<?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-5108795</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:55:04.865Z</updated><title type='text'>Scribble</title><subtitle type='html'>Manish's Blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-8995644274177513726</id><published>2011-02-21T13:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:07:31.503Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>140 KM cycle track HT reports that MMRDA plans to build  a 140 KM corridor with a cycle track on the side.This corridor is to be built between Alibaug and Virar. Knowing the geography, I wonder how they plan to build this. Will it be an elevated track or only on paper or is the plan prepared by the same folks who planned bicycle tracks in Pune which are npon existent One should ask the MMRDA </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/8995644274177513726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=8995644274177513726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/8995644274177513726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/8995644274177513726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2011/02/140-km-cycle-track-ht-reports-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-3895394302108128589</id><published>2011-02-14T11:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-14T11:47:28.047Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Lyrics which touch you  There are a large number of songs which we have hear many times in our life but never paused to think of the meaning being conveyed through them. Came across one such song while watching one of the chatshows on television. The song in case on "Itni shakti hume dena data" from Ankush (1986).  According to the director of the movie this song is sung in number of schools in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/3895394302108128589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=3895394302108128589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/3895394302108128589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/3895394302108128589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2011/02/lyrics-which-touch-you-there-are-large.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-5827130029771705306</id><published>2011-02-14T07:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-14T07:22:35.525Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Car or Human BodyCar of one my acquaintances has a coolant leakage from the engine. He has shown it to number of garages including the dealer, but no one yet has been able to find where the leakage is from.One can just draw parallels to human body which is suffering from an ailment and no doctor is able to diagnose :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/5827130029771705306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=5827130029771705306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/5827130029771705306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/5827130029771705306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2011/02/car-or-human-body-car-of-one-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-7797108645706451283</id><published>2011-02-11T13:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:55:16.321Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had created this blog on 02/23/2003 . Over a period of time the enthusiam to post died down , however an urge to write has developed again to plan to  post</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/7797108645706451283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=7797108645706451283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/7797108645706451283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/7797108645706451283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-had-created-this-blog-on-02232003.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-1129868497888017335</id><published>2011-02-11T13:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:51:15.695Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>testing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/1129868497888017335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=1129868497888017335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/1129868497888017335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/1129868497888017335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2011/02/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116799312057854258</id><published>2007-01-05T10:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-07T11:53:55.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Getting Apologies from ICICI Bank All of us have heard of stories of ICICI Bank goofing up and making a mess of things either in loans, account statements etc. etc.Last month it was my turn. One of my relatives wanted some money urgently and they sought my help. I decided to use the web request at ICICI Bank website for creation of draft. I was duly informed through a mail that it will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116799312057854258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116799312057854258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116799312057854258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116799312057854258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2007/01/getting-apologies-from-icici-bank-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116739375223494129</id><published>2006-12-29T11:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-29T12:02:32.796Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More on Paris SyndromeI had blogged about this earlier. Here is another article. Looking into all these customs, our concept of "Athiti devo bhava" appears to be in a different world</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116739375223494129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116739375223494129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116739375223494129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116739375223494129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-on-paris-syndrome-i-had-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116679511464135683</id><published>2006-12-22T13:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-22T13:45:14.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ideas for our politiciansPolish politicians can surely give some ideas to our politicians.If they can think of annointing Jesus as king , we have a long list and surely this can be used by our folks  for fighting elections</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116679511464135683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116679511464135683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116679511464135683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116679511464135683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/12/ideas-for-our-politicians-polish.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116678591923812496</id><published>2006-12-22T11:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-22T11:11:59.913Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Paris SyndromeCame across this intersting word , in this articleWill this word in future be in vogue to represent something , when something doesnt live upto one's expectations.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116678591923812496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116678591923812496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116678591923812496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116678591923812496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/12/paris-syndrome-came-across-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116612485219969075</id><published>2006-12-14T19:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-19T21:57:18.206Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas Bonuses A lot is being written in the British press about the Chirstmas bonuses being paid to High Street bankers, prominent amomg them being Goldman Sachs , where on an average employees will be getting a bonus of 320000 GBP. Googling came across some links on the life and kind of money being paid.Lehman Brothers in $8.7 billion bonus payoutA big,big bonus at Goldman SachsThe Firm: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116612485219969075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116612485219969075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116612485219969075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116612485219969075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-bonuses-lot-is-being-written.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116481148062996344</id><published>2006-11-29T14:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:44:40.650Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Balancing  five ballsRediff has an article on Management lessons you learn from real life. The analogy for 4 glass balls and 1 rubber ball is very nice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116481148062996344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116481148062996344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116481148062996344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116481148062996344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/11/balancing-five-balls-rediff-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116472236120200292</id><published>2006-11-28T13:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:59:21.213Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Height of ignorance or stupidityBBC reports that a man in South Africa was fined for taking leave after submitting a certificate stating he is pregnant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116472236120200292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116472236120200292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116472236120200292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116472236120200292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/11/height-of-ignorance-or-stupidity-bbc.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116427673823684167</id><published>2006-11-23T10:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-23T10:12:54.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UK Crazy Country - II (Police Officer suggests giving drugs to addicts to reduce crime)One of the police officers has suggested prescribing heroin to criminals to cut crime. This will obviously at the tax payers cost. Then why arrest people for drug peddling. Like other doles being offered to people here , govt should go ahead and start giving this allowance to whoever needs it.In bollywood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116427673823684167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116427673823684167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116427673823684167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116427673823684167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/11/uk-crazy-country-ii-police-officer.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-116342921533478578</id><published>2006-11-13T14:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T14:46:55.346Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UK Crazy Country - I (Compensation for being forced to stop drug usage in prison)I intend to make posting on some of the  idiosyncarices which I observe in UKToday, I came across this news that six prisoners and inmates who were were forced to stop taking drugs in prison have been given compensation by the High Court.The  claimants have claimed compensation on the grounds that their human rights </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/116342921533478578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=116342921533478578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116342921533478578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/116342921533478578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/11/uk-crazy-country-i-compensation-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-113767076057523682</id><published>2006-01-19T11:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:39:20.586Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boards in MarathiTill now it has always been the Sena which has been flashing the marathi card , but now it the NCP Congress govt. itself. A notice has been issued by the labour department that under the Bombay Shop Act and Maharashtra shop Act all shops , commercial establishments should have a marathi signboard which should be bigger in size than the English board otherwise the owners would be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/113767076057523682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=113767076057523682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/113767076057523682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/113767076057523682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2006/01/boards-in-marathi-till-now-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-113568912318460465</id><published>2005-12-27T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:13:43.033Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Persistence of Placement ConsultantsIt has almost been a year since I have stopped considering a job change, but having regsitered ( and later deregistered ) on a job site last year, I still keep getting calls from placement consultants.Today was another such day. The consultant called me on the cell and wanted to know if I was still working in the organization where I was working previously. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/113568912318460465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=113568912318460465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/113568912318460465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/113568912318460465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/12/persistence-of-placement-consultants.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-112547521977168591</id><published>2005-08-31T07:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-31T08:00:20.360Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 minutesYesterday evening I left office at around 6:45p.m. At the same time I saw many others leaving for the day. One of those guys from my office, decide to take a short cut to reach a petrol pump which is on the road to the office. Infact he took the wrong lane, was hit by a truck and lost his life. He is survived by his family and a small kid.Today morning when I read this through a mail, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/112547521977168591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=112547521977168591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/112547521977168591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/112547521977168591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/08/2-minutes-yesterday-evening-i-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-112047773462337311</id><published>2005-07-04T11:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-04T11:48:54.626Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exasperating It is really exasperating when a professional organization promises to send you some document by a certain date, but even a week after the committed date they don’t send. Do they expect everyone to follow up using personal contacts to get the documents? Why can’t we have a law to sue such careless, lethargic organizations?Probably they might be behaving the same with their employees </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/112047773462337311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=112047773462337311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/112047773462337311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/112047773462337311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/07/exasperating-it-is-really-exasperating.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-111832337852116155</id><published>2005-06-09T13:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-09T13:22:58.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Day at SchoolToday was the first day of my son at school. Probably he being too young too understand the importance of this day in life did not show any excitement, but we being parents were preparing him for the day. Though the first day lasted for just 1 hour he seems to have enjoyed it, especially the new environment.The school administration did give us some clear cut instructions like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/111832337852116155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=111832337852116155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111832337852116155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111832337852116155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-day-at-school-today-was-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-111803149264346497</id><published>2005-06-06T04:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-06T04:18:12.646Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Living beyond ones meansAll of us, might have encountered this situation some or other time. Why is it that people we employ to do jobs for us (like watchman, cleaner, maid etc) come to us and ask for a loan or advance which is in fact couple of times their monthly salary.Ever wondered what might be the reason?  Is it their poverty or living beyond the means or simple ignorance of financial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/111803149264346497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=111803149264346497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111803149264346497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111803149264346497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/06/living-beyond-ones-means-all-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-111669132918186593</id><published>2005-05-21T15:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-21T16:02:09.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Loan from Credit Card Companies  Gaurav Sabnis's post  Revenge is Sweet  reminded me of this .   I have had instances of these credit card guys   calling up an offering a  loan at exorbitant rates.Couple of times when I had  time on hand , I just checked out at what interest rate they were offering he  loan. The usual answer used to be 15 %  to 20 % per annum or more. At that point  I used to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/111669132918186593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=111669132918186593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111669132918186593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111669132918186593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/05/loan-from-credit-card-companies-gaurav.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-111564149363911979</id><published>2005-05-09T12:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-09T12:24:53.643Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haves and Have notsIn a society, the have nots always look up to people who have things and aspire to lead a similar life. But what happens in a family when have-nots visit their folks who have. They desire to use the things which they don’t have in their homes. This is more pronounced in children and they start fiddling with things which they don’t have at home. In this process, there is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/111564149363911979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=111564149363911979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111564149363911979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111564149363911979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/05/haves-and-have-nots-in-society-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-111560132083448160</id><published>2005-05-09T01:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:15:20.860Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IntoleranceYesterday on one of the streets in Pune I saw a Volvo bus , not allowing a Maruti to overtake.The maruti has a sticker of tiger on the back giving clear  indications whom it belonged to or the affiliations of the owner.The maruti driver some how manages to overtake the bus , stops his car in the middle of  the road, forces the bus to stop and starts arguing with the driver. Then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/111560132083448160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=111560132083448160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111560132083448160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111560132083448160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/05/intolerance-yesterday-on-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-111462135471390009</id><published>2005-04-27T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-27T17:02:34.713Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Second BossIt is said that  children are the real bosses for their parents.On Saturday we  got our second boss.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/111462135471390009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=111462135471390009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111462135471390009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111462135471390009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-second-boss-it-is-said-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-111168676455233952</id><published>2005-03-24T17:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-24T17:52:44.553Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>5 mins for an InterviewI recently came across this news article in Financial Express which mentions of interview lasting for 3 to 5 minutes to judge whether a GM in public sector bank can be elevated to the post of ED. What I find is surprising is that how can an interview board which consists of distinguished people judge a person in 5 mins for such a senior post.       The only other idea which</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/111168676455233952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=111168676455233952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111168676455233952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/111168676455233952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/03/5-mins-for-interview-i-recently-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110942124151817832</id><published>2005-02-26T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-27T02:08:19.046Z</updated><title type='text'>Infrastructure  needed to develop a city</title><summary type='text'> Infrastructure I had been in  Banglore last week. It lacks the infrastructure or may be the city has grown but the infrastructure has not improved at the same pace. I fear that the way Pune is growing it may go the same way in next couple of years. Builders and city planners are just interested in bringing up IT parks, malls, multiplexes, but what about the basic amenties. Do the roads support </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110942124151817832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110942124151817832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110942124151817832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110942124151817832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/02/infrastructure-needed-to-develop-city.html' title='Infrastructure  needed to develop a city'/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110822577619149138</id><published>2005-02-12T16:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-12T16:32:49.920Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Visually Challenged  Most of us have seen Visually Challenged people on the street and have always marveled at their ability to walk without any support. At my office in the cube, where I used to sit for some time, sits a guy, who is visually challenged. Looking at him working on the desktop no one can imagine the same as he doesn’t wear black glasses. He has normal glasses, but probably they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110822577619149138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110822577619149138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110822577619149138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110822577619149138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/02/visually-challenged-most-of-us-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110675775046717963</id><published>2005-01-26T17:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-26T16:42:30.466Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Republic Day ParadeI remember as kid every year I used to watch the Republic Day parade on TV with great enthusiasm , but probably since college days and all these years after that  never  watched  it .Today I wanted to my son to enjoy the fly past of aircrafts  and the march past of  soldiers, hence made it a point to watch the entire proceedings on DD.After all these years it was really a  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110675775046717963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110675775046717963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110675775046717963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110675775046717963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/01/republic-day-parade-i-remember-as-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110557339593531300</id><published>2005-01-12T23:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:43:15.936Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An Interview of different kind	Couple of days back I attended a different kind of interview with my wife. The interview was for my son’s school admission. The admission form had clearly mentioned that school does not believe in interviewing children and that’s correct approach taken by school.We were supposed to meet the principle who asked us why we want to admit our child  to their school ,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110557339593531300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110557339593531300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110557339593531300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110557339593531300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/01/interview-of-different-kind-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110545209185903241</id><published>2005-01-10T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-11T14:01:31.860Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New JobToday I joined a new job after 4 weeks of vacation /rest whatever you may call. These  4 weeks made me realize that I cannot sit at home. Still a long time to go but I wonder what will happen to me post retirement.Regarding new job, it surely is bringing a lot of responsibilities. I am happy that I selected this out of all the offers which I had.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110545209185903241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110545209185903241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110545209185903241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110545209185903241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-job-today-i-joined-new-job-after-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110459392123312033</id><published>2005-01-01T16:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-01T15:38:41.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A New  YearA new year has started and I am  looking forward to lot of new changes in the coming year.About resolutions I had seen this article couple of years back and thought that today is the right time to put it here. A to Z of New Year resolutionsAAIM high in my work and lifeAvoid mediocre thinking and performanceAnalySe my mistakes &amp; learn from themAnticipate consequences of my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110459392123312033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110459392123312033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110459392123312033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110459392123312033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-new-year-has-started-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110402473056591784</id><published>2004-12-26T02:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-26T01:32:10.566Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Noise PollutionNot exactly near my house but may be a km as the crow flies there are some temples. Every day at  4:00 a.m in the morning , the people there start playing devotional songs at a loud volume , trying to  wake up all the residents in the area and most surprising part is they switch it off at 7:00 a.m in the morning.I shudder at the thought what those people might be experiencing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110402473056591784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110402473056591784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110402473056591784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110402473056591784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/12/noise-pollution-not-exactly-near-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110317043906332283</id><published>2004-12-16T04:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-16T04:13:59.063Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NeighboursRecently Manish Chauhan made a post on his blog regarding neighbours “The So called Society “. Here are some of my thoughts on the same based on my experiencesIn last 7 years I have changed my residence thrice and each time I got different types of neighbours. First time, they were too poky to the extent that why I have not gone to office today or why I have come early from office </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110317043906332283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110317043906332283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110317043906332283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110317043906332283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/12/neighbours-recently-manish-chauhan.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110317035221443614</id><published>2004-12-16T04:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-16T04:12:32.213Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sensationalism by MediaNow a day there seems to be a tendency by media to sensationalize even trivial issues whether it is kissing in public by two bollywood actors or a TV actress asking for a Chief Ministers resignation.In all of these instances media tries to overplay the situation, claiming them as exclusive stories whereas in fact  on all the channels/newspapers you can find the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110317035221443614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110317035221443614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110317035221443614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110317035221443614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/12/sensationalism-by-media-now-day-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110292238704603853</id><published>2004-12-12T08:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-15T08:29:07.676Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Working DayFriday was my last working day in the organisation where I worked for last six years.During the day, my team gave me send off lunch with a nice card. I was really touched by the messages they wrote in the card.While going back home I really felt very sad.Wanted to make this post on Friday but my PC conked off , had to get OS resinstalled and finally  I am back online today</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110292238704603853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110292238704603853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110292238704603853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110292238704603853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/12/last-working-day-friday-was-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110139778571090066</id><published>2004-11-25T15:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-26T07:53:55.056Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ctrl -DI have been thinking of doing this for last couple of months, but finally this month I have done Ctrl -D(This term has been used colloquially for putting in ones papers in the place where I work)Though I did this couple of days back , but informed my team today. Still a fortnight before I take up new assignment.Some people have asked me why I am putting in my papers after 6 years , </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110139778571090066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110139778571090066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110139778571090066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110139778571090066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/11/ctrl-d-i-have-been-thinking-of-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-110128575648304580</id><published>2004-11-24T08:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T04:28:11.480Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Old Song Since last couple of months my feelings can be summed up in this memorable song from the film Funtoosh , lyrics by Majrooh Sultanpuri , Music by S D Burman, and sung by KishoreDukhi Man Mere Sun Mera KehnaJahan Nahin Chaina Wahan Nahin RehnaDard Hamaara Koi Na JaaneApni Garaj Ke Sab Hain DeewaneKiske Aage Rona RoyenDes Paraaya Log BegaaneDukhi Man Mere...Laakh Yahan Jholi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/110128575648304580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=110128575648304580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110128575648304580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/110128575648304580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/11/old-song-since-last-couple-of-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109937910751330871</id><published>2004-11-02T08:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-02T07:07:02.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Working in TeamsWhile working in Teams what is one expected to do when one is made to feel that one is not required in the team inspite of putting in number of years  building the team </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109937910751330871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109937910751330871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109937910751330871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109937910751330871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/11/working-in-teams-while-working-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109930934121273660</id><published>2004-11-01T11:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-01T11:42:21.213Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Menace of cars ferrying BPO employeesThis is my observation in Pune , I dont know how it is in other cities which have more BPO firms. As is the case , most of the BPO firm employees are ferried from their homes to offices in cars typically hired from some service operator. I have no grouse against  this practicse.My crib is against the car drivers. These guys drive the cars as if they are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109930934121273660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109930934121273660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109930934121273660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109930934121273660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/11/menace-of-cars-ferrying-bpo-employees.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109807929732646122</id><published>2004-10-18T06:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-18T06:02:45.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shwaas - a breath of fresh airSaw the film "Shwaas" over weekend. Really a touching story specially the way it portrays the relationship between a grandfather and grandson, patient and doctor and what life is really about.I would recommend a must watch for anyone even if they dont understand marathiMy best wishes to the makers of the movie as this movie has been nominated as Indian entry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109807929732646122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109807929732646122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109807929732646122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109807929732646122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/10/shwaas-breath-of-fresh-air-saw-film.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109591725442755718</id><published>2004-09-23T05:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-23T05:27:34.426Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where  is the life we have lost in living?I got this as a forwarded e-mail. Thought of putting it hereHave you ever watched kidsOn a merry-go round?Or listened to the rainSlapping on the ground?Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?Or gazed at the sun intothe fading night?You better slow down.Don't dance so fast.Time is short.The music won't last.Do you run through each day</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109591725442755718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109591725442755718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109591725442755718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109591725442755718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/09/where-is-life-we-have-lost-in-living-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109463263286140990</id><published>2004-09-08T08:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-09T03:53:30.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Cruel Waste of Forests - A tribute to Pune TimesKunal S a fellow blogger from Pune along with Salil has started a new blog meant to lampoon Pune Times and its trashy content. http://punetimepass.blogspot.comI will say , a good initiative on their part. This reminds me a couple of months ago some students came to my place , saying they were doing survey on behalf of the trash Pune Times. As </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109463263286140990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109463263286140990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109463263286140990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109463263286140990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/09/cruel-waste-of-forests-tribute-to-pune.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109453100923844016</id><published>2004-09-07T04:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-07T04:23:29.236Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Decesion making and Human mindSometimes we have to take some decesion and our mind dilly dallies. Many  times in such a situation we take  decesion and then try to convince ourselves how our decesion is correct.We think of all possible  reasons justifying our decesion , but we dont realise that only time will tell whether our decesion was right or wrong and that time  it would not be worth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109453100923844016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109453100923844016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109453100923844016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109453100923844016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/09/decesion-making-and-human-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109410937199304632</id><published>2004-09-02T07:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2004-09-02T07:17:14.353Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Work Culture in an OrganizationRecently I read about a person returning to an organization inspite of having more lucrative offers because he missed the work culture. This brings forth a thought whether people work for money or they like to work where they cherish a nice friendly atomsphere.I have changed jobs twice , first time it was for couple of reasons - money being one of them, peer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109410937199304632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109410937199304632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109410937199304632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109410937199304632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/09/work-culture-in-organization-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109401296832561834</id><published>2004-09-01T04:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-01T04:29:28.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rural MallsYesterday night on CNBC I saw a story that ITC has opened a rural mall near Bhopal by the name  Sagar Choupal.This is an extension of their e-chaupal initiative.The concept goes something like this .Farmers will come to ITC godowns to sell their produce and with cash in hand would visit the mall nearby. The mall stores things of daily needs  from Soaps/Oil/Grocery/Clothes etc  and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109401296832561834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109401296832561834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109401296832561834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109401296832561834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/09/rural-malls-yesterday-night-on-cnbc-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-109395008468947182</id><published>2004-08-31T11:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-31T11:01:24.690Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Double SpeakI am really surprised how people can do a double speak within minutes and that too in front of the same person.Today I came across a situation where a person, said something in a meeting where number of senior people were around and immediately after that with juniors around he said the contrary.As I was present in both the meetings , the concerned person didnt have the gumption </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/109395008468947182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=109395008468947182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109395008468947182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/109395008468947182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/08/double-speak-i-am-really-surprised-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-108669760467803497</id><published>2004-06-08T12:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-08T12:27:33.226Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogging after a loooong timeThe New Pepsi ad I think the new Pepsi ad "Pyasa aya " featuring SRK is one of the stupidest ads made in the pepsi series.Some of the points which strike when one sees it1) A Soldier's family serving him a Pepsi can as soon as he comes ( In reality, how many soldiers families might be storing Pepsi cans at home)2) A Soldier on the battle field throws a Pepsi can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/108669760467803497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=108669760467803497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/108669760467803497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/108669760467803497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2004/06/blogging-after-loooong-time-new-pepsi.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106852386374670310</id><published>2003-11-11T04:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-11T04:11:28.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fishy BusinessLast night I received a call on my mobile. It was wrong number but the person at the other end was not ready to accept it was  so. He insisted on informing me that   he has reached Goa with  a boatload of fish from Ratnagiri  and was asking me where  he should offload the stuff.Since the person was adamant  on not accepting that he had dialled a wrong I decided to pull his leg. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106852386374670310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106852386374670310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106852386374670310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106852386374670310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/11/fishy-business-last-night-i-received.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106421820014205658</id><published>2003-09-22T08:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-22T08:10:00.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Giving 100 %Last week at work  I was feeling quite irritated. Some of my colleagues did notice and even asked me why I was behaving so. While driving back and over weekend I thought about the reasons. It may have been because        a) I was feeling helpless in the project which I was working on. I being alone on that project , nothing seemed to work and on top of that I was  being asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106421820014205658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106421820014205658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106421820014205658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106421820014205658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/09/giving-100-last-week-at-work-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106377817554540893</id><published>2003-09-17T05:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-17T05:56:15.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TV AddictionThough I do not watch any of the TV programs regularly, but just surf the television every evening Yesterday my cable connection snapped and I found that I have plenty of time at my disposal. That left me wondering how much time we waste in front of televisionManish</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106377817554540893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106377817554540893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106377817554540893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106377817554540893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/09/tv-addiction-though-i-do-not-watch-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106319260006934460</id><published>2003-09-10T11:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-10T11:16:40.066Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Work Life Balance - what a strange coincidenceSince the day I made the posting on work life balance, my work life balance has gone hay wire.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106319260006934460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106319260006934460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106319260006934460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106319260006934460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/09/work-life-balance-what-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106319251982217682</id><published>2003-09-10T11:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-10T11:15:19.880Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Expectations  .............I dont understand the atttitude of Americans. They give so much importance to weekends , leisure etc, but expect us to come and work on weekends. This week I have received number of mails enquiring whether I would come and work on weekend because they want to release a product. Its a different story that the release has been delayed but  who is responsible for it.On </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106319251982217682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106319251982217682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106319251982217682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106319251982217682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/09/expectations.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106319248864744869</id><published>2003-09-10T11:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-10T11:14:48.643Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walk with ElephantThis weekend I was driving down one of the roads in Pune and overtook an elephant which was being ridden by two sadhus. Since I wanted to show the elephant to my one year old son, I parked the car on the road and waited for Elephant to approach us. The animal passed us at a touching distance. Since my son enjoyed it , i decided to walk with the elephant for a short distance.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106319248864744869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106319248864744869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106319248864744869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106319248864744869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/09/walk-with-elephant-this-weekend-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106213342116568867</id><published>2003-08-29T05:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-29T05:03:41.103Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Work Life BalanceRecently, one of my  friend,who is a office colleague suffered from headache , dizziness at work. This was happening to him second time in last couple of months.Those who know the person cant imagine that this can happen to him because he is a fitness freak, excerises regularly. One more thing which he does regularly is stay late at work.Since , this was happening to him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106213342116568867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106213342116568867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106213342116568867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106213342116568867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/08/work-life-balance-recently-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106196020052199654</id><published>2003-08-27T04:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-27T04:56:40.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walking !!When a child starts walking , he insists that you leave his hand because he wants to walk alone, but the parental instincts prevent you from leaving his hands and you have to walk with him at his pace.Similarly , in  our work related activities we may have to work(walk) with a new comer and it would be prudent on our part that we walk with him at his pace , not ours the way we do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106196020052199654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106196020052199654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106196020052199654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106196020052199654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/08/walking-when-child-starts-walking-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106068617687361979</id><published>2003-08-12T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-12T11:04:35.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cell Phones - are they a nuisance in office    I dont know whether I should be writing this or not as I also own a cell. In most of the offices , one might be hearing  a mobile phone ringing at some time or other. It not only detracts others , but it also reduces the productivity  of employee.Why cant people keep it on vibrator mode, and to add fuel to the fire, people keep on chatting on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106068617687361979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106068617687361979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106068617687361979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106068617687361979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/08/cell-phones-are-they-nuisance-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-106033225031579143</id><published>2003-08-08T08:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-08T08:44:10.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>InterviewsSince last two weeks I have been conducting interviews in my company. Some thoughts on the sameIn an interview , how do  you judge whether the candidate is really good. If you say, how he answers the questions, but is that all.Even the questions asked depend on interviewers frame of mind and  answers given surely would depend on the same.I have also observed that some people write</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/106033225031579143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=106033225031579143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106033225031579143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/106033225031579143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/08/interviews-since-last-two-weeks-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-105997233875547520</id><published>2003-08-04T04:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-04T04:45:38.640Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For everything else there is MasterCardCouple of years back MasterCard ran a TV commerical which showed a child playing with a cardboard box. Parents think that they should bring toys for children. But children being children will not play with  those toys , but prefer playing with the boxes in which those toys are packed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/105997233875547520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=105997233875547520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105997233875547520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105997233875547520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/08/for-everything-else-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-105997203054554156</id><published>2003-08-04T04:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-04T04:40:30.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking BackYesterday , I completed 5 years in the company where I work. As I look back at these 5 years , I have seen the company change and grow. Needless to say many people left , many  joined.Personally , I learnt a lot of things through interaction with other people. Frankly speaking, in first 2 1/2 years I learnt a lot , because the organisation was small , there were no boundaries </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/105997203054554156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=105997203054554156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105997203054554156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105997203054554156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/08/looking-back-yesterday-i-completed-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-105962685556370797</id><published>2003-07-31T04:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-31T04:47:35.546Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passwords !!!With internet becoming a part of our life , one needs to have passwords to access different sitesWhat happens when you miss one password or confuse one with other. On top of that if the site is configured in such a way that if you attempt for 3 more times with wrong password it gets lockedOne surely has to find a way outManish</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/105962685556370797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=105962685556370797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105962685556370797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105962685556370797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/07/passwords-with-internet-becoming-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-105947015572264588</id><published>2003-07-29T09:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-29T09:15:55.703Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What children teach you1) Never give up 2) Patience3) Cheerfulness4) Observe the list would go on  , will add new things as I find out moreManish</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/105947015572264588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=105947015572264588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105947015572264588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105947015572264588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/07/what-children-teach-you-1-never-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-105896473120422079</id><published>2003-07-23T12:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-23T12:57:16.660Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Philosophy of DoctorsI cant understand the philosophy of doctors. Why do some doctors insist on giving antibiotics while others abhor the very idea of prescribing those. May be , because they are also human beings .After all different people have different school of thoughts and each one feels that his way of  thinking is correct.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/105896473120422079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=105896473120422079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105896473120422079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105896473120422079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/07/philosophy-of-doctors-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-105877000406714537</id><published>2003-07-21T06:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-21T06:46:44.043Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How Close is Software Development to Real Life situationsRecently, while on vacation at my parent's place , I came across a situation which left me wondering how close software dev. is to real life situations.It goes like this. The place where my parents stay is a newly developed area and we dont have a tar road in front of our house.Infact bang opposite  our gate  there was a small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/105877000406714537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=105877000406714537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105877000406714537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105877000406714537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/07/how-close-is-software-development-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-105789831308991423</id><published>2003-07-11T04:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-11T04:38:32.973Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ATMsToday withdrew some money from ATM . I needed the cash in 500/- notes but the machine spewed 100 bucks ones making my wallet quite thick which is the last thing which I wanted. Why cant the ATMs ask for denomination of currency we  need.On second thoughts, it would surely complicate things.How about a  cashless money transaction process even for small things like a rickshaw ride. May be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/105789831308991423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=105789831308991423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105789831308991423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105789831308991423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/07/atms-today-withdrew-some-money-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-105782977800141428</id><published>2003-07-10T09:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-10T09:36:17.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Making a resolution to update the blog  frequently</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/105782977800141428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=105782977800141428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105782977800141428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/105782977800141428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/07/making-resolution-to-update-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-94187363</id><published>2003-05-12T05:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-12T05:50:00.736Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Road Rage and PoliticiansWhat do local politicians think of themselves. Yesterday , I was approaching my house on bike. A section of the road is very narrow and there were number of cars coming from opposite side.Suddenly  I saw one white Zen was trying to overtake a number of cars. The driver of the car seemed a politician ( while clothes , dark glasses - one can easily make out such people in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/94187363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=94187363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/94187363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/94187363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/05/road-rage-and-politicians-what-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-93229186</id><published>2003-04-25T08:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-25T08:12:03.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Updating after a long time.Good article by Rajeev Srinivasan on SARS and China</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/93229186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=93229186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/93229186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/93229186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/04/updating-after-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-92575299</id><published>2003-04-14T10:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-14T10:53:40.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is  it tough time for IT?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/92575299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=92575299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92575299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92575299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/04/is-it-tough-time-for-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-92565129</id><published>2003-04-14T05:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-14T05:17:46.280Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Collapse of Infy stock and rush at ICICI ATMs  a good article by Sucheta Dalal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/92565129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=92565129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92565129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92565129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/04/collapse-of-infy-stock-and-rush-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-92351418</id><published>2003-04-10T10:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-10T10:19:52.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Security by stupidity - amusing article</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/92351418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=92351418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92351418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92351418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/04/security-by-stupidity-amusing-article.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-92208793</id><published>2003-04-08T08:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-08T08:10:47.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New generation schools - A report in today's ET. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/92208793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=92208793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92208793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92208793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/04/new-generation-schools-report-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-92139050</id><published>2003-04-07T09:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-07T09:36:01.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is an article in Outlook which talks of Pune being the next hep city. But having lived in Pune since last 12 years , I feel that  the city is going to dogs. Pollution is on the rise. The last two paragraphs of the article summarize the best as to what is happening to Pune</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/92139050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=92139050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92139050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92139050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/04/there-is-article-in-outlook-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-92047397</id><published>2003-04-05T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-05T17:30:26.640Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Updating after a long time.Saw a good article on rediff as to why Indians are being persecuted abroad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/92047397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=92047397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92047397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/92047397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/04/updating-after-long-time_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-91467462</id><published>2003-03-27T08:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-27T08:03:28.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting article on Google</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/91467462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=91467462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/91467462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/91467462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/03/interesting-article-on-google.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-91271659</id><published>2003-03-24T10:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-24T10:19:28.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Saddam pledges victory. Bush says he is satisfiedwith the progess in the war. Does anyone really know whats going on. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/91271659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=91271659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/91271659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/91271659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/03/saddam-pledges-victory.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-91271454</id><published>2003-03-24T10:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-24T10:35:51.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally after a long time I could get a suitable Template and now I plan to start my daily blog.The credit for starting this Blog goes to Gaurav Sabnis whose blog I have been reading for last couple of months and have always been tempted to start a blog of my own</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/91271454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=91271454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/91271454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/91271454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/03/finally-after-long-time-i-could-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5108795.post-89832934</id><published>2003-02-27T12:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-20T10:17:04.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Planning to write my blog since a long time , lets see how far I stick to this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/feeds/89832934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5108795&amp;postID=89832934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/89832934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5108795/posts/default/89832934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manishm.blogspot.com/2003/02/planning-to-write-my-blog-since-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Manish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271027336068007121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
