tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7604540381305665282011-04-21T15:47:33.120-07:00Dhruv (Sanskrit, north star) is what the pole star is called in the Hindu mythology. It's the 7th star of Ursa Minor constellation.dhruvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02068177797331063225noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760454038130566528.post-22679597990639996602008-07-29T14:16:00.000-07:002008-07-29T15:24:01.937-07:00

There has been so much recent controversy about the Ram Setu (or the Adam's bridge). Here's the latest twist on this topic: (Article in HT). I mean, even the famous Jayalalitha herself has taken interest in this [Article here]. And we all know, that Jayalalitha barely has any free time from putting DMK's people in jail and spending all the "under-the-table" money on shopping. So why in M.G.R's

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DISCLAIMER: This post is intended in good humor and is not intended to hurt any one's sentiments. Please do not feel offended and enjoy the post, as is the writer's intention. If you do feel offended, well too bad, cause I am protected by the First Amendment.So I was reading this blog post recently about the number of Punjabis in Canada. It was a pretty funny post and kinda got me thinking how

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continued from hereWe all knew within our hearts that we were being treated no less than dogs, in the most inhuman ways that could be. Infact, a Somalian guy came up to S and said that it was neither person's fault, but the fault of our skin color. Coming from Asian and African countries was considered as a crime here. Luckily for him, he was the next person to be called. An amazing kid, speaking

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continued from hereAs he opened his eyes, S realized that his watch read 8 in the morning and he had an hour left before he could make things happen in his favor, or atleast give it a try. His thought process at that time didn’t let him realize that it had been 18 hours that he had spent at the airport. He was only concentrating on his plan of action. He knew that he had to contact SP in India to

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continued from here...By the time S managed to get some sleep, a good 10 hours had passed by on the airport. His watch was ticking, but every minute seemed like an hour. His laptop batery was dead, and his IPod battery had one leg in the grave. It was only a matter of time that S realized that every person in the room was a respectable person. Contrary to his initial thoughts, they all turned out

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What does the title line remind you of???? Try singing it.....!!!! Remember the ads on TV...Utterly Butterly Delicious...AMUL!!!!!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAZRLGukV4AI stumbled across this video on YouTube. And it struck me...how that tune used to be so famous when I was a kid...And then I started hunting for some of the other ads...whose tunes I remembered. The companies and the products

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Continued from here...I realized the weird atmosphere in the room and turned around to make my way out of there, only to realize that the door had been locked. I was in a small room which could well be considered as the prison in the airport. It seemed as if we were all convicts and had committed an inexcusable crime. The lot included people from Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, Turkey, Egypt, Somalia,

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Ok...so here's the thing. I got really bored of blogging down too much stuff about S (actually, I am pissed of that he hasn't come down to visit me and so I am cutting short his blog coverage). So now I am only gonna focus on some really interesting stuff. And nothing could get better than this. Our dear friend S had to go to Moscow for official work. But as it turned out, his experience was no

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Pichle episode main aapne dekha, ki kis prakar IITR se graduate hone ke baad, S ki job CTS main lagi. Is news se woh bahut khush tha. Company join karne ke ek din pehle, woh Gurgaon ke company guest house pahunch gaye tha, aur apne pehle din ka besabri se intezaar kar raha tha. Ab dekhye aage...Sharp at 9 AM, we showed up at the office expecting a warm welcome. But all we got was disappointment.

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:-) :-) :-)Why am I all smiles you ask?? And I shall definitely tell you. Am going home. What's so great about home, you ask. Aaha. You see, I am going to my home in India.For those of us...who carry two homes in their hearts...the non-residents...the non-reliables...the F-1's...the H-1's...the ones that are constantly berated for having left their their motherlands...but whose achievements are

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My next few blogs are going to part of an informal autobiography written by my very dear friend S. He has had his share of excitement, adventures and mishaps in life, and his experiences are definitely worth sharing with the world. Most of what follows are his words, with few changes done by me and a few comments (usually in braces) along the way. So here goes.....With the sunrise of the new

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Reproduced from http://seamanticks.com/index.php/an-open-letter-from-mario-to-nintendo/99/#more-99 , by Greg LockwoodThis is sooo hilarious!!!!! Treat for Mario fans!!!!!Dear Nintendo,We’ve been in a business relationship for quite a while now, and to be honest, I never used to have any complaints about my job. I mean sure, my line of work has never really been considered “easy” by any means, but

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There are things that are dear to you. There are people you look up to. But above all, there are things that are Sacred. For some it is Marlon Brando, smoking a cigar in The Godfather. For others, it is the LOTR trilogy by Tolkien. Yet more swear by the light sabers in Star Wars. I personally know people who revere things varying from Nokia cell phones to Bob Marley to the pani puri sold at their

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It's election season in USA. Ballot Bowl 08 is what CNN calls it!!! Bah!! humbug!! I don't know which brainy mind came up with that name. I hope it wasn't Anderson Cooper. I really like him. But to use a play on the words Super Bowl to describe the elections was the worst idea ever. I mean, how can you compare elections with Super Bowl??? You think you can have pizza and beer while watching the

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SF!!! Every one's favorite city!!!!! How can it not be!!!! Beautiful weather...beautiful people...the sights...the food...sighhhh...So, I guess every one has driven down the Bay bridge or the San Mateo bridge to SF. But not every one has probably taken the ferry to SF. Yes, a ferry. And believe me, it's FUN!!!!This is where it all starts. The Vallejo - SF Bay Link ferry. Starts of from the city

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So like I said, this blog will mostly be about my various outings. And I can't think of a better one to start with. On the week end of January 19th and 20th, me and my room mate (Rushi) went on a kayaking trip to Tomales Bay. View Larger Map The trip was organized by Outdoor Adventures of UC Davis. I really like these guys. They provide you with all the equipment (kayaks, wet suits, tents,

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Yeah. The link above (here it is if u missed it) was my favorite add in this yr's super bowl. It was better than Manning not falling down with half the Pat's defense tugging at his shirt (I guess the Pat's knew that the Giants were going to win, and so they wanted Manning's jersey). It was better than Tyree using his helmet to hold on to Manning's pass ("He showed he could use his head,"

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HISo this is my latest craze!!! (after getting hooked on baking cakes recently!!!). As the blog URL says, I am here to mostly play around with blogging for a while. It remains to be seen how long I continue this. Most of my posts would relate to my trips and outings. Some might be more random, dealing with any thing or nothing. As for my favorite blogs, I subsribe to DesiPundit. It's a fab place

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