='text'>Falling in loveA hot showerA special glance from a special someoneGetting mailHearing your favourite song on the radioLying in bed listening to the rain outsideHot towels out of the dryerChocolate delicacies A long distance phone callSoaking in sunshine in wintersA bubble bathGigglingA good conversationThe beachFinding a Rs. 500 note in your coat from last winterLaughing at yourselfLaughing at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112974648226835219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112974648226835219&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112974648226835219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112974648226835219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/those-special-moments.html' title='Those special moments…'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112957553225301207</id><published>2005-10-18T00:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:58:52.260+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrology - nothing but probability...</title><summary type='text'>Few known and many unknown occurrences take place in this universe, our galaxy being a speck in it…All astrology known so far has been based on the position of the 9 planets of our galaxy and the stars scattered across the sky. If so, then how do the newfound planets affect it…? Does the randomness of starts have some pattern…?Every human life originates at a specific date and time. Except those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112957553225301207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112957553225301207&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112957553225301207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112957553225301207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/astrology-nothing-but-probability.html' title='Astrology - nothing but probability...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112922373065863194</id><published>2005-10-13T22:15:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T22:15:30.700+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets...</title><summary type='text'>The word has a dark tone to it… Everyone has them… most of them revealed to a select few and maybe a few to no one at all…But should we have them…? To what extent, from whom, just ours or those of others as well…? What if the secret shouldn’t be a secret at al…? Some say… don’t keep secrets from those closest to you… is it always feasible…? What might be unimportant for one, might turn out to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112922373065863194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112922373065863194&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112922373065863194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112922373065863194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/secrets.html' title='Secrets...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12771623.post-112836155577190951</id><published>2005-10-03T23:19:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:03:57.473+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Privatisation</title><summary type='text'>A high rise architecturally genius building holding offices; the executives running from pillar to post, day in and out 24/7 in order to maximise their earnings…Another official looking building; a few people can be seen working, some are lazing around and some are simply missing…It is anybody’s guess what the two situations are… first is how any privately owned firm works, and the other is how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112836155577190951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112836155577190951&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112836155577190951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112836155577190951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/privatisation.html' title='Privatisation'/><author><name>same difference</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12771623.post-112827036863661778</id><published>2005-10-02T22:00:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T21:26:08.646+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Newspapers Misguide</title><summary type='text'>The providers of information have the responsibility of presenting the correct facts so as to help the readers form informed opinions and views.But there is a sea wide gap between the “should” and “is” of journalism and newspapers today. Most papers are biased towards a certain viewpoint which they propagate tirelessly and ridicule any different thinking. Publishing sensational newspapers has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112827036863661778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112827036863661778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112827036863661778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112827036863661778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/newspapers-misguide.html' title='Newspapers Misguide'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112818488836947435</id><published>2005-10-01T22:15:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T21:41:28.376+05:00</updated><title type='text'>random thought...</title><summary type='text'>Am i in love with you...?or in love with the concept of being in love with you...?or in love with who i think you are...?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112818488836947435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112818488836947435&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112818488836947435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112818488836947435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/random-thought.html' title='random thought...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112758366991533562</id><published>2005-09-24T22:41:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:41:09.950+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><summary type='text'>A word, which can take a wide spectrum of meanings ranging from the literal to psychological to philosophical…Building up castles in the air is one of the easiest &amp; free of cost ways of giving oneself a high…!I’ll talk about the ones that are conjured up by my ‘never at rest’ &amp; ‘always up to something’ mind, anytime I let my eyes rest and the sub-conscious takes over… for the best or worst, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112758366991533562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112758366991533562&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112758366991533562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112758366991533562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/09/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>same difference</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12771623.post-112654392188394584</id><published>2005-09-12T21:52:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:52:01.890+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Has our fast paced lifestyle sapped the appreciation of nature…?</title><summary type='text'>Wish to spend a holiday in African jungles, or want to explore the underwater world, or the outer space… but think it’s impossible…?  Think Again…Wake up early in the morning, land up in office asap, work relentlessly all day long &amp; halfway into the night, reach home &amp; crash land into bed to wake up early again and follow the same routine monotonously…Sounds like your daily drill…? Welcome to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112654392188394584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112654392188394584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112654392188394584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112654392188394584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/09/has-our-fast-paced-lifestyle-sapped.html' title='Has our fast paced lifestyle sapped the appreciation of nature…?'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112645971670999604</id><published>2005-09-11T22:28:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:28:36.716+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Price hike...finally !</title><summary type='text'>Finally, after prolonged procrastination, the oil prices have been increased… substantially in a stroke…It was bound to happen… should’ve been done a little earlier… the sudden burden is huge… the prices could’ve been increased gradually maybe 50paise or 1 buck in stages…But the government would’ve received flak from people for hiking prices ever so often… The affliction would’ve been measured… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112645971670999604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112645971670999604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112645971670999604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112645971670999604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/09/price-hikefinally.html' title='Price hike...finally !'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112645810376321720</id><published>2005-09-11T22:01:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T22:01:43.770+05:00</updated><title type='text'>To let go at what point...</title><summary type='text'>Kids in this country are extremely protected. It’s next to impossible for parents to let go esp. if the mother is a homemaker and has devoted her entire life to the up bringing of her kids. Her whole life revolves around her house &amp; kids…During the early stages of a child’s life, it’s a blessing to have such a mom. But as the years fly by and the child becomes his own person, that’s when things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112645810376321720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112645810376321720&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112645810376321720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112645810376321720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-let-go-at-what-point.html' title='To let go at what point...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112585155820287314</id><published>2005-09-04T21:31:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T21:32:38.210+05:00</updated><title type='text'>the way things are...</title><summary type='text'>When I was a kid I had a notion: USA was the friend everyone desires to have… the friend who will bail you out from all troubles…But looking at the world in totality now has thrown up nothing but contradictions to my notions.USA only furthers its interests, by hook or by crook.It’ll sweep all it’s doing under the carpet that it doesn’t want the world to know…It is capable of changing its stand as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112585155820287314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112585155820287314&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112585155820287314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112585155820287314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/09/way-things-are.html' title='the way things are...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112473533586243318</id><published>2005-08-23T00:24:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T23:28:55.880+05:00</updated><title type='text'>next 5 years of Indian Automobile Industry</title><summary type='text'>1)Majorly, an increase in the consumption of cars in the rural sector either by shifting consumers of 2-wheelers to cars or by making cars at dirt-cheap prices.Presently, annual production of 2-wheelers (bikes) in India: 65lakh.MUL’s production rate: 6.5lakh cars/day, which will increase once the Manesar plant starts production by the end of this year.Passenger car penetration in India: 7/1000 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112473533586243318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112473533586243318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112473533586243318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112473533586243318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/08/next-5-years-of-indian-automobile.html' title='next 5 years of Indian Automobile Industry'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112473019268552114</id><published>2005-08-22T22:35:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:03:12.723+05:00</updated><title type='text'>how will they react...?</title><summary type='text'>I have just recovered from illness after almost a week… and like other times, this time as well one thought came to my mind…What would be the reflexive action of people if they realized I was dead…?If I die of affliction, the people close to me would be prepared for it… but what if its some kind of a mishap…? Sudden news…?It’s a thought which I do get a few times… I mean just how would people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112473019268552114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112473019268552114&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112473019268552114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112473019268552114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-will-they-react.html' title='how will they react...?'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112413217642218502</id><published>2005-08-15T23:45:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T23:56:16.446+05:00</updated><title type='text'>the hidden truth...</title><summary type='text'>i dont really believe in judging a book by its cover... its just a pic which may or may not represent even part of the real thing... though the abstract does give one a preview of the things to follow...its the same with people... first impressions are formed whenever you meet someone...even if you try not to judge people so soon.. but as soon as you come in contact with someone for the first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112413217642218502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112413217642218502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112413217642218502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112413217642218502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/08/hidden-truth.html' title='the hidden truth...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-112334296386624121</id><published>2005-08-04T21:34:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T20:42:43.873+05:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while...</title><summary type='text'>since i said a few words...i was doing my summer training so didnt really have time...i did my training in the Engine Testing dept of MUL.... was a decent experience...learnt about the various tests done on an engine.. ranging from emission tests for polluciont control &amp; to follow Euro norms to tests being done for a project to improve the fuel efficiency of an engine...the number of parameters </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112334296386624121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=112334296386624121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112334296386624121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/112334296386624121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/08/been-while.html' title='been a while...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111980835115125227</id><published>2005-06-26T23:25:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T22:55:22.553+05:00</updated><title type='text'>things move on...</title><summary type='text'>today was a day of reunion and separation... i met up with a few of my school class mates... it was nice to catch up... more people were expected to turn up but due to reasons of their own, not many came... i had met them 6 months before as well...i had a decent time... the fact that we still meet as often as possible is comforting... that people are willing to make an effort to stay in touch... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111980835115125227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111980835115125227&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111980835115125227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111980835115125227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/06/things-move-on.html' title='things move on...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111946225786180260</id><published>2005-06-23T00:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T22:44:17.870+05:00</updated><title type='text'>strong outside, reinforced inside</title><summary type='text'>i was approaching a towering mountain... it looked immobile and unbreakable...ofcourse i was progressing in a car on a road made on the same mountain...still it seemed as if the core of the mountain would be rock solid...i soon reached the place where a hydro-electric power project was under construction... the flow of the river between the mountains had be diverted for the construction purpose..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111946225786180260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>sitting on a swing surrounded by the mountains in the dead of the night, i heard the calls of the wind... calls which are overpowered by the city i live in... i realised that it sounds just like a river gushing down a mountain(which was audible as well in the background)...the first thought was... my desire to fly away to where ever it might take me... soon the gentle breeze grew into a mighty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111946062983607309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111946062983607309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111946062983607309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111946062983607309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/06/wind.html' title='wind'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111912027652147642</id><published>2005-06-19T00:15:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T23:44:36.523+05:00</updated><title type='text'>a break</title><summary type='text'>I was out of town for 5 days.. returned just a few hours ago...went to chandigarh and Himachal Pradesh... in HP, went to Pandoh and Kullu...couldn't check out Rohtang pass and a few adjoining places due to shortage of time...the best parts were... the weather in Pandoh; the 2 dams i saw - an operational dam in pandoh and another in final stages of its construction; river rafting; n a bit of </summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12771623.post-111852299090351559</id><published>2005-06-12T02:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T01:49:50.906+05:00</updated><title type='text'>things that happen...</title><summary type='text'>I joined Maruti for my training on 10th june.the day started on a pleasant note as i had a nice company &amp; nice music was being played as well on my way to gurgaon ... reached about 5 minutes late, so my friend who dropped me to maruti was a bit tensed...anyways, i asked him to relax &amp; once i went him i told him that nothing had begun yet, &amp; not even till 11 o'clock(reporting time was 10 am)...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111852299090351559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111852299090351559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111852299090351559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111852299090351559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/06/things-that-happen.html' title='things that happen...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111834503037052718</id><published>2005-06-10T01:02:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T00:23:50.376+05:00</updated><title type='text'>first job</title><summary type='text'>I've got my first job...TCS came to my college for on-campus placements... i appeared for it and got myself a job.. bas yun hi...!it wasn't planned or i wasnt too keen on it either... initially got involved as the student co-ordinator of the so-called placement cell of my college... so was working things out for TCS...on the day of their online test, i gave it just for the heck of it... sat for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111834503037052718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111834503037052718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111834503037052718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111834503037052718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-job.html' title='first job'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111748719928326348</id><published>2005-05-31T00:28:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T02:08:13.420+05:00</updated><title type='text'>in between the lines...</title><summary type='text'>Someone said... "I think writing does come out of a deep well of loneliness and a desire to fill some kind of gap. No one in his right mind would sit down to write a book if he were a well-adjusted, happy man."my take on it...the basic purpose of writing has always been to keep a record.. of anything and everything possible... that is how history has been recorded and maintained..but thats not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111748719928326348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111748719928326348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111748719928326348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111748719928326348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-between-lines.html' title='in between the lines...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111704795477785742</id><published>2005-05-26T00:30:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:05:54.780+05:00</updated><title type='text'>why not</title><summary type='text'>why do we have have to "choose" a profession for our entire life...? why cant we change it as n when desired(not as frequently as my mood swings, but still !)... there is no law, written or not, which says that we must stick to it all throughout... extra input might be required each time a change is made, but then that cant really be the reason not to do something engrossing...there are so many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111704795477785742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111704795477785742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111704795477785742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111704795477785742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-not.html' title='why not'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111696290797898211</id><published>2005-05-25T00:25:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T01:03:34.600+05:00</updated><title type='text'>what if...</title><summary type='text'>a few thoughts that kept diverting my attention from my studies last night, though i had an exam this morning... the reasons for thediversion are still kinda unknown...what if after completing this semster of mine(coz i've already spent 6 months on it so might as well complete it.. but dont wanna extend this logic any further..), i drop out of college...i'll do something which was the 1st </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111696290797898211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111696290797898211&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111696290797898211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111696290797898211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-if.html' title='what if...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111670743196141842</id><published>2005-05-22T02:01:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:30:31.966+05:00</updated><title type='text'>Power</title><summary type='text'>POWERthese 5 alphabets makes a word which makes the world go round...!anywhere &amp; everywhere u can see people running after just one &amp; only one thing...starting from a new born infant, who seems to have a control over his loving parents by default...a teenager who struggles to have the power to control his own life &amp; decisions...an employee, a boss, a politician, a man, a woman, someone young or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111670743196141842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111670743196141842&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111670743196141842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111670743196141842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/05/power.html' title='Power'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111610660494707940</id><published>2005-05-15T03:06:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T02:36:44.953+05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just saw DCH all over again... its such an amazing movie...!! i can just about never get bored of it...everything from characterisation to cinematography to direction to acting to editing... n ofcourse the music... its all just so perfect... just like Aamir...the movie is so full of life... it covers alot of aspects... friendship, fun, love, happiness, sadness, fight, makeup...all the 3 freinds </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111610660494707940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111610660494707940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111610660494707940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111610660494707940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-saw-dch-all-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111601734233702080</id><published>2005-05-14T02:20:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T00:34:20.336+05:00</updated><title type='text'>just a day...</title><summary type='text'>wat a day... finally started with my 6th sem exams...! n wat a way to start.. Friday, the 13th...!!!anyways.. so woke up around 10 am, spent some time flippin thru stuff... left me place around1 pm... exam till 5 pm.. the good part.. it actually rained...! something i had been hoping for for the past 3 days...came back home around 6:30 pm, read newspaper... read an editorial on the upcoming meet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111601734233702080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111601734233702080&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111601734233702080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111601734233702080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-day.html' title='just a day...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111567302039074020</id><published>2005-05-10T02:40:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T02:10:20.400+05:00</updated><title type='text'>had to happen...</title><summary type='text'>finally it happened...n how... i wrote the first words n it rained...! guess it just had to happen...after procrastinating for ages now, finally i am writing... it really has been long since i penned down anything... feels nice to be back in a familiar territory...the only hindrance now... to come up with stuff to write about...!anyways, ab jab shuru kiya hai, to kuch likheinge bhi...a reason to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111567302039074020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111567302039074020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111567302039074020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111567302039074020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/05/had-to-happen.html' title='had to happen...'/><author><name>same difference</name><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-12771623.post-111567121671896212</id><published>2005-05-10T01:27:00.000+05:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T01:40:16.726+05:00</updated><title type='text'>hope</title><summary type='text'>Flowers may have lost their scent,   things may be too many to resent,life may seem to be loosing its shine,   with the slowly passing time,nothing may make you happy,   you may prefer to be shabby,your thoughts may become cloudy,   everything ending with only if that could be,there may be so much to hear &amp; say,   and all clolours may seem to possess shades of grey.Even then you must not loose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/111567121671896212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12771623&amp;postID=111567121671896212&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111567121671896212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12771623/posts/default/111567121671896212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dynamicinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/05/hope.html' title='hope'/><author><name>same difference</name><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></feed>
