<?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-5280098</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:10:19.478+05:30</updated><category term='show'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='paint'/><category term='reading'/><category term='camera'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='books'/><category term='gaiman'/><category term='culture'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='party'/><category term='new'/><category term='himachal'/><category term='w00t'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='game'/><category term='blog'/><category term='book'/><category term='phone'/><category term='trip'/><category term='life'/><category term='home'/><category term='patent'/><category term='travel'/><category term='xkcd'/><category term='software'/><category term='food'/><category term='play'/><category term='hobby'/><category term='microsoft'/><category term='fun'/><category term='film'/><category term='driving'/><category term='training'/><category term='google'/><category term='money'/><category term='car'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The small, brave and Strong Tiger!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>287</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-7072103270890392917</id><published>2011-08-27T18:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-27T19:04:20.909+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Twitter has killed my blog</title><content type='html'>Today when I saw this blog, the realization was bit shocking that I have not been blogging for years together. Life definitely has become 2000% more busier in past few years, but there is still some time to catch up on writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With changes at work and two babies screaming for attention all the time, it is no surprise that I am not able to spend more than 5 mins in a stretch to do any activity. And whenever I get few mins they are gobbled by facebook and twitter (and add g+ to the list now). It is weird the way we end up spending so much time on these sites. Whenever I see links posted to blogs on twitter I get an urge to write something, but it would typically last for few second - until I speed past to the next tweet. I never even got to login into blogging page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am here, I am finding it extremely hard to write something more than 140 characters. Ahem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter has killed my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-7072103270890392917?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/7072103270890392917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=7072103270890392917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7072103270890392917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7072103270890392917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2011/08/twitter-has-killed-my-blog.html' title='Twitter has killed my blog'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-6961347328048503603</id><published>2009-02-08T02:27:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T05:26:28.984+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cute farfalle pasta</title><content type='html'>I fancy things more often then I should. This was my second attempt to try pasta. The first attempt was about two years back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I had bought fusilli pasta last time (because I just loved that shape). And with a lot of enthusiasm I tried to follow the instructions on the box to cook pasta. Ahem! it was all rubbery and tasteless!! for one thing, it wasn't cooked enough and to add to it, almost 40% of the ingredients required to make pasta sauce were not available. (I think most of them were important ingredients). So that was the only time I touched that pasta packet. It kept lying on the shelf until I threw if off when we shifted the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I decided to give it a try again. My friend, Saumya told me about her pasta recipe (which gave me a sort of confidence that pasta can be made at home after all). So here is what I figured out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The traditional al dente is not what I like&lt;br /&gt;2. Cheese gives nice (yummy) texture to the sauce&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy the sauce too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I picked up farfalle pasta (again, because I loved the shape) and got one pasta sauce bottle. Cooked pasta while checking every now and then to make sure that it is cooked the way I like it..... after that, it was just anybody's game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved my pasta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-6961347328048503603?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/6961347328048503603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=6961347328048503603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/6961347328048503603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/6961347328048503603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2009/02/cute-farfalle-pasta.html' title='Cute farfalle pasta'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-7438089201488718170</id><published>2009-01-31T00:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:19:06.357+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Collage using Tabblo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/3236654763/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3531/3236654763_ab2bb6e3ef_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/3236654763/"&gt;Collage using Tabblo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/vaishalee/"&gt;vaishalee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's pretty neat tool to create quick collages. There are options of uploading photos or selecting them from your flickr stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interface is cool enough.... although I would have loved to tilt the pictures (for that messy effect). The drag-n-drop thing makes it damn easy to make collage with the flickr pics. Oh yes, you can add text in between as well. They have decent number of templates to choose from and even after choosing a template, you can play around with the photo placement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tabblo.com/studio"&gt;A must try&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-7438089201488718170?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/7438089201488718170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=7438089201488718170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7438089201488718170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7438089201488718170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2009/01/collage-using-tabblo.html' title='Collage using Tabblo'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3531/3236654763_ab2bb6e3ef_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-4596430668740308703</id><published>2009-01-24T01:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:20:05.708+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Backlog</title><content type='html'>I never am able to catch up with the blog updates I intended to read. It can be attributed to the fact that I (may be) subscribed to too many feeds than I could possibly read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the subscriptions are sorted, I end up clicking on Boing Boing every time I open my reader. I can never finish reading (not even scrolling) the whole stuff. And at the same time I don't want to mark it all read, since I really want to go through it all some time (eventually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of unread posts is not a problem actually, if I just stick to the posts. But you know how it is... you click on a link and then other links and it's just never-ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I see 1600 posts unread......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4596430668740308703?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4596430668740308703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4596430668740308703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4596430668740308703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4596430668740308703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2009/01/backlog.html' title='Backlog'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-2109621788405445986</id><published>2008-12-04T02:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:12:22.700+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yet another year</title><content type='html'>Yeah, one more year is gone (almost) and my new year resolutions list is all ready. Actually I didn't have to do anything, since it's same as the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a serious note, I need to hit gym and reduce weight ASAP. Every time I try to get into my old clothes (lets call them Pre-pregnancy clothes.... it makes me feel much better that way), I end up feeling exasperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't these extra kilos disappear on their own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-2109621788405445986?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/2109621788405445986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=2109621788405445986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2109621788405445986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2109621788405445986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/12/yet-another-year.html' title='Yet another year'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-6885319617173056722</id><published>2008-11-23T00:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-23T01:38:59.961+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><title type='text'>In search of...</title><content type='html'>I noticed that it's been a while since this place was updated the last time. With Pari around, getting (any) things done is becoming increasingly difficult. I barely manage to post few things in &lt;a href="http://babylouge.blogspot.com/"&gt;the other blog&lt;/a&gt;, so this blog is being neglected for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this post is also related to her in a way, but I think it's not just about her. So decided to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started few months back when I stumbled upon this petti-skirts picture in flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/sweetthings/2701814479/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3264/2701814479_67dbe99852_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally fascinated by these skirts, so decided to get one for Pari. But I could not find any shop which was making them in India (and these skirts are insanely expensive to order from US), so I decided to stitch one myself. I found some videos explaining the process in youtube. It all looked pretty manageable. Thus my hunt for Nylon chiffon started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked couple of places nearby but getting right fabric was not easy (especially when you are staying on Outer ring road). May be I need to hunt in the central Bangalore area, for which I hardly have time. So I decided to check online, if I can find some place which sells the fabric online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I got was some links pointing to exporters in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent a query to one of the exporter in Bangalore to check if at all he has the required fabric (so that I can may be go to his shop and buy it).  But I think this site doesn't work the way I thought it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting mails from exporter from all over Asia now. A typical mail reads like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Thanks for your inquiry. We mainly do  Fabrics from T200-T1600,. width 63"-130" Bamboo, Tencel,modal, Organic cotton, Supima cotton, Egyptian cotton, pima cotton etc. If you need this, please contact us.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would be so disappointed to know that all I need is about five yards of Nylon chiffon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-6885319617173056722?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/6885319617173056722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=6885319617173056722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/6885319617173056722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/6885319617173056722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-search-of.html' title='In search of...'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3264/2701814479_67dbe99852_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-8292966737995313211</id><published>2008-09-06T13:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:44:32.715+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Dylan Moran and Eddie Izzard</title><content type='html'>I love &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Books"&gt;Black Books&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dylan_Moran"&gt;Dylan Moran&lt;/a&gt; is brilliant in it. Aaditya got a dump of two three seasons from somebody and we were sort of addicted to it. I like the way Dylan has portrayed drunken, unsociable, eccentric Book shop owner. He is a good actor. Alright, he looks cute and that's why I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I happened to watch couple of Black Books episodes and I was surprised to notice that Dylan has co-written the thing. Wikipedia showed that he is a stand-up comedian, so I searched on youtube and voila! I got clips of some of his tours..... Monster and Like, Totally. They are hilarious. I liked his style of shows... he drinks wine and smokes on stage (sometimes snacks as well). And I think the character of Book shop owner is what he is in his real life. I mean, except the shop owner bit, he is all the other things - drunken, unsociable and eccentric! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the comments on Dylan's episodes mentioned about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eddie_Izzard"&gt;Eddie Izzard&lt;/a&gt;. So the next thing I had to do is to see Eddie's performances. Thanks for youtube, nowadays watching videos is so easy. Ummm, Eddie has his own style (which is similar to that of Dylan's style in a weird way..... Ok, I think it should be other way round, since Eddie is about 9 years older than Dylan). Once you get used to it, you kind of start liking his clothes, his makeup and his shoes (oh, yeah!). And then there is no getting over it. I saw some of his episodes with drag and then there was this interview in which he was normal (I mean not cross dressed)... and I thought - Ummm, he looks more "interesting" when he is all made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. May be, that's just me... you can checkout yourself and let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-8292966737995313211?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/8292966737995313211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=8292966737995313211' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8292966737995313211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8292966737995313211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/09/dylan-moran-and-eddie-izzard.html' title='Dylan Moran and Eddie Izzard'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-4186714442197992149</id><published>2008-08-25T23:27:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:20:07.893+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Definition of wife - de la Vatsyayana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vatsyayana&lt;/span&gt; draws a picture of the good wife and may be taken as to be a faithful reflection of real life. The picture exhibits those qualities of service and self-restraint as well as sound household management, which have remained the hallmark of Hindu, wives down to the present day. The wife is supposed to devote herself to her husband as though to a deity. She should personally look after the comforts of her husband. She shares her husband’s fasts and vows, not brooking into refusal. She attends festivities, social gatherings, sacrifices, and religious processions, only with his permission. She engages sports approved by him. She avoids company of disreputable women, shows him no signs of displeasure, and does not loiter about at the doorstep, or in solitary places for a long time. She is not puffed up with prosperity, and she does not give charity to anyone without informing her husband. She honors her husband’s friends, as is their due, with gifts of garlands, unguents, and toilet. She serves her father-in-law and mother-in-law and abides by their commands. When in their presence, she makes no replies, speaks few but sweet words, and does not laugh aloud. She engages servants in their proper work and honors them on festive occasions. Above all, when her husband is gone abroad she lives a life of ascetic restraint: she gives up wearing all ornaments excepting the marks of her married state: she engages in religious rites and fasts: she acts as bidden by her superiors: she does not go out to visit her relations except on occasions of calamities or festivities: when she visits them, she does so only for a short while and in the company of her husband’s people. When her husband returns home, she goes forth immediately to meet him in her sober dress, and then she worships the gods and makes gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Apart from attending to her husband and his parents, relations, as well as his friends, the wife has complete and comprehensive charge of the household. She keeps the household absolutely clean, adorns it with festoons of flowers, and polishes the floor completely smooth. She looks after the worship of the gods at the household shrine and the offering of bali oblations three times a day. In the garden attached to the house she plants beds of various vegetables, herbs, plants, and trees. She keeps a store of various provisions in the house. She knows how to spin and weave, how to look after agriculture, cattle-breeding, and draught animals, how to take care of her husband’s domestic pets and so forth. She frames an annual budget and makes her expenses accordingly. She keeps daily accounts and makes up the total at the end of the day. During her husband’s absence she exerts herself in order that his affairs may not suffer. She increases the income and diminishes the expenditure to the best of her power. In case the woman has a co-wife she looks upon the later as a younger sister when she is older in age, and as a mother when she herself is younger.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have one thing to say - I was definitely a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;husband&lt;/span&gt; in my last incarnation ( to be more specific, in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gupta&lt;/span&gt; age).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4186714442197992149?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4186714442197992149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4186714442197992149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4186714442197992149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4186714442197992149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/09/definition-of-wife-de-la-vatsyayana.html' title='Definition of wife - de la Vatsyayana'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-4040420374176008334</id><published>2008-08-15T19:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:41:54.320+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Shipping to India</title><content type='html'>Shopping for Pari ends up leaving me exasperated and exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of number of things I had to buy, but because I wanted to buy the right things. Here in Bangalore, I am finding it really difficult to get good baby products. Most of the things in small shops are run-of-the-mill with low or mediocre quality and things in big shops are way too expensive with very little or no variety to choose from. So most of the times we end up buying very very expensive stuff, since there is no other choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not necessary that all the products of well known (thus expensive) brands are good. So just going by brand value doesn't really help. It's more about the usability and how well baby accepts it. So far I found that other parents' reviews are very useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time checking reviews in Amazon and decided on couple of products. To my surprise, in spite of being innovative and useful, these product are not expensive. But the problem is, none of them are available in India so I tried to order them from Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? They are not delivering in India. I got this message,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*** We're sorry. This item can't be shipped to your selected destination. You may either change the shipping address or delete the item from your order by changing its quantity to 0 and clicking the update button below. (&lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/stores/browse/-/468634/pop-up/ref=ord_cisa_isr" target="AmazonHelp" onclick="return amz_js_PopWin('/exec/obidos/tg/stores/browse/-/468634/pop-up/ref=ord_cisa_isr','AmazonHelp','width=340,height=340,resizable=1,scrollbars=1,toolbar=1,status=1');"&gt;See geographical restrictions.&lt;/a&gt;) ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not bulky things, neither electronics items. I wonder why they are not shipping those to India. When I tried to find more information regarding their "geographical constraints", I found that they are delivering to all over US, including prisons (yes, they have mentioned about it too), but not to India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am annoyed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4040420374176008334?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4040420374176008334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4040420374176008334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4040420374176008334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4040420374176008334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/08/shipping-to-india.html' title='Shipping to India'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-112473693381524292</id><published>2008-08-13T00:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:57:10.277+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The shock treatment</title><content type='html'>Found this on &lt;a href="http://www.weirduniverse.net"&gt;weird universe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's literally &lt;a href="http://www.weirduniverse.net/blog/permalink/smoking_cessation_lighter/"&gt;shocking invention&lt;/a&gt; which is for smokers (who are trying hard to quit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.weirduniverse.net/images/uploads/shocklighter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lighter is supposed to deliver a shock every time you light a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about those "Have a light?" requests.... nobody is gonna light your cigarette for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-112473693381524292?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112473693381524292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=112473693381524292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/112473693381524292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/112473693381524292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/08/shock-treatment.html' title='The shock treatment'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-4528890071813861481</id><published>2008-07-30T12:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:21:55.942+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TamTam</title><content type='html'>Have a look at this miniTamTam demo video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/31L9qaxOrp0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/31L9qaxOrp0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed by the number of things kids can do with this application. The UI is so much intuitive that they can figure out most of the stuff by themselves. But that's not all about it. The best thing is, one can actually make some serious music using this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see these typical toy laptops in market, I feel sad. They don't offer much beyond couple of prerecorded melodies and some cheap learn A-B-C doodles. So once kids are beyond learn A-B-C phase, these toys are no more fun for them. And for such things you have to pay atleast half of what OLPC costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they come up with something as bright and as fun as OLPC for all the kids (or OLPC becomes easily available for buying). I would love to buy this for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- TamTam is written in Python using pyGTK as the GUI library.  It uses Csound as it’s sound engine. I have started admiring Python all the more now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4528890071813861481?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4528890071813861481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4528890071813861481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4528890071813861481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4528890071813861481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/07/tamtam.html' title='TamTam'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-2086930840546265796</id><published>2008-07-23T19:05:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:28:12.999+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Tiger</title><content type='html'>Today I am feeling adventurous enough, so I decided to file my Income Tax return.... all by myself. The last year return filing was total disaster. I think I procrastinated for too long, and then to add to the problem I am lazy, so my last year's return was filed in January. That makes it about seven months late. But then, when you late, number of months don't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was what happened last time. But this time as a pleasant contrast, I decided to file my return on time. I wanted to hire somebody to do it for me. But since I am in Himachal right now, getting access to such agents is not easy. I saw couple of mails floating about (in our company newsgroup) online return filing. And I decided that today is the day to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am doing this in parallel. I mean if I want to record my true feellings, I need to blog while actually filing the return. And thankfully the site is so enough to do this parallely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;6-30 PM Opened https://incometaxindiaefiling.gov.in&lt;br /&gt;6-35 PM Page is visible... damn I need to open this in IE. Due to some problem or other these sites never work in firefox. Ahem!!&lt;br /&gt;6-40 PM So IE it is. Page is loaded and I franatically look for the e-pay or e-file or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;6-42 PM I see downloads and I jump for it.&lt;br /&gt;6-50 PM I downloaded ITR-1 which is for individual or HUF (which is an excel sheet with macros)&lt;br /&gt;6-52 PM I start filling in details. The form looks tedious and geeky. It says - Green cells are for data entry. Don not cut paste while dataentry. ITR--&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;7-00 PM Damn, what is my ward number? I have no clue. I don't have copies of last years return with me. I am soooooooo lost!&lt;br /&gt;7-10 PM My brother told me to get the ward number from &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://incometaxindiaefiling.gov.in/knowpan/knowpan.jsp"&gt;https://incometaxindiaefiling.gov.in/knowpan/knowpan.jsp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-20 PM This page is taking forever to display result.&lt;br /&gt;7-22 PM OMG, I think I downloaded wrong ITR form. The form says it's for 2008-09. Gah! need to click on &lt;a href="https://incometaxindiaefiling.gov.in/portal/efiling_ay0708.do?isDisplayAY0708Menu=true" class="subhead-red"&gt;e-Filing A.Y. 2007-08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-25 PM Ok, I got the "right" form now. Also I downloaded   &lt;a href="https://incometaxindiaefiling.gov.in/portal/downloads07-08/itr/user_guide/itr1_excel_guide.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;itr1_excel_guide&lt;/a&gt; just in case. Now that has caused problem and that IE window is not opening.&lt;br /&gt;7-30 PM I still don't know the ward number since the page is still not done.&lt;br /&gt;7-35 PM I killed the IE and tried to open the excel guide link again.&lt;br /&gt;7-40 PM Damn, Damn Damn, It opened the pdf document, but now my mouse has stopped moving. I am using only keyboard to navigate right now.&lt;br /&gt;7-45 PM Thankfully things became better when the whole pdf download was complete. I should have saved the file instead of opening it in IE. :-( Anyway, I did that now.&lt;br /&gt;7.47 PM So now I have the right form and the guide as well. I am all set.&lt;br /&gt;7-55 PM This form is equally frightful and the guide file is scarier that the form. I tried to read the guide but abondoned the idea after going through 7 pgaes. (It has total 54 pages).&lt;br /&gt;7-57 PM This was trying enough to make me hungry. /me goes off to eat something.&lt;br /&gt;8-15 PM Burp! I am back to tackle the forms now.&lt;br /&gt;8-25 PM Excel sheet has five tabs. I am done with the first tab. The guide says click on next button which is seen in the top portion of the form.&lt;br /&gt;8-27 PM The button is not getting pressed. After 8-9 attempts I somehow managed to click the button. It switched to second tab and flashed this&lt;br /&gt;"The cell or chart you are trying to change is protected and therefore read-only."&lt;br /&gt;8-30 PM I still decide to go ahead and try it.&lt;br /&gt;8-31 PM Ok, I am able to fill is details. I think some cells are marked read-only by IT dept. and they are throwing warning.&lt;br /&gt;8-50 PM Sigh.... I am done with filling in details as per Form 16A&lt;br /&gt;9-00 PM Huh, next page is asking for tax paid details. My form 16 doesnt have bank name and branch name. Do I need to fill in this?&lt;br /&gt;9-05 PM I decided to validate the pages which are already filled. OMG, page 2 shows refund of 823426 Rs.&lt;br /&gt;9-20 PM I have checked everything twice already and still don't understand how the self-assessment tax is calculated in this excel sheet.&lt;br /&gt;9-30 PM I have no clue about how to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;10-00 PM I am going to check with some CA tomorrow.&lt;/blockquote&gt;:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-2086930840546265796?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/2086930840546265796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=2086930840546265796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2086930840546265796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2086930840546265796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/07/return-of-tiger.html' title='Return of the Tiger'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-5723764217629828426</id><published>2008-07-12T20:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-27T18:47:49.124+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='himachal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sinful Khatta Meat</title><content type='html'>I am not really known for my cooking skills. In fact, people are wary of my cooking, since they need to praise it (sometimes even if things don't taste good). The things I cook mostly involve about 30 minutes of cooking time. I firmly believe that, if something can not be cooked in 30 minutes, then it's not worth trying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given choice, I would always avoid any of those meat recipes (especially Indian once). All of them consist elaborate steps and they take forever to complete. But when I tasted this Khatta meat, it made me want to try it myself. My father-in-law cooks this with such a finesse, that it's lip smacking taste lingers on for days together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like your meat with a bit of zing, then this recipe is for you. It's sinfully dark (black with a hint of green) and just enough sour (to give you a kick). It doesn't need too many spices, just a bowl of good fresh meat and lots and lots of patience. So try this recipe, if you have at least four hours to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Meat (cut into medium size pieces) : 1 kg&lt;br /&gt;2. Onion (coarsely chopped) : 500 gm&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mustard_oil"&gt;mustard oil&lt;/a&gt; : 200 gm&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bay_leaves"&gt;bay leaves&lt;/a&gt; : 2-3&lt;br /&gt;5. garlic (crushed) : 5-6 cloves&lt;br /&gt;6. ginger (finely chopped) : half inch piece&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coriander_seed"&gt;coriander seed&lt;/a&gt; powder : 2 spoons&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asafoetida"&gt;Asafoetida&lt;/a&gt; : two pinches&lt;br /&gt;9. turmeric powder : 2 spoons&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aniseed"&gt;Aniseed&lt;/a&gt; (sounf) : 4 spoons&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fenugreek_seed"&gt;fenugreek seeds&lt;/a&gt; (roasted and crushed): 1 spoon&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green_cardamom"&gt;green cardamom&lt;/a&gt; (make a slit in each) : 8&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://recipes.wikia.com/wiki/Amchoor"&gt;aamchur&lt;/a&gt; : 8 spoons&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daikon"&gt;Daikon Radish&lt;/a&gt; or mooli (take only white part and cut into 1 inch long pieces): 250 gm (this is not mandatory)&lt;br /&gt;15. Salt as per taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to get going:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take big enough pan, so that the meat can be mixed easily. Heat pan and pour mustard oil. Once oil is hot enough (you should be able to see a sort of smoke rising), put onions and meat pieces. Add salt (will need about two spoons) as per taste and mix the mixture well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it cook for about 60 minutes (yes, you got it right) on the lowest flame possible. Add Daikon Radish pieces and let it all cook for another 30 minutes. You will need to stir the mixture once in a while to avoid burning. Once it starts boiling, the onions will slowly dissolve and meat pieces will release juice. The pieces are to cooked in their own juices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you see oil getting separated in the mixture, add the spices - coriander seed powder, asafoetida, turmeric, aniseed, fenugreek seeds, ginger, garlic and bay leaves. Mix the mixture until oil separates further. When it becomes sort of dry, add aamchur and cook for another 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the dry meat is ready. (You can eat this stuff as starter as well. It tastes yummy). Add water as required and let it boil for about 10 minutes. Tadah, your mouthwatering khatta meat is ready. Enjoy it with plain rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-5723764217629828426?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/5723764217629828426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=5723764217629828426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5723764217629828426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5723764217629828426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/07/sinful-khatta-meat.html' title='Sinful Khatta Meat'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-1407639106209814514</id><published>2008-07-10T18:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:56:26.607+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>What's cooking today?</title><content type='html'>Nowadays, the most difficult problem for me is to plan for food at home. I dread the time when my cook comes and asks me "What should I cook today?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's due to number of reasons. I never get enough time (mainly due to lack of interest) to find out inventory in my kitchen. Buying stuff in supermarkets is my favorite time-pass.  I also enjoy buying vegetables from the street market. It's so much fun. You can roam around aimlessly and decide on which vendor has the freshest vegetables. Also there are so many vegetables out there that one can plan for the meal right there. I love deciding what to cook depending on what vegetables I see in market. Not to mention that I end up buying veriety of things whenever I go for veggie shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I like to buy vegetables, I don't get to do that. Our new house is bit far from the market place, so I rarely go for vegetable shopping. Thus I never know what's available either in home or in market. There are very few dishes which one can make without any advance notice, so I have no choice but to choose from one of the vegetables available at home. In short, we end up eating bread-butter from breakfast, beans for lunch and capsicum for dinner (ok, sometimes we cook peas too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of days back, when I was looking at my outlook meeting calendar, one idea struck me. I decided to prepare a complete menu for breakfast, lunch, dinner for a week. This way, my cook can stock the required vegetables and preplan the soaking, boiling et al. and the biggest relief is that he won't have to come to me to ask the same question everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding what to eat is such a big challenge. When we don't notice, we can afford to gobble as many calories as we can. But when things are put down on paper, the whole equation changes. One becomes extremely "health" conscious. Hmm, if I have aloo-paratha for breakfast, I should have only salad in night. OMG, How can I have Rajma four times a week? And the list goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me whole three days to plan the menu, but I am happy with the outcome. It looks colorful and delicious (at least on paper). Now that I am done with it,  it will keep on repeating (until we get bored of it).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-1407639106209814514?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/1407639106209814514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=1407639106209814514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1407639106209814514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1407639106209814514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-cooking-today.html' title='What&apos;s cooking today?'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-156648239739148494</id><published>2008-06-27T01:33:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:42:58.431+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='himachal'/><title type='text'>Lovely Himachal</title><content type='html'>Last summer when we were in Himachal it was pretty dry. I distinctly remember our trip to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chamba,_Himachal_Pradesh"&gt;Chamba&lt;/a&gt;. The road to Chamba travels through series of mountains. All the mountains were so dry and bare, it reminded me of Bandipur forest in summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, things were different. Thanks to pre-monsoon, everywhere I can see lush green mountains. And I am not complaining....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QdxBHCnrr-8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QdxBHCnrr-8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-156648239739148494?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/156648239739148494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=156648239739148494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/156648239739148494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/156648239739148494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/06/lovely-himachal.html' title='Lovely Himachal'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-7402602297676902891</id><published>2008-06-18T14:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:07:29.023+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You suck at photoshop</title><content type='html'>ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I do suck at photoshop after watching &lt;a href="http://www.mydamnchannel.com/Big_Fat_Brain/You_Suck_at_Photoshop/YouSuckatPhotoshop1_398.aspx"&gt;these tutorials&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mydamnchannel.com/Big_Fat_Brain/You_Suck_at_Photoshop/YouSuckatPhotoshop1_398.aspx"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mydamnchannel.com/datastore/internalads/sample_275_163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-7402602297676902891?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/7402602297676902891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=7402602297676902891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7402602297676902891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7402602297676902891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-suck-at-photoshop.html' title='You suck at photoshop'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-7396668429621225980</id><published>2008-04-27T21:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:22:44.764+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New kid on the blog</title><content type='html'>To be frank, there was no time to write even a single blog entry, forget about starting a new blog. Making babies is one hell of a time consuming job.  But I still thought that, it would be a good idea to keep baby-related-cribbing away from this blog. The point is, people who don't like to hear about other people's children (I am one of them) can steer away from the whole thing altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there is so much to write about the baby stuff, that I decided to start a new blog. It's going to be kinda diary of growing-up-of-Pari (at least I have planned it to be so far). I hope that she will have good fun, when she gets to read it some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wished that I had more memories of my childhood. But all I have got are few old photos and some certificates from school - no toys, no old notebooks, no dresses. So I am going to put together small small and totally irrelevant things happening with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she would like to know about her childhood some day. It's going to be bizarre, since all I can do is "cribbing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are interested in knowing about what's going on with our little princess, then do click on &lt;a href="http://babylouge.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Some seriously boring stuff can be expected, so avoid urge to click -- if you are in no mood to doze off right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-7396668429621225980?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/7396668429621225980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=7396668429621225980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/4f/Fractal_Broccoli.jpg/120px-Fractal_Broccoli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-3789926101863729784?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/3789926101863729784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=3789926101863729784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3789926101863729784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3789926101863729784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-1469301324621830491?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/1469301324621830491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=1469301324621830491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1469301324621830491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1469301324621830491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogspot-template.html' title='blogspot template'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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Guess what, in his off time &lt;a href="http://www.iac.org/featured/Featured%20article%20-%20Vol.32,%20No.06%20June%202003.pdf"&gt;he makes planes&lt;/a&gt;. OMG! how k3w1 is that.... A plane, which can actually fly too. I think living in US has it's own advantages. Here in India, I am not even allowed to brew stupid beer at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, talking about planes, made me serious about my hobbies. Considering the number of hours he had to put in his hobby (thousands of hours I was told), all my hobbies seem like mere passing fancies (as Aaditya likes to describe them as).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other day, I decided to buy, rather make a telescope. I did some research, talked to people who are already owning one, even googled for shops in Bangalore. Apparently, it's pretty expensive to build a decent telescope. Ahem! May be, someday I will have enough money to spend on such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The other day, I read about a ball pit on &lt;a href="http://blag.xkcd.com/2007/11/19/growing-up/"&gt;xkcd blog&lt;/a&gt;. Seriously fun stuff to have at home, me thinks. Now only if I could find such &lt;a href="http://www.tinkertots.com/500cobapitba.html"&gt;crush-proof balls&lt;/a&gt; in Bangalore! I need to google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one more crazy idea of having a jacuzzi setup at home. I would call it crazy because, both our bathrooms don't have enough space to even fit in a decent bath tub. So I came up with a workaround, to get rid of bed in the second bedroom and install jacuzzi in the middle of the bedroom. Aaditya explained to me that it needs lots of fitting (and not just in/out water pipes) to be done with cement work involved. Sigh! I don't think our landlord (yes, we have rented a flat) is ever going to happy about that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only somewhat-doable fancy idea is doing-lot-of-paintings-in-Himachal. I am planning to carry my oil paints and brushes (damn, I can't carry my shiny new stand) and go around places to do paintings. I will need somebody to carry the stuff for me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - It is raining now... and I feel like walking near the swimming pool. But I won't (since its 12-30 AM now).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4192387347683476172?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4192387347683476172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4192387347683476172' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4192387347683476172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4192387347683476172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-things-i-fancy.html' title='Random things I fancy'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-2683076488004229608</id><published>2008-02-01T23:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:36:15.197+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patent'/><title type='text'>Make PDF from patent</title><content type='html'>I came across this amazing software &lt;a href="http://tothink.com/pat2pdf/"&gt;pat2pdf&lt;/a&gt;, which accepts US patent number and gives back patent document in PDF file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-2683076488004229608?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/2683076488004229608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=2683076488004229608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2683076488004229608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2683076488004229608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/02/make-pdf-from-patent.html' title='Make PDF from patent'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-2226823174720590097</id><published>2008-01-20T00:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-20T01:31:40.596+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Everything you ever wanted to know!</title><content type='html'>I am hooked to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bill_Bryson"&gt;Bill Bryson&lt;/a&gt; books nowadays. I started off with&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Short_History_of_Nearly_Everything"&gt;A short history of nearly everything&lt;/a&gt;, but switched to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Notes-Big-Country-Bill-Bryson/dp/0552997862/ref=sr_1_26?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1200770365&amp;amp;sr=1-26"&gt;Notes from a big country&lt;/a&gt; after couple of chapters. Not because it was a boring read, but mainly because I could not read that big book comfortably enough. At the same time, I wanted to read more from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His travel books are great fun. I must confess that it's been long since I had laughed out loud while reading book. He has a very peculiar style of putting things on paper, as he has experienced them himself. One needs to read his books to understand how exciting "travel writing" could be. He sure knows how make boring travel notes exceptionally funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not all about him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A short history of nearly everything&lt;/span&gt; is a general science book. He took up writing this book when his son asked him something which he didn't know. He has done quite a research to put all those science facts together in that book. And he has managed to keep it enough interesting too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely agree with him when he says that the science text book authors had been very dry and kept all the good and interesting stuff to themselves while writing the science text books. In fact, I think our lack of scientific curiosity is mainly due to our boring science text books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the way he has written about big bang. Now that I have completed his travel book, I can't wait to get back to the other book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much fun it would be to learn sciences at school, if text books are written by likes of Bill Bryson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-2226823174720590097?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/2226823174720590097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=2226823174720590097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2226823174720590097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2226823174720590097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/01/everything-you-ever-wanted-to-know.html' title='Everything you ever wanted to know!'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-3265392283834835534</id><published>2008-01-11T22:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:17:14.801+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microsoft'/><title type='text'>Bill Gates last day at Microsoft!</title><content type='html'>This is absolutely hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered how Bill Gates' last day in Microsoft is going to be? Are you curious to know what he would want to do next? After Microsoft what next? All this and lot more questions are answered here. A must watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HEWMC4usElM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HEWMC4usElM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never doubt magic of software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years he is Finally taking work-life balance seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what money CAN'T buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-3265392283834835534?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/3265392283834835534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=3265392283834835534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3265392283834835534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3265392283834835534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/01/bill-gates-last-day-at-microsoft.html' title='Bill Gates last day at Microsoft!'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-3756017841863064195</id><published>2008-01-09T22:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:18:05.834+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><title type='text'>Yooohoo! Driverless car!!</title><content type='html'>I was too happy read &lt;a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5gX_0j9c5xALZczXkvPXQaZlMOnRQD8U0LUMO0"&gt;this news&lt;/a&gt; about driverless cars to be ready by 2018. Can you believe, Cars that drive themselves — even park at their destination — could be ready for sale within a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel that driving is a highly stressful job. I already tried learning "driving" twice, but there is not much of improvement. For me, managing ABC and gears and watching the road at the same time is beyond human scope. So far I am comfortable in driving, provided there no other vehicles on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally treat all drivers (no matter how good or bad they drive) with high regards. I look up to all those people, who can drive and talk on phone at the same time (something which I can not even dream to do in this lifetime). It overwhelms me, when I see people parking their cars perfectly. And reversing a car, while looking into the back mirror is something out-of-the-world thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all this, it's no surprise that I would jump at the prospects of driverless car. but then, I should not be too happy, since such cars will be mostly available in US only. It will take another trillion years to get them working on Bangalore roads.... unless they invent something which doesn't require roads at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-3756017841863064195?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/3756017841863064195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=3756017841863064195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3756017841863064195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3756017841863064195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2008/01/yooohoo-driverless-car.html' title='Yooohoo! Driverless car!!'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-2102853160108973368</id><published>2007-12-23T21:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:16:25.357+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xkcd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>xkcd and Neil Gaiman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Randall_Munroe"&gt;Randall Munroe&lt;/a&gt; talk at authors@google. OMG! He looks sooooooooo cute . Although I felt that he is way more witty on his &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/"&gt;xkcd&lt;/a&gt; cartoons than in real life. But he sure is very very famous, since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.python.org/%7Eguido/"&gt;Guido van Rossum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donald_Knuth"&gt;Donald Knuth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; were also present there and asked questions in Q&amp;amp;A session. Woot! it was great to see all these guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zJOS0sV2a24&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zJOS0sV2a24&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It got me more interested in authors@google series and I searched through whole stack of videos on YouTube. There are lot of videos posted by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=AtGoogleTalks" onclick="_hbLink('ChannelNameLink','Watch3ChannelVideos');"&gt;AtGoogleTalks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Well, apparently I don't know most of the authors, who have been there (looks like Aaditya is not buying enough "famous" books).... until I found &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neil_gaiman"&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/a&gt;. And I am so happy that I found him there. He is  just amazing. He read his poems from his book "Fragile things" and talked about his writing and movies scripting and a lot of other stuff. I just adore him, he is too cool. It makes me wonder if they could invite &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terry_Pratchett"&gt;Terry Pratchett&lt;/a&gt; sometime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7LmfCGy_ZLg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7LmfCGy_ZLg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome to be able to see and hear these people speak. I wish Cisco could have such events too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-2102853160108973368?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/2102853160108973368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=2102853160108973368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2102853160108973368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2102853160108973368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/12/xkcd-and-neil-gaiman.html' title='xkcd and Neil Gaiman'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-3167029178909980598</id><published>2007-12-12T18:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:42:37.490+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><title type='text'>Risk Management</title><content type='html'>Just finished my Risk management class, which has left me all exhausted. Next time when I get this urge of enrolling for any management training, I should remind myself about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that it was a bad training. It's just that I was feeling out-of-place all the time. Mainly because, most of the other people were PMs or preparing for PMP (or something like that). I was being bombarded by all sorts of management jargons all the times.....  completely wrong place for a DBA to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I survived three whole days and managed to learn a thing or two about the "risks" too. The instructor was fun and he managed to keep the whole class "interested" all the time with his puns (and questions.... oh boy, it's hard to sleep in the class, when somebody keeps asking pointed questions). One remarkable thing was that I could understand probability (finally) due to this class (alright, I can only do a dice stuff for now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote down certain jargons (e.g. scattered diagrams, extreme programming, Monte Carlo method.... there are lots) , and I am going to read about them soon (purely because I fancied them so much).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-3167029178909980598?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/3167029178909980598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=3167029178909980598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3167029178909980598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3167029178909980598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/12/risk-management.html' title='Risk Management'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-8677479055365492888</id><published>2007-12-07T12:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:13:24.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'allo 'allo and Only fools and Horses</title><content type='html'>Aaditya has got hold of loads of episodes of 'allo 'allo, Blackadder and of course, IT crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems 'allo 'allo is listed at 13th position in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Britain%27s_Best_Sitcom"&gt;Britain's best sitcom list&lt;/a&gt; ,while Blackadder is way ahead at 2nd position. I tried couple of episodes of Blackadder, but i think I like 'allo 'allo better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was curious about Only fools and Horses, since it has topped the list. Thanks to youtube, I could watch some episodes of Only fools and Horses. I think I like this Del boy and Rodney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8PNVWZgkDTk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8PNVWZgkDTk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-8677479055365492888?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/8677479055365492888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=8677479055365492888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8677479055365492888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8677479055365492888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/12/allo-allo-and-only-fools-and-horses.html' title='&apos;allo &apos;allo and Only fools and Horses'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-1517709141952410210</id><published>2007-11-30T18:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:33:44.770+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I miss my treo</title><content type='html'>Today I spent most of the time searching for some decent games for Nokia E61i. There are lot of free games available, but I have finally concluded that playing games on nokia is really painful. I miss my treo, mainly for the touch screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why nokia didn't have touch screen in E61.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-1517709141952410210?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/1517709141952410210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=1517709141952410210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1517709141952410210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1517709141952410210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-miss-my-treo.html' title='I miss my treo'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-1301628070505175211</id><published>2007-11-19T19:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:38:07.038+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reading hat</title><content type='html'>Woohooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anansi_Boys"&gt;Anansi Boys&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neil_Gaiman"&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/a&gt;. I will start with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stardust_%28book%29"&gt;Stardust&lt;/a&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inching forward in this &lt;a href="http://sood.net.in/journal/index.php/archives/2007/11/14/books-read/"&gt;list&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neil_Gaiman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-1301628070505175211?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/1301628070505175211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=1301628070505175211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1301628070505175211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1301628070505175211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/11/reading-hat.html' title='Reading hat'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-1215799709932079728</id><published>2007-10-30T23:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:12:24.550+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sushi</title><content type='html'>Ma is here and she is vegetarian. She keeps making lot of things for me, so I decided to cook something different for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I got up with this idea of sushi. I am no fan of raw fish, (but &lt;a href="http://sood.net.in/journal/"&gt;Aaditya&lt;/a&gt; seems to adore sushi). I decided to try out veg sushi instead, so that we all can enjoy it. There are plenty of recipes on net and the process of rolling sticky rice on nori sheets sounds pretty manageable to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the quest for nori sheets, wasabe and Japanese sticky rice has started. Can somebody help me in finding these things in Bangalore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-1215799709932079728?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/1215799709932079728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=1215799709932079728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1215799709932079728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1215799709932079728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/10/sushi.html' title='Sushi'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-5102548781643740638</id><published>2007-10-29T12:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-29T12:55:20.134+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>Further additions</title><content type='html'>We got Halo3 and I am glad to accept that I suck at FPS. It took me a while (read days) to walk around and reach a certain river (this was my first mission). But I am doing better. Few more months (LOL) and I will be able to shoot people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Nokia E61i. It's bulky and squarish and I am looking for free apps and games for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-5102548781643740638?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/5102548781643740638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=5102548781643740638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5102548781643740638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5102548781643740638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/10/further-additions.html' title='Further additions'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-2518110904546218397</id><published>2007-10-22T01:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-22T01:04:50.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='himachal'/><title type='text'>Wall painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/1677016868/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2079/1677016868_c0565d5191_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/1677016868/"&gt;Wall painting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/vaishalee/"&gt;vaishalee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was thinking that painting a wall would be same as painting on canvas. But I was totally wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to use whichever paints available in Himachal local shops. I was hoping to get at least plastic emulsion paints, but all I got was normal white distemper paint tin, with 4-5 small color tubes to change colors. I am sure I must have amused the shopkeeper to no end, when I demanded for weird things there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you see, most of the picture is done with white (for obvious reason), and i used those color tubes to get some basic shades here and there. One big difference between these colors and oil paints was, I could not get the color gradient. Also, when I tried to use overlap colors, invariably it would mix and form altogether different shade. May be if I let one color dry for 7-8 days, it would be possible. But as I had decided to paint the front wall in the main hall, my project deadlines were tight. And of course, I could not use more color in one spot to correct something, since it would invariably trickle down the wall. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, I am sure one can do a better job with better type of colors, but I still liked the end result (especially after spending three straight days in that mess).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-2518110904546218397?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/2518110904546218397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=2518110904546218397' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2518110904546218397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2518110904546218397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/10/wall-painting.html' title='Wall painting'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2079/1677016868_c0565d5191_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-7094584720939647023</id><published>2007-10-20T01:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-20T01:32:33.634+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Xbox 360</title><content type='html'>Yes, we have a &lt;a href="http://www.xbox.com/en-US/hardware/?WT.svl=nav"&gt;new addition&lt;/a&gt; to our family and all of us are glued to it. Today we spent about 50k and got lot of electronics (I could not stop Aaditya from his buying spree this time). Ok, at least I could deviate him from buying LCD monitor. Score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note to myself - never take him to eZone again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to Xbox, I loved it's sleek console and cute controllers. We ended up playing for straight 5 hours, as soon as it was unwrapped, so I think it was a good idea to buy wired controllers. I am wondering how long wireless controllers would last. I didn't know that the controllers come in pink color too, but I have no complains with these white ones either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, we could not get much talked about &lt;a href="http://www.xbox.com/en-US/games/h/halo3/launch/20070926halo3biggestday.htm"&gt;Halo-3&lt;/a&gt;. We got &lt;a href="http://www.xbox.com/en-US/games/d/deadoralive4/"&gt;Dead or Alive 4&lt;/a&gt; and it's a good fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-7094584720939647023?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/7094584720939647023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=7094584720939647023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7094584720939647023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7094584720939647023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/10/xbox-360.html' title='Xbox 360'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-7452981582158756562</id><published>2007-10-10T01:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-20T03:12:14.099+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Blog Hopping</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, blog hopping is no more fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In blogspot, out of 10 random blogs displayed, at least 8 are about porn. I am tired of flagging the blogs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-7452981582158756562?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/7452981582158756562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=7452981582158756562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7452981582158756562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7452981582158756562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-hopping.html' title='Blog Hopping'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-8331822908141892423</id><published>2007-09-19T22:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:47:31.726+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><title type='text'>Have money, buy one!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's not quite as simple as that. It's not long back when I &lt;a href="http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/11/d80.html"&gt;posted about D80&lt;/a&gt; and longed for it. I wished I had money to buy it ASAP. Now I actually got the money (Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.sood.net.in/journal/"&gt;Aaditya&lt;/a&gt;), but I am not able to make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lot of confusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I have read too many reviews of 40D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could hire somebody to carry the whole D80 (or any other DSLR for that matter) kit wherever I go. I have seen &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/_chandra_/"&gt;Chandra&lt;/a&gt; lugging around his big camera bag and I can't picture myself doing it. Aaditya has outright refused to help in that matter. Suddenly, lightweight cameras make so much sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my camera wherever I am able to go. On top of the mountain... in the rain... under water... everywhere. Pentax Optio makes me reconsider the purchase of any DSLR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly I don't know if I really need DSLR. I like to take pictures and I sometimes feel that if I had a better camera, I could take better pictures. But lately photos on flickr has forced me to think otherwise. There are some really awesome pictures taken with my current camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-8331822908141892423?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/8331822908141892423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=8331822908141892423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8331822908141892423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8331822908141892423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/09/have-money-buy-one.html' title='Have money, buy one!'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-5556261223054994401</id><published>2007-09-12T23:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T00:37:09.972+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>MakeMyTrip</title><content type='html'>Today I happened to book air tickets after a long long time. We are planning to visit Himachal (again). I was all enthusiastic about planning the trip. But it looks like there are no low-fare airlines as they used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new airport in Himachal now, called "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dharamsala"&gt;Dharamshala&lt;/a&gt;" (actually it's in Gaggal), so I was looking forward for trying it out.  Only Air Deccan has flights on that route, and only &lt;a href="http://www.makemytrip.co.in/"&gt;makemytrip.com&lt;/a&gt; could give the connecting flight information. &lt;a href="http://www.yatra.com/"&gt;Yatra.com&lt;/a&gt; has Dharamshala in the destination list, but it ends up showing no results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start booking with makemytrip for a return journey from Bangalore to Dharamshala. I selected the least available fare flights (we had to travel by air deccan, so there was hardly any choice there). Now the tricky part is, by the time it showed the final itinerary page, either departure or return or both ticket cost changed so drastically that it sounded unbelievable.  e.g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The fare for your return flight has changed. The fare has changed from Rs. 4948 to Rs. 6948 per adult. You can accept this fare, or &lt;a href="http://www.makemytrip.co.in/makemytrip/searchFlightProgress.do?mapTo=searchExactProgress&amp;frompage=modify&amp;amp;currency=Rs." class="rust_Links_10"&gt;click here to make another search.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that, if I take long enough time to chose my flights, then the availability status would change, causing higher fare. But one thing I don't understand is that if start fresh search again, I can still see those low rates after say 5 mins. I tried this about 5-6 times. I also tried to click fast enough through pages (by blindly selecting first ever options it provided), and I still end up seeing fare changes in the last summary page, even though the whole process took less than a minute. It almost looked like one of those auction sites, where bidding amount changes every time you refresh the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen this much fluctuation happening before. I wonder what's going on there! How can fares fluctuate so often? I think most of the people would find it too much of a hassle to search again from the beginning and end up accepting the new fares.  MakeMyTrip is sure counting on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this going to be same if I call up their booking office? By the time I provide my details and credit card information, it will definitely take more than 5 mins. So am I going to hear the booking person say "Oh, by the way, the ticket cost has changed and now it's gonna be 2k more. Tell me within next 1 second if you want it or not."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-5556261223054994401?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/5556261223054994401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=5556261223054994401' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5556261223054994401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5556261223054994401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/09/makemytrip.html' title='MakeMyTrip'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-2880835838797976290</id><published>2007-08-19T17:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:53:34.070+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Halebidu and Belur Temples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/1151894754/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1361/1151894754_78d3bc3637_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/1151894754/"&gt;Halebidu Temple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/vaishalee/"&gt;vaishalee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;Few weeks ago, we been to Shravanabelagola, Belur and Halebidu. I specially liked &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoysaleswara_temple"&gt;Halebidu temple&lt;/a&gt;. The stone work there is so intricate and beautiful, that this temple has been described as an outstanding example of Hindu architecture and as the 'supreme climax of Indian architecture'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad that the temple was sacked and looted by Muslim invaders from northern India.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-2880835838797976290?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/2880835838797976290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=2880835838797976290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2880835838797976290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/2880835838797976290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/08/halebidu-and-belur-temples.html' title='Halebidu and Belur Temples'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1361/1151894754_78d3bc3637_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-4771355423241266061</id><published>2007-07-11T17:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:49:43.392+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>eVite party ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I get almost desperate to do something, when I read one of those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.evite.com/pages/party/partytips.jsp?src=newsletter_071007"&gt;monthly newsletters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; from evite.com site. Basically they provide party ideas and party invitation ideas. The ideas are so cool, that I immediately start seeing myself enjoying one of those parties. Check out few party tips here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer party planning tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Think brunch is all about fine china and scones? Whip up a barbecue brunch with grilled fruit salad and spicy home fries. Summer is the perfect time to try this carefree spin on the midday classic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Throw a sophisticated pool party at sunset. Serve light bites to eat like fancy canapés or sushi along with refreshing, citrus-infused cocktails. Float orchid blossoms or candles along the surface of the pool for added ambiance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Bring your movie night outdoors. Rent a DVD projector, speakers and a screen, or just watch the movie right on top of your stucco. Set up seating on the grass stadium-style with blankets and bean bags in front, lawn chairs and barstools in the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoohoo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For obvious reasons (read I-am-plain-lazy) I can't plan for any of those parties myself, but I would love to be invited to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4771355423241266061?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4771355423241266061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4771355423241266061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4771355423241266061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4771355423241266061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/07/evite-party-ideas.html' title='eVite party ideas'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-7176450690755723184</id><published>2007-07-06T23:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:23:22.112+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Be innovative</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This might be useful. 10 ways to stop those telemarketing calls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) After the  telemarketer finishes speaking, ask him/her to marry you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Tell the  telemarketer you are busy at the moment, and ask him/her if he/she will give you  his/her home phone number so you can call him/her back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Ask them to repeat  everything they say, several times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Tell them it is  dinner time, BUT ask if they would please hold. Put them on your speaker phone  while you continue to eat at your leisure. Smack your food loudly and continue  with your dinner conversation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Tell them that all  business goes through your agent, and hand thephone to your five year old  child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6) Tell them you are  hard of hearing and that they need to speak up..... louder..... louder.....  louder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7) Tell them to speak  very slowly because you want to write every word down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8) If they start out  with, "How are you today?", say "I'm so glad you asked, because no one these  days seems to care, and I have all these problems.........." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9) Cry out in surprise,  "Helen, is that you? I've been hoping you'd call! How is the family?" When  they insist they are not Helen, tell them to stop joking. This works especially  well if the telemarketer is really MALE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;10) Tell the HSBC call  center guy to call on your office number. And give him the ICICI call center  number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am not sure if you can stop those calls with these, but you will at least enjoy them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-7176450690755723184?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/7176450690755723184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=7176450690755723184' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7176450690755723184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/7176450690755723184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-innovative.html' title='Be innovative'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-8595920454344625883</id><published>2007-06-19T14:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:25:35.879+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The list is long and I don't enough time left to catch up on. Besides, all the good movies (read the ones which I really really want to watch) are being taken off very fast one after another. Thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sivaji:_The_Boss"&gt;Sivaji&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, all the other movies are condemned to a very short life, good or no good. While people are killing each other to get Sivaji tickets, I am struggling to get Shrek tickets. Before it all ends, I want to watch following movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shrek_3"&gt;Shrek 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pirates_of_the_Caribbean:_At_World%27s_End"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: At the World's End&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (I like Depp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oceans_Thirteen"&gt;Ocean's Thirteen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Ok, I like Clooney too)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheeni_Kum"&gt;Cheeni kum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sivaji:_The_Boss"&gt;Sivaji&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Alright, I just want to see it for the heck of it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see who wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-8595920454344625883?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/8595920454344625883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=8595920454344625883' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8595920454344625883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8595920454344625883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/06/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-4392317538062807862</id><published>2007-06-10T16:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-10T16:30:43.340+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>Wireless electricity</title><content type='html'>It looks like, soon there will be a &lt;a href="http://web.mit.edu/newsoffice/2007/wireless-0607.html"&gt;solution&lt;/a&gt; available for my &lt;a href="http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/04/w00t-cellphone-with-auto-battery_04.html"&gt;cellphone blues&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clap! Clap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life does look brighter already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4392317538062807862?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4392317538062807862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4392317538062807862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4392317538062807862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4392317538062807862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/06/wireless-electricity.html' title='Wireless electricity'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-8657178185816640069</id><published>2007-05-30T21:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:26:24.898+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>One wedding, One boat ride and lotsa mountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/502110460/in/photostream/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/207/502110460_4adc48cef6_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/502116553/in/set-72157600224555404/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/194/502116553_81f55cef4a_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/504882811/in/set-72157600224992123/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/504882811_9e37f5fa2e_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be all I could say about my last trip. Weather was not so hot and we had really great time. I clicked &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee"&gt;loads of pictures&lt;/a&gt; and half of them are yet to be uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Please vote on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/502162335/"&gt;this photo&lt;/a&gt;, if you think it doesn't deserve to exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-8657178185816640069?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/8657178185816640069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=8657178185816640069' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8657178185816640069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/8657178185816640069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-wedding-one-boat-ride-and-lotsa.html' title='One wedding, One boat ride and lotsa mountains'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/207/502110460_4adc48cef6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-9162706617668344790</id><published>2007-04-26T23:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:08:13.750+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Off to Himachal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With a well deserved vacation of two weeks, I am off to Himachal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/80189459/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/42/80189459_16c2468adb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's going to be warm there right now... but I think it still will be better than Bangalore and it's numerous power cuts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-9162706617668344790?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/9162706617668344790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=9162706617668344790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/9162706617668344790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/9162706617668344790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/04/off-to-himachal.html' title='Off to Himachal'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/42/80189459_16c2468adb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-6486316587661031875</id><published>2007-04-24T02:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-24T03:05:35.803+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><title type='text'>Railroads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am currently hooked to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.2kgames.com/railroads/railroads.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and its becoming hard to make myself work or do anything else, when I am not in office. As soon as I hit home, I want to play this game. Not having cook at home is not helping the situation either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope I will get over it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-6486316587661031875?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/6486316587661031875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=6486316587661031875' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/6486316587661031875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/6486316587661031875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/04/railroads.html' title='Railroads'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-4970440838929672929</id><published>2007-04-13T14:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-16T01:40:56.033+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>chopsticks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My fascination for chopsticks is dated back to my Hongkong trip days. I would call Hongkong true blue Chinese cuisine place. You can get thousands of rice and noodles varieties,  hundreds of dumplings and soups and lots of other Chinese delicacies (which I don't remember names of). The only problem was, by default they provide only chopsticks to eat your food. They expect people to eat with chopsticks and I felt they look down upon people who eat with spoons. Language was a pretty big problem, so asking for a spoon was another tough task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My first experience with chopsticks was not so pleasant. We were at a lunch table and everybody else was eating with chopsticks (well, they all were localites) . When I told them about my inability to use chopsticks, they advised me to try using them first. People around me gave me all sort of tips and tricks to hold the chopsticks and pick up food. But there is nothing like a standard way of using chopsticks. If a certain way works naturally for one person, you won't be even able to hold them properly, if you try the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, totally hungry and fumbling with a dumpling. Picking up soggy, slippery (and yet delicious) dumpling with a pair of chopsticks was almost impossible task for me. I tried to ask for a spoon and fork, but all I got was more instructions to use the chopsticks effectively. Somehow I got the impression that it's not polite to use spoons on the lunch table. My food was just circling in the dish. So I tried to poke into the dumpling to lift it, but all I could do was to lift it until it barely reached about 10 inches height.... and then I had to quickly lean forward to catch it in my mouth. So with a combination of chopsticks and rigorous neck exercise, I managed to eat those three dumplings (Now I know why Chinese people are so petite). I was all awestruck to see all those small cute kids eating seamlessly with chopsticks. Eventually they handed me spoons, but I felt a huge complex with that whole chopstick business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That three week trip couldn't do much to improve my chopstick skills. When you somebody demonstrating it, the whole things looks so simple. But in fact there is no more difficult task than that. Chinese people do all sorts of tricks with chopsticks. They can roll the noddles, cut the noodles. pick up slippery dumplings, cut the dumplings, even eat a crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Interesting part is, I managed to learn to eat rice with chopsticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this chopstick episode was reminded because of this mail I got, which had explanation about "How to use chopsticks". There is no point going through the steps, since it doesn't help much. But the "Bad manners" listed in the end were quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bad Manners (Using chopsticks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;    &lt;ul  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" type="circle"&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mayoi-bashi: Mayoi means "dithering". It is  bad manners to wave your chopsticks around aimlessly over the food, trying to  decide what to take next. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Utsuri-bashi: Changing the food you have  selected after you have touched the food. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saguri-bashi: Looking for contents in a soup  with chopsticks. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sashi-bashi: Sashi means "inserting". It is  bad manners to spear food with the points of the chopsticks as if they were a  fork. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yose-bashi: Yose means "drawing near". It is  bad manners to pull the dishes towards you using the chopsticks. Always pick the  dishes up in the hand. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yoko-bashi: Keeping chopsticks together and  using them like spoon. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Komi-bashi: Raking foods into one's already  full mouth with chopsticks. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neburi-bashi: Licking the ends of chopsticks.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;h2  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Other tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;ul  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" type="circle"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't eat with a broken or mismatched pair of  chopsticks. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't eat twice in a row from the same dish  except your rice bowl. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't stick chopsticks in your rice. This is  commonly done at funerals, or as an offering which is placed on the alter at an  ancestral shrine. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't dig under food to get the best pieces.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't eat food directly from the central  plate, transfer it to your bowl first. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't lick your chopsticks. Don't stab your  food with a chopstick. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't set chopsticks on your bowl of dishes.  Chopsticks should be placed on the table, chopstick holder or tray. When you are  not using the chopsticks, put them in front of you onto the table or a dish with  the tip to the left. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do not give food from your chopsticks directly  to somebody other's chopsticks. Only at Buddhist funerals where the bones of the  burned body are given in that way from person to person. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't make noise with your chopsticks. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Neither point with the chopsticks to something  or somebody nor move them too much around in the air. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't reach across another person with your  chopsticks. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Knife and fork are used for Western food only.  Spoons are used for eating certain Japanese dishes, for example donburi or  Japanese style curry rice. A Chinese style ceramic spoon is sometimes used to  eat soups. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Making slurping noises while eating noodles is  perfectly acceptable in &lt;span id="lw_1175154125_1" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;. There is no need  to excuse yourself for making noises while eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All said, I am happy that I belong to a country, where I can choose to eat with hands and it is perfectly acceptable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4970440838929672929?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4970440838929672929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4970440838929672929' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4970440838929672929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4970440838929672929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/04/chopsticks.html' title='chopsticks'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-3654446126905728554</id><published>2007-04-04T15:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-14T03:27:42.228+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>W00t: Cellphone with auto battery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;The battery life of the cellphones is a big concern. Of course, it's a great excuse to cut an unwanted call by saying "My battery is dying.", but there are more disadvantages than the advantages here. It's like Murphy's law - When you really need to call up somebody, you end up having low battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fed up with number of chargers lying around in my house. Every time you buy a new phone, you get a new charger. No cellphone manufacturers like to have their two phone with same charger style. They take pride in re-designing the chargers... new shape, new connectors, new voltage, new current blah blah. So if you have n cellphones, you get to have n chargers. So when you are traveling, you need to carry all your chargers wherever you go (since charging stations are not really reliable yet). I wish all the cellphone manufacturers could come up with something like an universal charger, which can charge all the cellphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or better still, if there is some sort of auto powered battery... or something with a hand-crank to charge the battery manually. It will be awesome if they come up with a battery, which can get charged with sunlight, like those calculators. Or they can use voice to charge the battery.... more you talk, longer your phone will get charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, it will work better for the service providers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-3654446126905728554?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/3654446126905728554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=3654446126905728554' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3654446126905728554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3654446126905728554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/04/w00t-cellphone-with-auto-battery_04.html' title='W00t: Cellphone with auto battery'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-1432909238982405561</id><published>2007-03-20T16:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:50:55.887+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every time I login to my online bank account, I have this genuine hope that couple of millions would be credited there by some unknown account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So far it hasn't happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-1432909238982405561?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/1432909238982405561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=1432909238982405561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1432909238982405561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/1432909238982405561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/03/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-3262264931050518927</id><published>2007-02-26T01:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:52:00.880+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>US Trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been very busy lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had to plan for my first ever US trip in real hurry, since my manager wanted me to go only during certain period. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://chandra-travelogue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chandra&lt;/a&gt; and my brother (who came to see me off from Hyderabad), I could barely pack my bags in time to catch the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In US, I had a real good time... Thanks to all my friends out there. &lt;a href="http://thedreamer.blog-city.com/"&gt;Saanchi&lt;/a&gt; was placed in the same hotel and we shopped till we dropped. It was sort of re-bonding for us after our Hyderabad days together. &lt;a href="http://dkdotcz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daku&lt;/a&gt;, Shekhar, Sandesh, Peshla, Kiran, Suresh, Rajiv, &lt;a href="http://tinyseal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Madhuri&lt;/a&gt;, Jotsna and her husband.... list is long (and not all of them have blogs :-P ).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They took good care of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had lot of fun and some really good food. My colleagues in US were surprised to know that I had so many friends in US. I think they were plain jealous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bought some bizarre things (i.e. camping tent, sleeping bags et al), due to which I had to leave some important things (read chocolates) back. I had to make numerous trips to the check-in counter, since my cabin baggage was exceeding their tiny 7kg limit. After a lot of struggle, I could somehow distribute the stuff in check-in luggage and cabin luggage. &lt;a href="http://dkdotcz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daku&lt;/a&gt; was kind enough to keep my excess stuff with her. Thus finally I was back in Bangalore. It's good to be home.... back to husband. I missed him a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could barely settle down and then it was &lt;a href="http://www.sood.net.in/journal/"&gt;Aaditya's&lt;/a&gt; turn to go. Sigh! We are kinda weird couple. All such things end up happening to us. We go to places and enjoy them... just that it's never together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, jokes apart, my previous packing experience helped me a lot this time. We were pretty much organized, except for the last part where we couldn't find Ashok (Aaditya's friend) on airport. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was saying, we were doing it really well. We made a checklist of things to be carried, documents to be printed, list of phone numbers etc etc. All the bags were neatly packed , tagged and we were all set to go. I requested Ashok to join us in his car, so that we can get ride back from airport. We loaded all bags in Ashok's car since it was nice big one. We (me and Aalok) jumped into the cab with Aaditya and Ashok followed us in his car. Somewhere on the way, he lost us and then we realized that we won't be able to call up Ashok, since none of us have his cell number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At airport the departure gate was flooding with people (make sure you avoid flying on Friday nights), and we were so engrossed in packing that we didn't even decide the meeting spot. We ended up running around quite a bit to find him. It was a long painful wait before we could spot him again. The queue (trust me there was a long queue just to enter inside the airport) had tripled by then. But all is well which ends well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now Aaditya is in US and I am missing him . The cycle continues..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-3262264931050518927?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/3262264931050518927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=3262264931050518927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3262264931050518927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/3262264931050518927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/02/us-trips.html' title='US Trips'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-4444090392480433798</id><published>2007-02-24T03:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T03:24:50.918+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>W00t: MyKar</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried to find your car in a parking lot full of cars? I think it's pretty common. And the frustration when your car is not found is much more common. I never can remember the place where I park my car. Whichever things I decide as a landmark happen to be found at every other turn. If it's inside the building, I end up forgetting the level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was some device which can detect the car and guide me to my car. Something with a small basic screen, which can show arrows and tell me where is my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody working on it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-4444090392480433798?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/4444090392480433798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=4444090392480433798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4444090392480433798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/4444090392480433798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/02/w00t-mykar.html' title='W00t: MyKar'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-6037641634534359123</id><published>2007-02-16T12:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:51:38.396+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><title type='text'>What's your score?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I happened to read "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.schneier.com/blog/archives/2006/12/automated_targe.html"&gt;Automated Targeting System&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" by Bruce Schneier. It talks about some program being run by U.S. customs agencies for past several years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am just back from US trip and I shudder to think what my score would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-6037641634534359123?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/6037641634534359123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=6037641634534359123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/6037641634534359123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/6037641634534359123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-your-score.html' title='What&apos;s your score?'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-5583850664564838745</id><published>2007-02-08T03:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-08T03:27:48.757+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Slow Down Culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Today I came across this article about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Slow Down Culture. It was about the culture in Sweden. The article mentioned one example. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;It goes like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first time I was in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-style: italic;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Sweden&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, one of my colleagues picked  me up at the hotel every morning. It was September, bit cold and snowy. We would  arrive early at the company and he would park far away from the entrance (2000  employees drive their car to work). The first day, I didn't say anything, either  the second or third. One morning I asked, "Do you have a fixed parking space?  I've noticed we park far from the entrance even when there are no other cars in  the lot." To which he replied, "Since we're here early we'll have time to walk,  and whoever gets in late will be late and need a place closer to the door. Don't  you think? Imagine my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It really got me thinking. I wonder how Bangalore would be if we implement slow culture. Will drivers let pedestrians cross on Airport Road? Will auto-fellas give up cutting into the lanes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dream on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-5583850664564838745?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/5583850664564838745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=5583850664564838745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5583850664564838745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5583850664564838745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/02/slow-down-culture.html' title='Slow Down Culture'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-5459998394249357631</id><published>2007-02-08T03:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-08T03:13:05.651+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Fire Alarm</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when I reached hotel  I was pretty tired. I had to do laundry too.... It's been pending since past couple of days. I was sorting out clothes and suddenly fire alarm started screaming. I grabbed my room key and my purse and ran downstairs. I was kinda annoyed since I forgot my sweater and it was pretty cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot of people were standing near lobby. After couple of minutes we were told that everything was alright and we could go back to our rooms. It seems the bunch of Indian guys on my floor had managed to invoke fire alarm while cooking dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-5459998394249357631?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/5459998394249357631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=5459998394249357631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5459998394249357631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/5459998394249357631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/02/fire-alarm.html' title='Fire Alarm'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-117080239772302770</id><published>2007-02-05T04:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:52:36.599+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><title type='text'>San Jose trip</title><content type='html'>Last few weeks have been really hectic. I had to plan for this SJ trip kinda abruptly. I had forgotten to pack lotsa things, since I started doing it at the last minute. But considering the fact that I was not even having enough bags to carry here (I had to borrow a bag), I did a pretty good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days here have been good. I  am seeing  lot of places and uploading photos to flickr too. But I am missing home and Aaditya. It's almost time to go back now. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-117080239772302770?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/117080239772302770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=117080239772302770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/117080239772302770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/117080239772302770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/02/san-jose-trip.html' title='San Jose trip'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-116809198159822735</id><published>2007-01-06T19:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:54:05.021+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>5 things most people don't know about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am not tagged by anyone, but this sounded interesting. So here is my list,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I hesitate a lot before opening a conversation   with unknown people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. I love the smell of roasted fenugreek seeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. I wish I could be a painter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. I desperately want to patent something on my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. I want to learn one foreign language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-116809198159822735?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/116809198159822735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=116809198159822735' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116809198159822735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116809198159822735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2007/01/5-things-most-people-dont-know-about.html' title='5 things most people don&apos;t know about me'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-116599568739304097</id><published>2006-12-13T12:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:53:33.994+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Second Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I created a new name and downloaded Second Life client. I was all excited to find out what the whole thing is about, but I couldn't login. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It said "Unable to connect to Second Life, The system may be down". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahem! Whatever life you select this message is going to haunt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am Tiger Moody in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://secondlife.com/"&gt;Second Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; What are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-116599568739304097?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/116599568739304097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=116599568739304097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116599568739304097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116599568739304097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/12/second-life.html' title='Second Life'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-116487446546434658</id><published>2006-11-30T13:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:53:05.904+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I like momos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, So far I have figured this part out. Now the next thing is to find out how to make them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is "All-purpose flour" BTW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-116487446546434658?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/116487446546434658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=116487446546434658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116487446546434658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116487446546434658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-like-momos.html' title='I like momos'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-116418675561381387</id><published>2006-11-22T12:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T03:26:21.236+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>W00t: Poogle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our house is a mess, thanks to our maid servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual scene is - Books piled up in the  corners... clothes dumped on chairs.... newspapers spread all over the bed... fridge dumped with stuff which nobody is going to eat.... all possible chargers lying all over floor.... wires running from one end to another (which might make you trip).... bills tucked into various places etc. etc. The good guy in our home decided to let things be as they are, since it is too much of an effort to keep the place tidy. Gah! don't blame me.. I don't create this mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though, I end up cleaning some of it, at some point off time. Thanks to all those things which go missing. It's no surprise that things go missing in that mess. Most of the times we don't even know about the missing things (since there are so many things around anyway). But sometimes when we really really need something, I am told to search for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was mentioning, I end up cleaning the place in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; process of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; search. But that's the only good outcome of the whole process, since the chances of finding the actual missing thing are very bleak... just about 1%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was some kinda log of our past actions, which we can google and get the missing things.  Something like PastGoogle or Poogle. We can mark some parts as important, or tag some pages to be searched later, or may be simply rewind the whole thing and can see the past. Reminds me of "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120382/"&gt;The Truman show&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really love to skip the "cleaning" part. It's time consuming and too painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-116418675561381387?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/116418675561381387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=116418675561381387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116418675561381387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116418675561381387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/11/w00t-poogle.html' title='W00t: Poogle'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-116411191214489975</id><published>2006-11-21T17:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-22T12:14:54.140+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Scent of a woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wedding had left me with wide range of perfumes to choose from. Perfumes do make a good gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like the ones which are kinda floral, non-spicy and long-stay. Ok, and I don't like any of those strong heady ones. It's been one year, so it's time to get another stock now. I hope I have given enough hints already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me of this. I avoided one fella at work just because he used to use some weird perfume which made him smell like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.parleproducts.com/parle-g.html"&gt;Parle-G&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; biscuits (Did I mention that I hate those biscuits?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-116411191214489975?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/116411191214489975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=116411191214489975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116411191214489975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116411191214489975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/11/scent-of-woman.html' title='Scent of a woman'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-116387772051289792</id><published>2006-11-19T00:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:52:00.933+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Are you doubting my data?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate meetings where one needs to present numbers and graphs and blah blah.  I hated Fridays when I had to fill in weekly time-sheet. In fact I try to avoid all possible maths at work wherever I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could never get it how everybody else is able to complete their time-sheets on time. Every Friday, when I struggled to fill it, I kicked myself for not doing it daily. But then, it never works that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same with those Quality Control statistics. I always felt that It was a big mistake to take up quality control initiatives for the team. Before every meeting I used to be running around trying to collect numbers and getting those graphs ready. It's almost impossible to get all the right numbers and come up with not-too-perfect-and-not-too-many-problems graphs. I still remember how awkward it felt when I had to explain our team's error matrix in front of the management team, while all other teams had almost good graphs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was really difficult to get those things done on time, until I found out the truth. Instead of getting all the data, people just make up a bunch of data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone do so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Huh, are you doubting my data?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-116387772051289792?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/116387772051289792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=116387772051289792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116387772051289792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116387772051289792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/11/are-you-doubting-my-data.html' title='Are you doubting my data?'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-116258816817132903</id><published>2006-11-04T02:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:45:03.438+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><title type='text'>d80</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/nikond80/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/NikonD80/Images/sideby_d80.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looks  good, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-116258816817132903?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/116258816817132903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=116258816817132903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116258816817132903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/116258816817132903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/11/d80.html' title='d80'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115981685364427341</id><published>2006-10-03T00:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-03T09:39:55.150+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fallingwater</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/258891523/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/100/258891523_f8e603c76b.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a house! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, this is a house designed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Lloyd_Wright" title="Frank Lloyd Wright"&gt;Frank Lloyd Wright&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; aptly called as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fallingwater"&gt;Fallingwater&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The moment I saw this I was in love with the idea. A house partly built over the waterfall. I wish I could design something like this. More pictures can be seen &lt;a href="http://www.wam.umd.edu/%7Estwright/FLWr/fallingwater-pictures/pictures_of_fallingwater.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115981685364427341?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115981685364427341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115981685364427341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115981685364427341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115981685364427341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/10/fallingwater.html' title='Fallingwater'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115891638866277942</id><published>2006-09-22T14:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-22T14:43:08.703+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He didn't like the curry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And he didn't like my cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He said my biscuits were too hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not like his mother used to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't prepare the coffee right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He didn't like the stew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't mend his socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The way his mother used to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I pondered for an answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was looking for a clue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isn't there anything I could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To match his mothers shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I smiled as I saw light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One thing I could definitely do   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I turned around and slapped him tight... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like his mother used to!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115891638866277942?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115891638866277942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115891638866277942' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115891638866277942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115891638866277942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/09/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115878190784350189</id><published>2006-09-21T01:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-21T01:21:47.940+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sneezes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whenever I sneeze, I feel that my heart skips a beat. In fact, the whole functionality stops for a moment and it feels so good when you are done with it. It's almost like a new incarnation... After every sneeze heart resets it's counter and starts for zero again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something like opening database with resetlogs option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sood.net.in/journal/"&gt;Aaditya&lt;/a&gt; always sneezes at least 5-6 times at one go. I call it a sneeze attack. I assume that there is some system problem, due to which his counter doesn't get reset with just one sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115878190784350189?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115878190784350189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115878190784350189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115878190784350189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115878190784350189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/09/sneezes.html' title='Sneezes'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115843682101676292</id><published>2006-09-17T01:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T03:28:36.779+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>w00t: UBeento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's nice to see the date and time, the exposure and camera details along with the photo. But lot of times, it becomes difficult to recollect the place where the photo was taken. It would be great if photo can store the details regarding place too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy way to keep track of places you-been-to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115843682101676292?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115843682101676292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115843682101676292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115843682101676292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115843682101676292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/09/w00t-ubeento.html' title='w00t: UBeento'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115808639082038664</id><published>2006-09-13T00:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-13T00:09:50.903+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Things I want to do before I die</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Paragliding (that's pretty doable) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Loooooong  bike trip through mountains, along the sea shore and through green fields.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Hiking through snow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Co-riding  F1  car  (well,  it  does  look  so much interesting from outside.. I really really want to see how the race track looks when you are sitting inside.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Bungee jumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do think that this list is going to grow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115808639082038664?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115808639082038664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115808639082038664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115808639082038664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115808639082038664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/09/things-i-want-to-do-before-i-die.html' title='Things I want to do before I die'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115787776428163227</id><published>2006-09-10T14:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T03:28:49.010+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>w00t: FoodMeter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I end up eating more than required... which eventually  shows up. It would be great if I can get a FoodMeter for myself. It would show how much % food is left and I can see when it reaches 100% and stop eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something like PowerMeter available in Laptops. I wonder if I can set "Maximum Performance" and "Maximum battery life" kind of modes in FoodMeter too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115787776428163227?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115787776428163227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115787776428163227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115787776428163227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115787776428163227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/09/w00t-foodmeter.html' title='w00t: FoodMeter'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115739213228448974</id><published>2006-09-04T22:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-09T13:32:55.293+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Daily fortune, Bollywood Gossip and Relationship advices</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am amused with newspapers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Open any newspaper and you see same stuff everywhere. The page layout, the advertisements, the sections, and even subsections.... right from the first page until the last page almost every thing is same. Ok, sometimes they do try to be innovative and rename their sections a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They are generous enough to share their articles, so that you don't miss anything. So if you miss this "How to find out if your man is cheating on you?", don't worry. You will see it repeating in some other newspaper. In fact, if you wait for 3-4 weeks, it might repeat in the same paper. Sometimes they don't even bother to change the headings. They bank too much on the short memory of crowd. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I find Daily fortune section most hilarious of all. I think they randomly pick up lines and put together this fortune section. Sometimes they also publish numerology and some such stuff, which is equally amusing. I usually read newspaper when I go back home. So it's fun verifying the fortune, which obviously turns out to be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship advices are a good time-pass. It's mostly quizzes consisting of couple of questions and then you score yourself to identify your "type". Sometimes they publish those 10 step how-to articles. Be it relationship advices, scientific studies or technology related articles.... Most of the things are copied from net... and that too without much research. I think they google for a topic and copy whatever shows up in the top three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bollywood gossip is full of pictures.. which is obvious. They repeat pictures, repeat gossip and sometimes they just make up stuff and print it. I think this section is also made up more or less like daily fortune section. You have bunch of photos, you have couple of stories and you of course have a list of actors. So you pick up random names and substitute them in the stories and print some random photos along with it... and bingo! your gossip is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115739213228448974?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115739213228448974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115739213228448974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115739213228448974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115739213228448974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/09/daily-fortune-bollywood-gossip-and.html' title='Daily fortune, Bollywood Gossip and Relationship advices'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115713616923142108</id><published>2006-09-02T00:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-02T00:12:49.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Keep guessing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Never tell anyone that you're: writing a book, going on a diet, exercising, taking a course, or quitting smoking. They'll encourage you to death."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bl_itemtitle" title="Site: Quotes of the Day" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/39057.html" target="_blank"&gt;Lynn Johnston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And that said, I am not going to tell you what I am upto .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115713616923142108?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115713616923142108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115713616923142108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115713616923142108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115713616923142108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/09/keep-guessing.html' title='Keep guessing!'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115708191239757780</id><published>2006-09-01T08:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T03:29:00.332+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>w00t: TransMovie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am missing too many good movies, which are made in other languages. Well, one can also see movies with subtitles, but I don't really like that. When you see movie with subtitles, most of the times you are busy reading them and end up missing all the action on screen. Besides you have to wait until DVDs are available for that movie and even in the DVD one can't have all the languages. In fact, in case of Indian regional movies, they won't bother to put subtitles at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think there could be some translator software made for movies. Cinema halls can provide headphones, if required. So if you go for a Tamil movie, you can choose the translation you want and hear it using headphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching movies will be more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115708191239757780?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115708191239757780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115708191239757780' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115708191239757780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115708191239757780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/09/w00t-transmovie.html' title='w00t: TransMovie'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115581242129261322</id><published>2006-08-17T16:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-17T16:30:21.303+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MeSsaGe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Loved the way it was written in the doc. It sounds like some french word, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115581242129261322?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115581242129261322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115581242129261322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115581242129261322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115581242129261322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/08/message.html' title='MeSsaGe'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115557568526779976</id><published>2006-08-14T21:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:17:51.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chennai Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nowadays, whichever airlines you choose, you have to face late flights. A book and some snack are must.... otherwise it is just impossible to kill your time at the airport. I think they should start a multiplex inside the airport. Flights are anyway becoming 2-3 hours late. At least people will be happy waiting for the flight. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't have particularly pleasant memories of Chennai from the last trip (which was about 4 years back). And I was successful in avoiding any further visits there until now, but this time I had to go. Flight to Chennai was only 30 minutes late. Wow! look at that... 30 minutes seem so less nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fly from Bangalore to Chennai, flight goes all the way to Chennai and then further down the sea (I mean, on the top of the sea) to take U-turn and then lands in Chennai. I had never seen a clear sky and so much water down before. It was kinda scary when the plane slowly started tilting to take the turn. The sea looked amazing with interesting patterns made by waves, but I would prefer white fluffy clouds to deep dark waters anytime. :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we landed in Chennai, the climate looked cozy and dreamlike with those rain clouds and the deep blue sky. I was happy at the thought of rains awaiting (it's been a while since it rained in Bangalore) and the cold evening breeze to set the mood right. But the landing announcement came as a complete surprise. The outside temperature was around 34 C. LOL. That's Chennai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had real long buffet dinner at Hilton. It's annoying the number of dishes they keep for the buffet. Even if I decide to just taste every single thing, it would be as good as having three meals. So I gave up.  In short, I had lots of desserts and felt happy about it. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next day I visited Marina beach. Nice! Water always fascinates me. Leisurely walk on the wet sand was mesmerizing. I wish I could do that more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/214235076/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/78/214235076_6e02b195a5_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the way back, flight was late by about two and half hours. I was totally pissed off since I was so sleepy and the flight was getting delayed every hour. Note to myself, never book for the last flight in future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115557568526779976?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115557568526779976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115557568526779976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115557568526779976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115557568526779976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/08/chennai-trip.html' title='Chennai Trip'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115490040889174297</id><published>2006-08-07T02:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-07T03:10:08.973+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In search of old friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;First time when I saw Orkut, I was very happy about the whole concept. Yay! Finding long lost school and college friends sounded so easy. I waited for a while for let it pick up. Orkut has become a huge community now. So I decided it's time to search for some old names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not an easy task, as I had imagined. For one thing, I have forgotten most of the names. Actually, I have known them only by either their first name, or just the last name or some funny nickname. Considering how common the Indian names are, it's almost impossible to search people by their first names. So I tried to put together some full names. LOL, it took a while to get it right. It's amazing how we never used to worry about the actual names in school.... while it's all about names now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big problem is, almost all girls would have changed their names after marriage, surnames in most of the cases and even the first names in majority of cases. I have no clue what the new names could be. Thus making is highly impossible to search them. And no, photographs won't help either... people would have changed so much by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to search for school name, but it was not a good filter. Searching for the college name gave me such a big list that it will take ages to search. In short, I was not able to find a single friend. May be they still don't know about Orkut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just hoping that I would find somebody, someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115490040889174297?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115490040889174297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115490040889174297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115490040889174297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115490040889174297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-search-of-old-friends.html' title='In search of old friends!'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115459726794101669</id><published>2006-08-03T14:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-04T00:35:19.676+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How famous companies were named!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amazon.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Founder Jeff Bezos  renamed the company to Amazon (from the earlier name of Cadabra.com) after the  world's most voluminous river, the Amazon. He saw the potential for a larger  volume of sales in an online bookstore as opposed to the then prevalent  bookstores. (Alternative: It is said that Jeff Bezos named his book store Amazon  simply to cash in on the popularity of Yahoo at the time. Yahoo listed entries  alphabetically, and thus Amazon would always appear above its competitors in the  relevant categories it was listed in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[Tricksters!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- was originally invented by  Max Keith in Germanyin 1940 when World War II made it difficult to get the  Coca-Cola syrup to Nazi Germany. Fanta was originally made from byproducts of  cheese and jam production. The name comes from the German word for imagination  (Fantasie or Phantasie), because the inventors thought that imagination was  needed to taste oranges from the strange mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[This explains why Fanta was never one of my favorites. All that imagination spoils the taste.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:130%;" &gt;Google&lt;/span&gt;- the name is an intentional misspelling  of the word googol, reflecting the company's mission to organize the immense  amount of information available online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Googol"&gt;Googol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; is so k3w1.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kodak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Both the Kodak camera and  the name were the invention of founder George Eastman . The letter "K" was a  favorite with Eastman; he felt it a strong and incisive letter. He tried out  various combinations of words starting and ending with "K". He saw three  advantages in the name. It had the merits of a trademark word, would not be  mis-pronounced and the name did not resemble anything in the art. There is a  misconception that the name was chosen because of its similarity to the sound  produced by the shutter of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[What's with all these people with fascination with letter "K"? ok, At least he didn't make it Kkodakkkk, or something like that. On the second thought, I am thinking about renaming my blog to "kmall kiger" :-P ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mitsubishi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- The name Mitsubishi  (??) has two parts: mitsu means three and hishi (changing to bishi in the middle  of the word) means water chestnut, and from here rhombus, which is reflected in  the company's logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[I am still to understand how chestnut turned into rhombus. It could have been easier if it were three diamonds or something.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Pepsi derives its name from  (treatment of) dyspepsia, an intestinal ailment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[LOL, how accurate!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Red Hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Company founder Marc  Ewing was given the Cornell lacrosse team cap (with red and white stripes) while  at college by his grandfather. People would turn to him to solve their problems,  and he was referred to as 'that guy in the red hat'. He lost the cap and had to  search for it desperately. The manual of the beta version of Red Hat Linux had  an appeal to readers to return his Red Hat if found by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[I was imagining that they wanted to name it something like "Red Hot" but thought it's too vulgar and settled for "Red Hat" instead.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- a "backronym" for Yet  Another Hierarchical Officious Oracle. The word Yahoo was invented by Jonathan  Swift and used in his book Gulliver's Travels. It represents a person who is  repulsive in appearance action and is barely human. Yahoo! founders David Filo  and Jerry Yang selected the name because they jokingly considered themselves  yahoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[And for a long time I was thinking it has got something to do with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shammi_Kapoor"&gt;Shammi Kapoor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115459726794101669?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115459726794101669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115459726794101669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115459726794101669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115459726794101669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-famous-companies-were-named.html' title='How famous companies were named!!'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115321742281790988</id><published>2006-07-18T14:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-18T15:40:22.900+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a lazy Sunday afternoon, while lying in my hammock I was observing squirrels around. One can hardly do anything else while holding a hot cup of tea in one hand and trying to be as lazy as  possible, right? Squirrels are weird creatures. They usually look busy but I doubt that. They seem be having fun by just running around from one branch to another. I wonder if they ever sit back and relax on some swinging branch and observe people walk by on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch people. We stay in a crowded place in Mumbai. I still like the idea of standing in the open window with nose tightly pressed against the window bar and chin resting on another for hours together. It's so much fun watching a dark rainy day as well as nice bright sunny day. People walking by, people chatting in the middle of the road, people riding bicycles, people driving cars, people trying to cross road, people buying vegetables, kids running around.... everything is so lively. I wouldn't get bored of watching people at all. Street markets are always full of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in Bangalore, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(thankfully) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't have any market road nearby to watch through window. I can't watch people on road, but I like to watch trees. Huge trees with monstrous branches and tiny leaves, swinging coconut trees, lovely colorful flowers and delicate patterns of sky visible through the tree branches. I wish we had a really big balcony, so that I could stretch a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115321742281790988?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115321742281790988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115321742281790988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115321742281790988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115321742281790988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115298494960348976</id><published>2006-07-15T20:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-16T18:26:48.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back on track</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was out of white color, so oil painting had taken a back seat for a while. I am working on this one right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/190135838/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/66/190135838_4e4c2f3aea_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was painting the sky, halfway through my white color got over. Guru had told me to buy a really big tube of white color and now I know why. Three paintings and white is all over. The sky looks so weird. But the hut is almost done. I feel it looks perfect.... what say you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/190135622/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/68/190135622_757c2d14c1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am planning to gift this one to Jennie. I promised her a painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115298494960348976?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115298494960348976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115298494960348976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115298494960348976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115298494960348976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-on-track.html' title='Back on track'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115255631432985598</id><published>2006-07-10T23:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:03:15.210+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Google Analytics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I subscribed to &lt;a href="https://www.google.com/analytics"&gt;Google Analytics&lt;/a&gt; for my blog site. It's fun to see the analysis and various summary reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been just two days since I subscribed to it, so there is not enough data. But I sure was surprised to see that my blog is read by so many different people from so many different countries (most of the names I have never heard of before).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115255631432985598?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115255631432985598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115255631432985598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115255631432985598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115255631432985598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/07/google-analytics.html' title='Google Analytics'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115246287120231596</id><published>2006-07-09T21:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:04:34.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Broke laptop Screen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My laptop fell down and it broke the LCD screen. I felt so sad. My shiny new T43 was looking so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It made some interesting patterns on screen, when I turned it on. Thankfully, the hard disk was ok, so I got another T43 and swapped the disks. The old one is sent to IBM to  get the screen replaced and to fix the keyboard tray (yeah, the tray got a bit of misplaced). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The standby is working alright, but I still miss the old one. I hope to see my laptop back soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115246287120231596?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115246287120231596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115246287120231596' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115246287120231596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115246287120231596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/07/broke-laptop-screen.html' title='Broke laptop Screen'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115208807373010262</id><published>2006-07-05T13:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:57:53.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I hate HPUX</title><content type='html'>It doesn't have ptree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115208807373010262?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115208807373010262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115208807373010262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115208807373010262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115208807373010262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-hpux.html' title='I hate HPUX'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115078566828766102</id><published>2006-06-20T11:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:12:56.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brewing Beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While looking for the mailer list aliases, I came across this one, home brew. I was so curious about it, that I added myself to this group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brewing your own beer at home.... sounds interesting, isn't it? But it looks like it's no simple job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I read this, I was so much tempted to try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you haven't tried it, and are so inclined, the Pliny the Elder recipe (or Pliny the Younger) is a fantastic brew. If you're a hop head, you'll absolutely love it, and I've poured it for women who don't like beer and they loved it too. It's truly a beer-lover's beer, and one that will even satisfy those looking to try a good home brew. I obviously can't say enough good things about it. It's *just* right, and the citrus overtones must be what captures the non-beer fanatics. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I tried to read more about the beer making and how to start with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went through  couple of mails and it started dawning on me that I don't understand anything of what they talk about (except of course for smell and taste of the finished products).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tried to google for the "Getting Started" stuff. One needs a toolkit - buckets, bottles, carboy, hydrometer, thermometer etc. etc. I could understand the equipments but then I got lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's all-grain? what's keg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's hops? and rhizomes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what's extract brewer? and finishing cones? and lagering?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sheesh, I feel so illiterate. Will I be able to brew any beer at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115078566828766102?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115078566828766102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115078566828766102' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115078566828766102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115078566828766102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/06/brewing-beer.html' title='Brewing Beer'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-115055614658293169</id><published>2006-06-17T19:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:25:46.650+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Compu Games and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love to play computer games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, I am not a big computer gamer like Alex, Nkv or Mridul. It's always fun to hear them talk about games. All sorts of complicated, dark games where mysteries are to be solved or tons of people to be killed or play roles or rule cities and what not. But that's about it. I can't sit for hours together trying to finish one game. If game requires too much of strategies and planning I get taxed. If there is too much of gore, it makes me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I play rather stupid games. I don't like the look of the game if screens are too dull and dark. Even if I see people playing games which require hiding and killing, my heartbeats go up. Racing games are fun to watch, but I can't get myself finish any car race without literally trashing my car. I would have banged it so much all the while that if it were a real car, nothing would be left to prove that it was a car in the beginning of the race. I jump and scream so much that people around me end up getting headache. And after all this, I manage match the last or second last position :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I loved Tetris. At one point I was so much glued to it that my brother had to delete the game to get some time on computer. I read somewhere last week that they have tetris matches now. K3w1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like card games too. LOL. Almost all of them. But mainly Freecell and Spider Solitaire :-) It's fun to these play card games. Ok, I like "Four or more" and I also like this puzzle game of moving the blocks. Solving nice (easy) puzzles gives me high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nowadays I am addicted to this new bubble game, called Dynamite. It makes nice exploding sounds when you hit the bubbles. One has to keep bursting bubbles. Pretty stupid, but awesome replay value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why I am listing these games here. May be I will start playing some rather cool games in future, and it will be quite funny to look back at this pathetic list then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-115055614658293169?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/115055614658293169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=115055614658293169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115055614658293169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/115055614658293169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/06/compu-games-and-me.html' title='Compu Games and Me'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114984438286533136</id><published>2006-06-09T14:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-09T14:43:04.156+05:30</updated><title type='text'>All work no play</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All work no play makes tiger a dull girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a while since we had done anything fun. I like the way all weekdays pass by making this whooshing sound. Weekends are crawling with site-seeing activities. We are going to weird places in search of houses. We are literally exploring Bangalore. Finally it is dawning on me that Bangalore is not M G road, Indiranagar and Forum. A big value addition, I say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, there had been some fun when we invited people over dinner and I got to try my recipes on them. Now that that's said. you will understand how difficult it is to convince them to visit our place again. And that's not the end of it. We also tricked some of them to cook at our place. So all we have is this fast depleting source of friends. eVil me! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Daku is coming to India, but looks like she will stay away from Bangalore. Last time she was too tired and under the weather. I wish she would come by, so that we can go for a small picnic this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114984438286533136?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114984438286533136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114984438286533136' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114984438286533136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114984438286533136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-work-no-play.html' title='All work no play'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114897950225540827</id><published>2006-05-30T13:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:54:01.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wynad trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh! I lost my post (Don't ask me how, it's kinda stupid), when I was almost about to publish it. It' so hard to write any post all over again. In other cases, I would have happily  abandoned the idea completely. But I had to write about our Wynad trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whenever I think about Wynad, two things come to my mind,  lush green tea estates and mouth-watering Kerala dishes we had in Sultan Bathery. Rest all doesn't really matter. Kerala is truly blessed with the green color. I was surprised to see so much greenery in the month of May. I wonder how it would be in the rainy season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/154335297/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/50/154335297_907dcfd59e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As usual, we started late for the Wynad trip. Harsha was waiting on the M.G. Road for about 2+ hours (cursing all of us). I was fearing that he would just give up and go back home. But luckily he was there, acting as a road inquiry booth. LOL. On our way, we stopped by at Kamath's to have breakfast. That place is getting insanely popular. We had to wait for about half an hour to get our seats. While we were waiting, King of Mysore Mr. Wodeyar dropped by in his shiny Merc. Wooohooo, so we got to eat our dosa along with the king. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rest of the journey was pretty uninteresting, except for the time when we missed one turn and took a wrong road. We asked one shepherd on the way if the road goes to Wynad and he just said it's too far from there. We traveled about 50 Km in the Ooty direction before we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; found out that we were completely off track. I wonder what did he mean by "it's too far". Did he believe that the earth is round and we will eventually reach the correct place?  Anyway, after  traveling for 100  Km, we were back on the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we entered the Bandipur forest, everything was pleasantly green. We even got to see some elephants... just like that. It's weird. In our last trip to Bandipur, we were fanatically searching for the elephants and here they were. Considering how dry that Tamilnadu part of Bandipur forest is, I would say elephants made a good choice by staying in this part of Jungle. We took some snaps but this fella didn't like being clicked and he was about to charge on us. I was hoping to get some good closeup shots, but Aaditya being a spoil sport, he drove away hastily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aadis/154629261/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/154629261_3d9f24d090_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muthanga forest was lovelier. There were huge bamboo groves and I am in love with that place. I wish I could stay in the jungle, inside the bamboo grove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/154307294/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/72/154307294_a478139760_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We stayed at Sultan Bathery. The proprietor told us about this Jubilee hotel and we were just glued to that place. We religiously had our breakfast, lunch and dinner at Jubilee. We had some really good Kerala dishes and the lime tea was heavenly. Me and Harsha must have had about 50 cups and we got it packed as well. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we did get some time to see two places in the amidst of this eating spree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Edakkal caves were ok. the jeep ride up to the bottom of the hill was thrilling. I wanted to do couple of rides back and forth but other were too embarrassed. They have built steps and put up ladders wherever possible. So climbing up to the caves is kinda easy. After that only Aaditya and Harsha went up to the top of the hill. It was a difficult trek, but the view from the top was so amazing that it was worth it (as per them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/154309703/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/69/154309703_536304c9d8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day we went to see Soochipara waterfalls. Drive was nice. We were passing through the Malabar district and after one turn we suddenly saw this huge landscape with sprawling tea estates. Where ever one can see, there were tea estates on all the hills. It was an amazing site. So green and so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aadis/154624756/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/47/154624756_f0bbd8ddc0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soochipara waterfalls were ok. Considering it's summer time, there was enough water to splash. We spent some time near waterfall and watched people bath. Harsha took some nice pics (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aadis/154365070/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/73/154365070_557ced4f07_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned to stay in a tree house in Muthanga forest, but it didn't work out. there is always a next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am eager to go to Kerala again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114897950225540827?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114897950225540827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114897950225540827' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114897950225540827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114897950225540827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/05/wynad-trip.html' title='Wynad trip'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114889345421805108</id><published>2006-05-29T14:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-29T14:34:14.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'>UPS goes boink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since past few weeks, whenever I see dark clouds in the sky, there is invariably a power cut in Indiranagar. Just when I decide to work from home, there is no power. And this is just May.... I shudder to think about June and July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two days back I got an UPS from my company. I carried that heavy thing all over to home without much cribbing. I was all happy. I plugged in my modem to the UPS and awaited eagerly for the next power cut. I didn't have to wait for long :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surprise, my UPS can only run for about five minutes after the power goes off. I tried charging it for the whole night and what I got was few more seconds extra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gah! I wish I could just burn the damn thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114889345421805108?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114889345421805108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114889345421805108' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114889345421805108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114889345421805108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/05/ups-goes-boink.html' title='UPS goes boink'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114846719206658054</id><published>2006-05-24T16:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-24T16:09:52.093+05:30</updated><title type='text'>w00t: Rename user</title><content type='html'>Why there is no command for renaming any user schema in Oracle? I wish they give that option ASAP. It would have saved so much of my time today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114846719206658054?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114846719206658054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114846719206658054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114846719206658054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114846719206658054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/05/w00t-rename-user.html' title='w00t: Rename user'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114717012613296537</id><published>2006-05-09T15:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-09T15:52:06.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Annoying</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even if I want to put my cellphone radio to loudspeaker, I need to connect my headset. Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes my green peas curry ends up being an ultimate disaster. Even after boiling for hours together, those green peas just don't get boiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just when I need to run to catch my office shuttle some random user will ping with some stupid problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mosquitoes in summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Endless advertisements on Radio City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Power cuts in Bangalore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Auto fellas asking for one-and-half whenever and wherever you want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maid who loves to bunk whenever possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114717012613296537?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114717012613296537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114717012613296537' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114717012613296537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114717012613296537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/05/annoying.html' title='Annoying'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114702539275760066</id><published>2006-05-07T23:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:17:46.430+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>w00t: RoadAds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have been on roads every weekends, since past couple of weeks. And I would say, most of roads were not really a joy-to-ride-on. Actually we don't really need to go out of the city to face these bad roads.  Bad roads and huge hoardings spoil the fun of a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be there is a way out to make roads better through Road-advertisements. Instead of hoardings, company can sponsor to maintain a piece of the road and their advertisement can be painted on that piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, this way we can get rid of those huge hoardings and have good roads as well. Though I am not sure how we are going to deal with some of those loud colors painted on the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh! I so much love to see those long winding black roads. Or may be some colors wouldn't harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114702539275760066?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114702539275760066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114702539275760066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114702539275760066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114702539275760066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/05/w00t-roadads.html' title='w00t: RoadAds'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114674499072513690</id><published>2006-05-04T17:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-04T17:46:30.756+05:30</updated><title type='text'>w00t: Translator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How about translating the language while other person is speaking it? So instead of "Translate this page for me", there will be one button saying "Translate this person for me", and you hear everything in the language which you can understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life will be so easy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114674499072513690?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114674499072513690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114674499072513690' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114674499072513690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114674499072513690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/05/w00t-translator.html' title='w00t: Translator'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114620628242264059</id><published>2006-04-28T11:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-02T20:06:01.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bright ideas of Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a new series to record all my brightest (and brighter and even slightly bright) innovative ideas. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These ideas strictly belong to the small tiger and one needs to contact her before implementing any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be called TigerIdeaFlash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second thought, it will be called w00t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114620628242264059?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114620628242264059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114620628242264059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114620628242264059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114620628242264059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/04/bright-ideas-of-tiger.html' title='Bright ideas of Tiger'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114603323898057919</id><published>2006-04-26T11:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-26T12:03:59.010+05:30</updated><title type='text'>8:10, old madras road, sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last one month was different. I mean, I have never woken up at 7 and never left office at 5-30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;consistently for such a long duration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bit unhappy about the new office in the outer ring road, but now I have got used to it. Mornings are busy trying to catch the office shuttle, so that I don't have to face the  meaningless bargains with auto fellas. So nowadays when clock shows 8:10, I get this strong urge of hurrying up even on weekends (If I am awake i.e.). These days I fondly wait for the weekends to catch up with my weekly quota of sleep. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old madras road is the highlight of the most of the evenings on the way back home. The traffic is getting worse day by day, and the road condition doesn't help it either. Amidst of the thick fog of dust and pollution, I somehow manage to see a piece of sky through the shuttle window. Big red sun flickering through tall trees and blue clouds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;makes a lovely sight. Tiny birds flying back home in small groups make me wonder if it is easy for them, as there is no traffic jam up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could invent a pair of wings, so that we don't have to beg the auto fellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114603323898057919?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114603323898057919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114603323898057919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114603323898057919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114603323898057919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/04/810-old-madras-road-sunset.html' title='8:10, old madras road, sunset'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114431013918680157</id><published>2006-04-06T13:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:31:35.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Himachal trip</title><content type='html'>It took a while to upload photos of my Himachal trip. Even if it is summer here, there was rain there. Due to the dark clouds, the light there was not all that good. I had to edit almost all the photos in Photoshop, but the end result is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed this trip, which was kinda short (just about 6 days). I managed to visit couple of places there, including &lt;a href="http://www.himachaltourism.nic.in/cham.htm"&gt;Chamba&lt;/a&gt;. Chamba is a pretty place, and kinda bigger than I had imagined it to be. It took about six hours by car to reach that place from Palampur and in the beginning of the trip, all the mountains on the way were so dry that I was kinda apprehensive about the place. I assumed it to be a small village with couple of houses here and there, but once we reached near the valley, the view was breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/120871288/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/51/120871288_45c7b0c153_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after this point onwards, things got better and better. When we were near the Chamba, it got bit cloudy. The light was poor, so I couldn't take much pictures. But this one will give you some idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/120851626/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/48/120851626_dcfd441c42_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the mountain tops were covered with the soft white misty clouds and it was enchanting to see the lush green valley against the blue misty mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/120859827/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/120859827_96ab7a4526_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by to see Chamera dam, which is on Ravi river. It was an amazing view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/120847764/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/120847764_c844f415db_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then finally we reached Chamba. It sure is a lovely place. No wonder most of the Bollywood films shoot their songs there. The place is a bit too crowded though. I mean, after Bombay, I had never seen so many houses built in such a small area. The top view of Chamba looks like patch of roofs closely knit together. You can hardly see the roads inside the colonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/124128947/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/41/124128947_c58dd1384c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green roof there is of Palace of the king of Chamba. This one is the view of the road near the entrance of the Chamba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/124129186/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/47/124129186_5f8277c176_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the houses are surprisingly airy, because most of them are built on the reclines of the hills. The whole village is a huge maze of staircases. So one needs to climb at least 50 steps to get to any place. No wonder people are so slim there. On an average every person has to climb at least 500 steps everyday.... even if you chose to stay at home. Here are the steps inside our house there. Say, if you want to go to the dining room from the bed room, you need to climb 10 steps. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/124129000/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/124129000_0b5b0ffa3b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a lots of cute little wooden houses and stone temples with elaborate carvings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/124142081/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/38/124142081_49303661e7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/124129230/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/124129230_414f4a7d1f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/124142453/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/124142453_0841b34dbf_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just loved the place. While our way back we took the road which goes via Jot. Jot is the highest mountain top and you can see all other mountain tops from there. It was awesome. I am planning to build a house at Jot, so that I will be always at the top the world. LOL. This is the view from Jot. The row of snow covered mountains is the Himalaya range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/124145028/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/124145028_9cee45be91_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/aadis/124145087/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/124145087_e940dbfd3d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place leaves a mesmerizing effect. While I am writing this, I can feel the cool fresh breeze on my face. I hope I will get to go there again.... sometime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114431013918680157?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114431013918680157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114431013918680157' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114431013918680157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114431013918680157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/04/himachal-trip.html' title='Himachal trip'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114381180819443333</id><published>2006-03-31T18:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-31T19:03:38.653+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Meetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now, meetings are on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Changed job and I was so damn happy to be able to use thunderbird again. But meetings are such a big spoil sport. These meeting reminders are driving me crazy. I hate to enter every single meeting in reminderfox manually. I get way too many meeting invitations nowadays than I used to get couple of years ago. A sure sign of one turning into a management zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was some extension to be able to mark meetings in mozilla calender automatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114381180819443333?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114381180819443333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114381180819443333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114381180819443333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114381180819443333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/03/meetings.html' title='Meetings'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114243825759438095</id><published>2006-03-15T20:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-15T21:39:36.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quantum Physics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.higgo.com/quantum/laymans.htm"&gt;It mentions&lt;/a&gt; that Anyone who is not shocked by quantum theory has not understood it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yet to read it, but it sure makes me interested. Actually the term "Quantum Physics" made me curious since quite sometime now. It gives an impression of something really really high profile... something which normal people wouldn't dare to find out. So when I stumbled upon this page, the first thing I said was "Ha! gotcha!". I promptly bookmarked it, but never got back to reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scan my list once in a while and read some random pages. :-) The reading mainly consists of trying-to-read-while-scrolling-down-fast. This page gave me really weird lines,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;To understand the weirdness completely, you just need to know about three experiments: Light Bulb, Two Slits, Schroedinger's Cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;Full English breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;If anyone asked why this was, he would say, "shut up and calculate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;What happens to the cat? you're not supposed to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;everything possible exists in one universe or another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;Interesting! I have to agree that it sure sounds weird already. Somehow, it gives me the impression that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;Quantum Physics is closely related to cats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;Hmmm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;I need to read this link soon enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;After all I want to find out who is this Schroedinger and what happens to his cat, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114243825759438095?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114243825759438095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114243825759438095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114243825759438095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114243825759438095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/03/quantum-physics.html' title='Quantum Physics'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114182681035369558</id><published>2006-03-08T19:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-09T16:17:17.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:110;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/109643223/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/109643223_cf5c1885db_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:110;"  &gt;I had to blog about this. It's funny the way this painting has shaped up... rather colored up, to be more precise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:110;"  &gt;I wanted to paint a nice big rose in all violet shades. Something soothing... and full of light. So I started mixing the colors and to my surprise, I just couldn't get the right shade of violet with the oil paints. May be I didn't have the right reds and blues, or may be I didn't mix enough white in it. I decided to use that violet any way, since I thought it might look better on the canvas. By the time I finished putting the first layer, I was really disappointed the way it looked. The more I tried to correct it, it became more awful. It was kinda annoying. Here I wanted something in nice violet and light pink shades, and what I got was weird dull violet patches. The more I tried to correct it, more worse it became.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:110;"  &gt;I think what I wanted was not possible with the oil colors. May be water colors will be a best bet. Any way, in any case that all violet rose was never going to look any better. So I decided to use some nice bright red, which I readily found in my palette. Matched that red with the violets and here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:110;"  &gt;As you can see, the colors are still wet, but I just couldn't wait for it to dry. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:110;"  &gt;I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114182681035369558?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114182681035369558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114182681035369558' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114182681035369558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114182681035369558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/03/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114103982165321986</id><published>2006-02-27T14:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:00:21.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bandipur visit</title><content type='html'>We went to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bandipur_National_Park"&gt;Bandipur forest&lt;/a&gt; last weekend. It took almost a week to get things in place. I wanted to upload the pictures first, so that I can blog about it. And there were too many pictures to edit, which took a while. Now that pictures are uploaded, it's time to write about the visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were six and we rented a nice car. Some of us had been there couple of times and &lt;a href="http://kousik.blogspot.com/"&gt;Koushik&lt;/a&gt; told me that it is a good place, so I was all eager to visit Bandipur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off on time on Saturday morning and we had booked the place called &lt;a href="http://bamboobanks.in/bambanks/"&gt;Bamboo banks guest house&lt;/a&gt; to stay. Since we started planning for this trip only on Friday, most of the well-known resorts were already booked. We got reservations in this guest house, only on one condition that we keep the manager informed about our travel status every three hours. Heh! I found that kinda amusing initially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive was nice. Once we reached Bandipur, monkeys were in abundance. This fella was all ready to travel with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/102725233_e56c1625e5_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guest house was near &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mudumalai_National_Park"&gt;Mudumalai&lt;/a&gt;, which falls in Tamilnadu. So after we crossed the Karnataka border and drove about two kilometers, traffic police van caught us. It seems our vehicle didn't have any permit for Tamilnadu, so we had to pay a fat fine of 500 Rs. It's a privilege to be the software engineers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive through the forest roads was nice. There were a lot of thick bamboo woods. Although almost all trees were bare (since it was the fall season), it was a nice view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/102725137_7b0259a73a_m.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/43/102723948_675fcd5457_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached bamboo banks farm, it was about 3 o'clock. We had a nice lazy lunch there. Then we were showed our cottages. We stayed in the Brick house and others stayed in the Stone house. There was a play area near the cottages, which had swings. I had a nice time on the swing. At about 6 o'clock We went for a short trek in the nearby forest. The drive in the jeep was nice. I wished he would drive for some more time, but it was just 10 minutes drive. We walked through the forest for some time until we reached a small river. Ummm, all this time, the only animal we could see was a wild boar. It became dark pretty soon, so we headed back to the guest house. The rest of the day was a general fun with some nice dinner and a campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had decided to go for an early morning trek on Sunday. But unfortunately, I had a mild fever in the night, so I dropped the idea and me and Aaditya slept until late. We all were hoping to see at least elephants, if not tigers. I felt bad for missing the trek. But when they came back, we had a good laugh about the whole thing. They were led by some local shepherd, and he tried to make them walk through the thorny bushes (may be to give it a feel of jungle trek). After a while they figured it out, so he was the only one who used to go through the thorns. LOL. And all this time he was making sure that they walk kinda parallel to the road, since they could clearly hear honking of vehicles passing by. He herded them like his usual cattle for some time until they were caught. The trek through the forest are banned now. So the gang was caught by the forest officers and they were sent back. Gah! It was a tour full of getting-caught every now and then. I think we should have chosen for the safari instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the stay in the resort was nice. We had a looooong and nice brunch and left the place at about 1 o'clock. We decided to visit Ooty, since it was nearby. I bought loads of chocolates and some nice flower plants (which are doing fine). When we headed back, we saw this on the roads of Bandipur forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/102724201_ca11b7e563_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/102724486_caf26dfdd5_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/102724900_0807aa8fcb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114103982165321986?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114103982165321986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114103982165321986' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114103982165321986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114103982165321986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/02/bandipur-visit.html' title='Bandipur visit'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-114008241960185453</id><published>2006-02-15T17:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-16T15:04:51.680+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To Do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One tends to get a bit of melancholy after birthday. Yeah, I had mine on 11th. Thanks to all of you who wished me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am not sure if I should put down a list of things which I did the last year (like the way most of the people do around this time of the year). Actually there isn't much to brag about... except of course marrying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://sood.net.in/journal/"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. It's been nice to have somebody to fight with at home. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been nice and working hard whole of the last year. I worked in the odd hours, on weekends.... even on the holidays. When I look back, I see that in this year I have re-invented myself. There was a point when I started hating my work, team, office... in short, everything about work. But last year was wonderful. I got the new zeal to work, to work harder, to learn new things and in general do better. I must be sounding little weird talking about only work here. So I will cut it short. My advice - If you don't feel like going to office and work, it's high time you change your job and the city (if possible). It works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All that said, I think I should get down to decide on my "To Do" list for this year. It's interesting to think about one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's been more than year since I moved to Bangalore, and I have not seen much places around here. (I am not talking about Forum and MG Road). I am planning to go on short treks, visit nearby waterfalls and do a lot of road trips to the nearby places.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do read, but I think I can do better. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Setup my house. Right now it is a mess. It almost looks like two bachelors are staying together. I am damn lazy, but I think it's high time I work on this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn some Himachali cooking. :-P &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a tiny golden fish and setup a small aquarium. Awwweeeee, it will be so much fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan my finances for the entire year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work on the credit card expenses. Impulsive buys kill me. I need a better control.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work on soft-skills. Do a lot of paintings (and gift them... LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn some language. I think it's going to be Kannada for this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's been a while since I have been planning to visit another country. I am going to plan and save for the tour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! As you can see, travel is in the focus for the next year. I will need more money for that, so I will have to work hard. The new mantra is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Work hard, travel harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-114008241960185453?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/114008241960185453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=114008241960185453' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114008241960185453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/114008241960185453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-do.html' title='To Do...'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-113905398337480885</id><published>2006-02-04T17:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:17:53.775+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='w00t'/><title type='text'>w00t</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0pt 0pt 10px; background-color: white; width: 115px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/23/25822676_789bf55448_t.jpg" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is worth &lt;b&gt;$2,258.16&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/projects/how-much-is-your-blog-worth/"&gt;How much is your blog worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/" style="border: 0px none ;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://technorati.com/pix/tech-logo-embed.gif" style="border: 0px none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-113905398337480885?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/113905398337480885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=113905398337480885' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113905398337480885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113905398337480885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/02/w00t.html' title='w00t'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-113878791874584690</id><published>2006-02-01T14:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-01T15:28:38.793+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gaim beta 2</title><content type='html'>Gaim beta 2 rocks. Sametime plugin works... out of the box. I am soooooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yooooooooohoooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wish if thunderbird could hack into notes, my life will be so k3w1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, did I mention that T43 is absolute hottie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-113878791874584690?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/113878791874584690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=113878791874584690' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113878791874584690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113878791874584690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/02/gaim-beta-2.html' title='Gaim beta 2'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-113863584398629669</id><published>2006-01-30T21:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:46:48.520+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Three Sunflowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/93126509/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/21/93126509_b9ad124909_m.jpg" alt="" style="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vaishalee/93126509/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took me a while to start with the oil painting, but I am happy the way this one has turned out. I mean I am no Picasso after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one is sold the day it got completed.... for a blank cheque. Believe me, the painting looks much more decent than this photo. I tried couple of times but somehow I could never capture the exact shades in the painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's fun doing oil painting. No matter what you do, it always looks brilliant. As you keep adding more layers of colors, the picture changes dramatically. The only problem is, it takes ages to dry. So when you want to add another layer, you have to wait for a least couple of days. It's a long process. But it is worth it.&lt;/p&gt;I think if I start multiple paintings at the same time, I can do it effectively. While one painting is drying, I can work on another. But my bedroom will be full of turpentine smell all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am going to do few more paintings, while I am at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-113863584398629669?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/113863584398629669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=113863584398629669' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113863584398629669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113863584398629669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/01/three-sunflowers.html' title='Three Sunflowers'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-113775641480603023</id><published>2006-01-20T14:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-20T16:56:54.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No S Diet</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href="http://nosdiet.com/"&gt;diet&lt;/a&gt; is interesting. I am planning to follow it for a while. I am as much curious as you are to find out if it really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me keeps my fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-113775641480603023?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/113775641480603023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=113775641480603023' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113775641480603023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113775641480603023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-s-diet.html' title='No S Diet'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5280098.post-113689276107309995</id><published>2006-01-10T15:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-10T17:02:41.126+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vote for the best Indiblogs</title><content type='html'>Heh, it's not mine. Vote for &lt;a href="http://kousik.blogspot.com/2006/01/indibloggies-are-out-there.html"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think a lot of people visit my page, but I want to do my bit nevertheless. I like his blog, so will you. Do vote for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that he really needs votes, he will win anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5280098-113689276107309995?l=small-tiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/feeds/113689276107309995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5280098&amp;postID=113689276107309995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113689276107309995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5280098/posts/default/113689276107309995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-tiger.blogspot.com/2006/01/vote-for-best-indiblogs.html' title='Vote for the best Indiblogs'/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08739997000207714541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/5509207_c52e15273b_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
