<?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-18729234</id><updated>2011-07-28T09:47:11.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>musings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-8440804261032475790</id><published>2010-01-11T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:46:41.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings do not change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just when I slowly started getting the feel that I started remembering things, I go back to the usual stuff "forgetting things". This happened today.&lt;br /&gt;I was in my office which is in third floor. I was preparing to leave to home in the evening and got everything ready. I got down to the ground floor. It is then I realized I did not check if I had my cell phone with me. I checked all my pockets (pant and blazer). I did not find it. So, I realized I forgot it in the office and had to reach the third floor again to get my cell phone. I went to the office and checked my messy desk (However messy my desk looks, I somehow happen to locate the things I need). I did not find it there.. I started thinking where had I left.. After searching the desk and thinking for like 5-10 minutes, I realized that my shirt also had a pocket and the cell was in my shirt pocket loong before I planned to leave the office.... uffff... WTH... I didn't change......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-8440804261032475790?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/8440804261032475790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=8440804261032475790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/8440804261032475790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/8440804261032475790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/somethings-do-not-change.html' title='Somethings do not change'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-9191245912097313748</id><published>2010-01-06T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:26:13.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two days back, I happened to talk to my teacher who taught me Class X Math. In fact, he was the only teacher who thought that I would do something in life.. Such was the confidence he had in me. I too knew that he had it.. As usual.. at that time, I was so vibrant and enthusiastic to achieve SOMETHING in life and show that ya.. I did it..&lt;br /&gt;When I was talking to him, he was talking about things like.. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I knew you will go very far&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Your parents will be proud&lt;/span&gt;", etc... For some reason or the other, inspite of feeling proud, I started feeling guilty.. But, I was just talking to him in normal tone.. and once the call ended, I started thinking.. WHY DID I FEEL GUILTY WHEN HE WAS PRAISING ME???????&lt;br /&gt;It lead me to that 'SOMETHING' I mentioned in the first paragraph. What was that SOMETHING to me at that time?? It was studying well.. why to study well?? To earn lots and lots of money.. Ya.., this was the main reason which kept me driving to take IIT twice and enter IT-BHU(No wonder my frnds called me DTS in Intermediate.. ;)). So, once I was in BHU, I felt.. "Yes.. Now I am gonna do a Masters and do a great job in US and earn $$$$$... Send some back to home.. (A typical Andhra guy thinking... ) and help others in need..".&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing now??? On the path of doing a PhD....... How did I end up doing a PhD when my main aim was to earn $$$$..?? It changed sometime in my third year.... Though I never worked hard, I always felt like I should not work harder than I am supposed to (I atleast did not work enough, I know.. ;))... I started thinking "Why do I need LOTS N LOTS of money??" What will I do with it?? I also started feeling that having lots of money than necessary will invite more enemies, thieves, etc.. ha ha.. Really.. that is wht I felt and also feel now.. :P.. So, since one of my driving forces, to earn lots of $$$, has been removed from my brain, the other dormant forces became prominent like helping parents and others.. So, I got to do some job to do that.. Just can't stay idle and earn money for living... After weighing all the options, it is then I decided to do a PhD and settle in life as a prof (there are other reasons for choosing the teaching profession, will blog sometime later). (Ya.. of course coming back to India, which my parents did not like)... :P  And so, here is Siva doing a PhD in US (Still earning $ (not $$$$$$.. ;))) and also helping parents and others.. :) So, basically the previous dormant forces rose.. :P&lt;br /&gt;Now coming back to that guilty feeling.. When my teacher was praising for my achievements, I had a feeling like.. If he knows that I will be coming back to India (not earning $$$), what will he say?? Will he be saying the same words?? I donno.. But for sure, this present life is so much satisfactory that from some 2 years, I stopped being enthusiastic.. Life is just going on.... So, let it go.. types.. :P {May be when I meet him this summer, I will ask him and find out what he thinks.. :)}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-9191245912097313748?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/9191245912097313748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=9191245912097313748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/9191245912097313748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/9191245912097313748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/flash-back.html' title='Flash Back'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-6098740030277469964</id><published>2009-03-13T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:01:47.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing the template...  A pain</title><content type='html'>Goshh... Its killing me.. Trying to get the previous links (of frnds) on here.. But, could not get them.. So, a new lesson learnt.... Do not change the template of your blog until and unless you are sure that you know what to do next.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#&amp;amp;*()_   )(*&amp;amp;^%$#@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-6098740030277469964?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/6098740030277469964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=6098740030277469964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/6098740030277469964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/6098740030277469964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/changing-template-pain.html' title='Changing the template...  A pain'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-8056803740320866397</id><published>2009-03-11T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:22:48.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;After a looong gap am here again.. (Ya.. its abt a movie again).. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last night, I happened watch this movie called "Green Street Hooligans". I generally have a habit of getting TOO much involved when I watch a movie and so only prefer watching HAPPY ENDING movies.. I did not enquire abt this movie and had to watch the tragic ending which I never expected would happen.. Did not sleep well yesterday night because of this.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This again makes me feel watching non-realistic telugu movies would be better which 95% have a happy ending (May be thts how people frm my place want movies to be.. :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-8056803740320866397?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/8056803740320866397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=8056803740320866397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/8056803740320866397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/8056803740320866397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-8324207683116737526</id><published>2008-05-13T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:55:02.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man</title><content type='html'>Watched Iron Man today. Was a nice movie. Worth watching it atleast once. A nice techie film and am sure the ones who have interest i n techie stuff will love this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting fr Narnia. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-8324207683116737526?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/8324207683116737526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=8324207683116737526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/8324207683116737526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/8324207683116737526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2008/05/iron-man.html' title='Iron Man'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-4646718879339084353</id><published>2008-05-12T22:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:17:23.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of Emotions...... :)</title><content type='html'>Now my exams got over. But, this time the feeling was a bit different. Overall I worked well for the two projects I got to complete fr my course. They were awesome projects and I really enjoyed doing them. Experienced a lot of emotions while doing the project. May be that's common for those who keep working hard fr their projs or work. But, it is really something new to me. Overall, the last 5 weeks were a mixture of excitement, frustration, enthusiasm, happiness and anger coming one after another in a cyclic sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part was that I was able to submit something in the end. I am sure I will someday forget abt this work. So, I thought of just posting it here so that may be after some days reading this post will give me some nice feelings.. :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-4646718879339084353?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4646718879339084353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=4646718879339084353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/4646718879339084353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/4646718879339084353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2008/05/mixture-of-emotions.html' title='Mixture of Emotions...... :)'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-369265166345609514</id><published>2008-05-01T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:32:10.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to remember.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Its 4:30AM on a Sunday and I just came back frm the lab.  Nyways comin back at such times is not uncommon (considering the previous 4 weeks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I spent more than 17hrs at a stretch to work on my project (which I never thought of).. which is due the comin Wednesday.. Guess, this is th first time tht I happened to sit in frnt of the comp workin fr so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes got screwed.. and I feel them pleading me fr some rest... Donno when I am gonnaake up, but these 17hrs were so efficient.. tht I remembered Uncle's statement AGAIN "The efficiency to work is inversely proportional to the time remaining fr the dead line".. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-369265166345609514?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/369265166345609514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=369265166345609514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/369265166345609514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/369265166345609514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-to-remember.html' title='A day to remember.. :)'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-5498819492060927021</id><published>2008-03-23T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:39:29.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. Got bored watching my Gmail Inbox all the while.. (without a single genuine email frm the past 7-10 days).. Seems like time has come fr me to shut gmail fr a while and return back after some days.... Plannin to do tht in a while if I still feel the same abt tht..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-5498819492060927021?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5498819492060927021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=5498819492060927021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/5498819492060927021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/5498819492060927021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-7481979743977721621</id><published>2008-03-21T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:37:46.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Brk 2008 - aka - A small get-together</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My Spring break 2008 went successful. A report on my Spring brk.... 5 days in 5 paragraphs.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; on Friday midnite and reached on Saturday. I met my friend &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Praneeth &lt;/span&gt;there. It was nice to meet him as I met him after a gap of arnd 21 months. We had lunch in an Indian Restrau. and we had enuf that kept us away frm being hungry until the next morning. That day we also watched a movie called "Bank Job".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I had to catch a flight from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; to DC, where 3 of our classmates (Ritu, Mungeri and myself) planned to meet. I met &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Mungeri &lt;/span&gt;in the airport. It was a long journey from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Baltimore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; airport to DC. It nearly took us 2 hrs time to finally catch the third one, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ritu&lt;/span&gt;. It is always nice to meet our close pals especially after a looooong gap. After some intial comments abt each other ("Ritu.. U did not change", "Mungeri.. U started getting a nice belly", "Siva.. U got shrunk", etc), we went to a river bank.. where it was so nice that I just felt like sitting there and just pass on time. But, the weather made us move frm the place back to the room. The remaining day we spent chatting abt all the silly and stupid stuff we used to do in BHU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we watched The Capitol, The White House, Lincoln Memorial, Washington Memorial and Jefferson Memorial(lots of Mem.s huh..! ). It was a lot of walk... but yeah it was fun (May be its bcoz, I forced them to walk at my pace tht they don't realize the effort they put to walk).. ;) Also, we had been to some lakeside place, which was Ritu's fav. spot. The place was so nice that I just felt like sitting there and keep watching the planes take off one after another. Tht nite, due to lack of gud movies in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; ;) (no unanimous decision), we finally decided to watch Om Shanti Om.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day in DC, we went to a park. I loved the park very much. May be next time, if I happen to go to DC, I will plan to spend one day there... Just keep walkin all along.... Later, that day, we went to have dinner at an Ethiopian restrau. It is in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Maryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; and we had to commute fr arnd 45 mins to reach there. But, after getting into the restaurant, I felt tht it was worth comuting fr 45 mins. The dinner was amazing. The bread(thts wht they call) looked similar to DOSA and also tasted like tht. It was so nice that, the more bread I had, the more I wanted to.. Had them till my stomach finally gave up.. but the tongue was ready to accept.. if there was any place left.. :). Later tht nite, Mungeri left to NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nxt morning, I caught my flight back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;. I had my bus to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Ames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="45" hour="21"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;9:45PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;. So, I had abt 11 hrs time. As I cudn't meet Praneeth, I decided to check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;. I was lucky, as tht day it was not as windy as it was when I went b4. So, walked along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Lake Michigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; for abt 3-4 hrs. After taking some rest, I started walking on the streets of downtown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; for abt 3 hrs amidst those TAAALLL skyscrapers all around. Then finally came back to the bus station and slept there until my chance has come to catch the bus to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Ames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the tour to Chicago and DC went very well. Credits to Ritu fr her planning and making the tour an enjoyable one....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&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/18729234-7481979743977721621?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7481979743977721621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=7481979743977721621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/7481979743977721621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/7481979743977721621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-brk-2008-aka-small-get-together.html' title='Spring Brk 2008 - aka - A small get-together'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-1095600385863401257</id><published>2008-03-04T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T09:10:19.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aila.. 2nd year UP.. ;)</title><content type='html'>Its 2 years and 4 months that I started this blog.. and I was not able to remember the second birthday.. Infact remembered it just now after 4 months (which I think is not new to me).. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I was not as frequent as I was earlier in updating the blog. But, lookin at the stats, I felt tht its not bad.. Last year, it was 12.. and now 9.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N ya... One koool thing I noticed was the invisibility feature given by gtalk.. I donno if thts gud or bad.. but, ya technically, it added a new feature to its kit. It was nice to see that, but, now if I feel like buggin anyone, may be they mite become invisible... One concern.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-1095600385863401257?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/1095600385863401257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=1095600385863401257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/1095600385863401257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/1095600385863401257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2008/03/aila-2nd-year-up.html' title='Aila.. 2nd year UP.. ;)'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-3807315094007557242</id><published>2008-01-30T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T00:06:41.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ames......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hmm.. am here after a long gap.. obviously because of my laziness(reason fr long gap not for being here.. ;)).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Everytime I come here to write something... I notice that my first sentences never change.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I came to Ames, Iowa on 5th January. The weather is quite different from those places I previously stayed.. Houston waas hottt.. But Ames is COLDDD.. Its so freaking cold out here that you cannot walk without an overoat. I tried doing it in the first week and my legs got numb.. ;). Overall, my first month stay at Ames went fine and hope it goes on the way it is going rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming here, I found myself doing some new things. I went for Ice skating on a weekend.. It was funnn.. I fell down like helll.. For the first hour I was taking a lot of care not to fall. but, finally decided that  I am not goin to Njoy if I don't take the risk. So, started skating without any support and started falling. Overall in a span of 2 and a half hours I fel arond 30 times.. out of which there were 4 gr8 fundoo falls.. They were so gr8 that I was not able to believe myself how I Njoyed those thrilling imbalanced falls.. :) Tht was one of the highlites.. :) Yeah.. the final resut.. was able to skate a bit.. ofcourse not gud.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life is going koool here.. Started playing Volly once a week.. and whatelse.. Yeah.. the climate.. Its so gr8 that.. I started loving the snowfalls.. I donno if ppl ever get bored with that.. But, I really am having a gr8 time. Walking on roads filled with snow, though  a bit dangerous, is funn.. Am Njoying that. Also, whenever the mercury levels shoot up above 0 Celcius, my heart suddenly feels bad fr a moment.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think this is the end of the post as I am not in a mood to compose a proper ending fr this one.. See U ppl again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-3807315094007557242?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/3807315094007557242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=3807315094007557242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/3807315094007557242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/3807315094007557242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2008/01/ames.html' title='Ames......'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-4760810807860624155</id><published>2007-09-23T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:58:53.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said Lord Ram doesn't exist???!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May be this should be sent to the politicians who are trying to play politics taking the name of Lord Rama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is about one of my observations here in Houston. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I always happen to see squirrels in Rice Univ. They are completely black. The first time I saw from a distance, I though they were some mongoose. But, later found that they were not. Then I suddenly remembered the story that I happened to hear when I was small. "Why do squrrels in INDIA have 3 white lines on them??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The story goes this way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When Lord Rama is managing the Vanaras build the bride to Lanka, there was a squirrel there which felt like it should also help Rama in some way or the other. So, it decided to throw sand on the rocks laid by the vanaras. Though it was a very small help, it enjoyed doing that. Then Lord Rama happens to see the squirrel and it seems that he took it into his hands and moved his three fingers(excluding the thumb and little finger) on the squirrels back. SO, the three white lines that we see on the back of any INDIAN squirrel are because of the blessings of Lord Rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ofcourse, Lord Rama wasn't here. So, we can't expect squirrels in US also to have white color lines.. DOnno if these ppl can distinguish a mongoose frm a squirrel... :) :) :) {Atleast I cannot as of now...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One of my mythological stories helped me explain the difference between DESI and AMRU squirrels.. ;) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-4760810807860624155?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4760810807860624155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=4760810807860624155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/4760810807860624155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/4760810807860624155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-said-lord-ram-doesnt-exist.html' title='Who said Lord Ram doesn&apos;t exist???!!!!'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-8327331021630585249</id><published>2007-09-21T00:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:49:01.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm.. after these many days... I guess this is the common statement that I put before each of my posts. Nyways.. I didnot feel anything apt other than this at this odd hour(Am in the lab at 2:30AM and really am not feelin to work).&lt;br /&gt;So, just tryin to say Hi to all.. [;)]......&lt;br /&gt;Aur kya hai??&lt;br /&gt;Haan Houston... (My personal feelings.. and all tht copyrighted stuff..............)&lt;br /&gt;I didnot like the place at the first sight. May be after knowing that its the fourth biggest city in US, I expected a lot.. But, ya.. its not as good as Munich. ANd ya. after coming here.. I saw many similarities to India.. like.. Punctuality.... I was in an apprehension that I got to go to classes at rite time, shud attend everything on time, etc.. But, its not the case.. Here also they follow the system of ACTUAL+15-20mins(Guess its 30 in India.. [;)])... So, no difference there//&lt;br /&gt;Then Eating.. I am a Restricted Non-veggie... So, no pork and beef(N these are the things that U generally get here often). So, in parties,etc(like free food.. etc).. got to be careful.. To avoid taking risk I happened to take a veggie sandwich on the first day.. I didn't know that they have RAW mushroom.. It was horrible...&lt;br /&gt;Now.. ACs.. I donno how ppl survive sitting in those AC rooms. Its really bad.. I come out of my room now and then and stand in Sun for a while and go back. When I was in Munich, the ppl there used to be so fond of Sun that they used to celebrate whenever they find a sunny Noon.. Here its the opposite.. [:(]&lt;br /&gt;Rains.. haan I came here on 15th August and on 16th August there was a heavy downpour because of which the university has to be shutdown fr some 4 hrs.. (The drainage system here is very good).. Now, I got used to the rains here which is always filled with thunders and lightening.. The lightening occurs in such a way that the Fire Alarms of the Apartment strt working.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;University.. Its a very small Univ.. heard its the smallest considering something.. I donno.. nd the research is good.&lt;br /&gt;Now...... ????????????????????????/&lt;br /&gt;I donno... Will stop here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-8327331021630585249?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/8327331021630585249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=8327331021630585249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/8327331021630585249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/8327331021630585249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmm.html' title='Houston &amp; Me'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-7347338945833884037</id><published>2007-04-17T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:54:26.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK WEEKEND......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On a summer Friday evening, there was heavy rain filled with thunders and lightening. I enjoyed that as am fond of rain and also that it rained in Summer which is really damn hot over here. I did not get wet as it already became dark. So, it was around 8PM that I started taking dinner. By 9, I was up and sat in my balcony hearing the thunders and tryin to avoid myself frm seeing lightening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden at around 9:30PM, the power went down. This was Nyways expected. So, we waited till 10 fr the power to come. But, there was no power. As there was nothing that we can do, we went to bed that night. There was no power the whole day until I woke up at arnd 11:30AM. We found some eletric wire which got cut due to the heavy rain. As we were non-locals, we thought that someone might have lodged a complaint and let the Electricity board know abt this. We waited till 7:30PM that day. There was no power. Helll!!!! Never before did I happen to experience power cut for such long a duration. Cud actually do nothing the whole day other than expecting power to return now, now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, 3 of us left to one of our colleagues home that day and slept there. It was another part of Kochi and hence there was power. The next day we came back to our house to see that the power has not yet come. Its the same in the whole locality here.. Donno how ppl were staying in their homes without power frm the past 40 hrs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally decided to lodge a complaint at the Electricity board thinking that the more number of complaints they receive the earlier they come to tackle the problem. And here came the most frustrating part........... None of the persons in the locality has lodged a complaint.. Helll!!!!.. We are the first ones and guess the only ones to lodge a compalint regarding this blackout.. Ohh God.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyways, after 6 hours (that day was Sunday and also a holiday here in Kerala as they celebrate that day as their New year), we were blessed with power which was being expected to return before 30 hrs.. ;) It was already late by that time, as the weekend got over... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-7347338945833884037?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7347338945833884037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=7347338945833884037' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/7347338945833884037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/7347338945833884037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2007/04/black-weekend.html' title='BLACK WEEKEND......'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-3294472525307878682</id><published>2007-02-13T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T03:38:43.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The God of Small Things &amp; Blood Diamond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now, its about a novel "&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The God of Small things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;".. by Arundhati Roy.. suggested by Ritu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The first thing that struck my mind when I was reading this novel was the movie "Pulp Fiction".. The novel was written in such a way that you got to be attentive while reading it.. If a general novel goes 1-2-3-4-5 way.. This novel goes in a random sequence 3-1-5-4-2...[Pulp Fiction also goes this way... :) :)] Hats off to the author for composing novel in such a fashion.. and ya this novel deserves the Booker Prize it got... A wonderful and novice way of depicting a complete plot without leaving any voids in the story. This novel explains abt each and every character at the rite time and its abt the life of two twins.. Rahel and Estha... Try reading this..Its funn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;One movie about which I would like to write is "&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Blood Diamond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;".. suggested by Chowdary. A terrific movie which depicts the way how the conflict diamonds are procured, how they pass the borders of different countries and how they are stored underground for the diamond price to rise and be at the peak.. One thing was sure about the movie.. After watching the movie any one the two things will happen (may be both.. ;) ;)).. "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;We will either hate Africa or stop buying diamonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"..[Not my quote.. Some reviewer's which I felt was apt..].. DiCaprio's acting was gud... {Lets see if he can get the oscars this time..}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-3294472525307878682?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/3294472525307878682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=3294472525307878682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/3294472525307878682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/3294472525307878682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2007/02/god-of-small-things-blood-diamond.html' title='The God of Small Things &amp; Blood Diamond'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-141222441226118234</id><published>2007-02-05T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T23:52:10.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The DAY has come.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People always used to say here (in Andhra) when I was a child, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERE WILL COME ONE DAY WHEN PPL STRT FIGHTIN FR WATER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yaaa.. its water.. not for a gal, not for a kingdom, neither for land nor for power.... Its for one of the basic eminities required for the man to survive... WATER.. Whenever I heard about this in my childhood, I used to think that this mite be one of those meaningless stories.. "How come people fight for water??" But, eventually.. knowing the latest developments in this aspect, I strted to feel tht its no more a story.. Its a fact.. Something thats gonna create tremors in the states... and finally I had to agree that the DAY will come.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Now... the DAY has come.. With the supreme court giving a verdict somewhat in favor of Tamil Nadu, the people in Karnataka have staged for a bandh... And the political parties in Karnataka have not come out with any proper response after the verdict was given.. [Donno wht are they thinnking of??? their damn Power, votes, etc..].. Police was deployed everywhere in Bangalore (in fear of riots..) and other sensitive places in Karnataka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donno wht the DAY will leave or where will this end.. but lets HOPE NEVER SUCH A DAY COME AGAIN IN THE FUTURE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-141222441226118234?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/141222441226118234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=141222441226118234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/141222441226118234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/141222441226118234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-has-come.html' title='The DAY has come.....'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-5058339162176083589</id><published>2007-01-09T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:23:07.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GURUVAYUR</title><content type='html'>Now, I am back with my trip to Guruvayur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is a place in Kerala famous for the temple of Guruvayurappan (the diety there). It has a gr8 history tht Lord Krishna was present when the idol was installed there.... [Furter detials &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guruvayur_Temple"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guruvayur_Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The temples in Guruvayur have 2 rules for male devotees...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. They shud attend the temple with white Lungis (called Punche)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. They shudnot be wearing their shirt inside the temple premises.. They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/RaPS3BD-LhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Qs7KamNgsNw/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018086252440595986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/RaPS3BD-LhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Qs7KamNgsNw/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; shud be wearing a towel over their body..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These rules are strictly follwed there.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/RaPS3BD-LgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/djQggIk7wq8/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And all the devotees shud adhere to these rules.&lt;br /&gt;There was a big queue outside the temple and I was lucky to complete my darshan in 2 hrs.. :) :)..And after that. its normal.. had a look at some of the BIGGG elephants there near the temple. They r used to serve the Lord. Then returned back.. Overall.. it was somethin different which I badly needed to come out of this monotonous life in Kochi.. :) :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-5058339162176083589?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5058339162176083589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=5058339162176083589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/5058339162176083589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/5058339162176083589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2007/01/guruvayur.html' title='GURUVAYUR'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/RaPS3BD-LhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Qs7KamNgsNw/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-116582962452112935</id><published>2006-12-11T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:43:47.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novels again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi... Here is some review on 2 more novels I have read.. I read them one week b4. always thought of postin the review but U know am damn Lazyyy.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. The Pelican Brief:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Its also the same fiction/suspense novel involving FBI, CIA, the President of US, blah blah.. A small brief made by a woman named Derby shaw regarding murder of two supreme court judges creates terror waves in her life and it is all about how she came out of them (ofcourse successfully..).. Same following, escaping, killings, etc.. really got bored with tht suspense stuff now.. So, thought of changing the category.. So, took up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. The Monk who sold his Ferrari:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Its some inspirational book.. not spiritual but involves the way how a man shud live inorder to live a peaceful life.. There are 7 aspects mentioned and I donno if they really work.. I tried to implement them but my laziness is still on an upper hand to do them. May be one day I'll try using the methods there... Just to check if it works.. :) :)(Better if it..) A gr8 lawyer who earns in arnd 8 figures or so leaves everything (even his ferrari) in searh of peace in his life and heads to Himalayas(India).. He later returns back to US and teaches the lessons he learnt amidst those snow mountains where he lived with a number of monks. Overall its a gud book to read (Guess better if we can implement.. donno...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-116582962452112935?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/116582962452112935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=116582962452112935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/116582962452112935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/116582962452112935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/12/novels-again_11.html' title='Novels again'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-116471374358043737</id><published>2006-11-28T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T03:35:43.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend @ Kochi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hmm.. So, after a period of 1 month (infact 40 days..) I finally had an opportunity to get out of my house in Kochi and go out. All the time, it used to rain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Three of us left to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fort Kochi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. We travelled on a ferry in between to reach there. The journey on ferry is also not gr88. All I cud find was old ships(outdated nearly) and dirty water..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;The first thing I liked and also the best was the seashore. Though we cannot get into water there(as its filled with plants and rocks), I just liked standing.... Just see the sea and take the feeeeellll.. :) :) I loved the beach so much tht I ditched my frnds who wanted to cover some other places there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Another important and somewhat interesting one was the chinese nets across the shore. These nets used new mechanism to catch small fish near the shore. I repented fr not havin a cameraa.. Nxt time I go, I will definitely get one snap.. :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;That day I have been to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dutch Cemetary&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Vasco Church&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;St. Francis Church&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dutch Palace&lt;/span&gt;. Cemetary has nothin other than tombs.. Din't find anything interestin there.. The Church was it seems the first on ein India built by Vascodegama and crew in 1500. The Palace has nothin abt Dutch ppl but a lot abt the Kings of Kochi.. Donno how the name has come... Paintings(of Ramayana) in the palace were not taken care off properly. U have to concentrate a lot to decipher the paints there.. It was the end of the exploration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;The next day was my B-Day. We actually planned to watch Dhoom-2. But, hearin the review got scared and didn't feel like spoilin the day. After all don't wanna repeat my Diwali-2004..:):) Did somethin equivalent to cuttin the cake..(Bought pastries yaar.. U see, no need to cut :) :)).. Bus, tht day went like that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I decided to go to the seashore every weekend.... (If climate permits.. which is a big deciding factor here) :)&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/18729234-116471374358043737?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/116471374358043737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=116471374358043737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/116471374358043737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/116471374358043737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekend-kochi.html' title='Weekend @ Kochi'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-116399809683276080</id><published>2006-11-17T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:32:59.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVELS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hiiii...&lt;br /&gt;Am gettin bored here in the company and finally thought of bloggin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donno wht happened to me.. But I strted readin novels(which I never thought I wud) after comin here.. Completed Dan Brown's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Deception Point&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Digital Fortress&lt;/span&gt; and then Robert Ludlum's &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ambler Warning&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital Fortress: This is a ok type novel.. in which there is somethin to do with the security.. The novel was not so enthusiastic(compared to Da Vinci).. Cud guess the wrong person b4 the author exposes.. so, it was just ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deception Point: This was a gud one when compared to the previous one (but not as good as Da Vinci ofcourse).. Deals abt how the NASA and the US Govt. gets deceived by the work of a single person. It involves a lot of twists and the sequence in which the secret gets exposed was good.. Here its a bit difficult to guess the wrong person correctly.. Overall it was gud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ambler Warning: This novel by Robert Ludlum is on a secret service agent. His name was removed frm all the databases and its like he never existed b4. Without his notice, he was plastic surged and the story is on how he comes to know wht he really was and why the ppl had made him so and who the ppl were.. The explanation of fightin sequences was good :) :).. But, the novel was not tht gr88..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, some novels are in the pipeline (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Pelican Brief&lt;/span&gt;).. If u ppl find any novel interestin lemme know. See tht the novel doesn't contain some 1K pages.. (I guess I can't.. :) )..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bye fr now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-116399809683276080?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/116399809683276080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=116399809683276080' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/116399809683276080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/116399809683276080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/11/novels.html' title='NOVELS...'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-116295833507619871</id><published>2006-11-07T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T19:58:55.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year UP.. :)</title><content type='html'>A post to just remind myself tht I completed one year bloggin..:):)......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-116295833507619871?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/116295833507619871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=116295833507619871' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/116295833507619871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/116295833507619871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-year-up.html' title='One year UP.. :)'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-115701131594456235</id><published>2006-10-26T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T03:44:01.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSIN MISSIN N STILL MISSIN.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hmmmm.. So, after bein HYPER ACTIVE fr a period of 3 months in blog world, I went into hibernation fr a period of nearly 3 months. Am baq now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone were the days when frnds used to take care of me. Now, am alone and gotto take care of myself which I never thought of durin my stay at IT(not even b4). Its all together a new world where no one cares for you and U will be and shud be responsible for all the things(either gud or bad) that happen to U. They say its professional world and it is the way it is. But, I really am startin to hate this part of world. Mite be its too early to hate it, but the strt atleast was not gud. Ppl say "U get accustomed to it gradually as we got". But no where I feel it. I jst can't take my I-card daily to the office without fail(but it shud be certainly taken..). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is tht I am alone frm my Insti here in Kochi(It seems tht in a recent survey it was given tht Kochi is the best place to stay.. Donno how they came to such a conclusion), a place where all the shops start shuttin down by 8 in the evening, no happenin all around. U find very a few internet cafes open till 10.&lt;br /&gt;Its all in the end of the day I feel alone just thinkin of all my frnds in the college and callin 'em if possible. Rite frm the ATM card onwards, I just have lots N lots of things which make me remember those stupids and idiots with whom I spent 4 gr8 years. I felt like I will also get used to this(loneliness) someday or the other, but, its the other way round. I happened to strt missin them more n more as the time kept passin on.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be there mite come one day when I happen to meet all of them and stay together..(jst a hope and the probability fr this is "I DONNO") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss U all yaaaaar.. Chowdary, Rajat, Ritu, Uncle, Kaps, Animesh, Sush, Chulli, Ramesh, Rama, Sriram, Rakesh2, Prasad, Praneeth, Dt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;** Guess I became too emotional.. Am tryin to get accustomed to this place and hope this will be the last post of this kind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-115701131594456235?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/115701131594456235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=115701131594456235' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115701131594456235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115701131594456235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/10/missin-missin-n-still-missin.html' title='MISSIN MISSIN N STILL MISSIN.....'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-115349091245869248</id><published>2006-07-21T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T03:55:46.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITALIAaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hi everyone.. Here I come wid my post on ITALY trip. This will not be tht long as the previous ones.. Tried to condense it a lott.. [Fr bigger version N details visit www.munichdairy.blogspot.com]&lt;br /&gt;We had to cross Austria to go to Italy. We came to know tht the transport in Italy is very cheap. So, we got reserved till Italian border in a German train. Austria is damn sexy mann.. The train route is awesome.. U pass through and beside the ALPS.. Now.. comin to the trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first spot was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERONA&lt;/span&gt;. Came to know abt this place at the last minute of our plan. So, thought of visitin even this place too..(The main reason was we had to change a train @ this place.. N it turned out lucky..). There is a biggg Arena here. Its still workin N Eric Clapton is scheduled to play in a few days in tht arena.. It was really a big one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt one is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Venice&lt;/span&gt;. The sexiest place I found in Italy. Its Canals canals N canals all over. Here the boats are like our city buses.. Also there are some boats called GANDOLA in which GENERALLY the lovers love to visit the city(there will be some soft music played in tht.). It was one of the places I thought of visitin one time. I never felt like I wud be able to go there this soon..[Courtesy.. Rajat..:)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROME&lt;/span&gt;: The name says it all... We visited Colossus.. Ya, its even bigger than tht at Verona, but its not functional anymore. ONLY FR SIGHT SEEIN. Wee had a map in our hands. So, wee strted visitin all the tourist spots one by one. Some of them I remember r spanish steps(these r famous as ppl generally come here N propose it seems.. :O ), one Piazza(Its a square..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vatican City.&lt;/span&gt;. U know we actually scheduled to go to vatican city on the second day(2 days in rome). But on the first day when we kept on visitin one spot after another in Italy N came to the last spot we found tht its just infrnt of us.. ya. thht Vatican city.. So, we just went inside the church(Not Sistine chappel).. We went to the Sistine Chappel the followin day. Stood in the queue fr arnd 4 hrs and finally entered the Richest Shrine in the world. I didn't find Nythin interestin over there.. First of all its a shrine N the nxt one is there also there a lot of PAINTINGSS.... Later headed to Pisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pisa&lt;/span&gt;... Thought of visitin a beach which is near Pisa. But cudn't finally. So, we spent soem time there only in Pisa with the leanin towr. Had a long photo session N finally headed to Florence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Florence&lt;/span&gt;.. Wht shud I say.??? We reached Florence at nite. U ppl know Florence is gr8 in the nite.. I liked the nite culture over there. The lightin system, the ppl roamin N ya, U find a no. of lovers here at nites....(Ya, I didn't find them in the mornin there.. he he)The ppl go on bike racin in the nites on the roads. Ppl take drugs N keep roamin on the streets.. One of my frnds was offered marijuana.. haha.. I didn't tell U one imp. thing.. We slept outside the railway station tht day... I didn't get proper sleep, But Rajat was snorin.... In the day time, we again had a look at the city.... went to some tourist spots N finally headed to Munich...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ITALY trip was over this wayyyyyyyyy.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-115349091245869248?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/115349091245869248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=115349091245869248' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115349091245869248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115349091245869248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/07/italiaaaaaa.html' title='ITALIAaaaaa'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-115280717515545576</id><published>2006-07-19T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T01:41:19.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIVA..PIZZA..BEER..RED WINE..RESTRAU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is abt my experiences with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PIZZA, BEER &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; REDWINE&lt;/span&gt; in AUSLAND(Its german version of Foreign country)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donno how many of you will be stunned to listen tht I never had a pizza in my life(in INDIA all those 21 yrs there...).. The opportunity to taste a Pizza has come one day.. U know wheree??? In ROME... Yaa.. I had my first Pizza in Rome.. It was really delicious N I felt like havin a lot of them..(But my stomach didn't agree wid tht..) We were in Rome fr 1 day N tht day our lunch N dinner were Pizzas only.. I liked them.. The nxt day we had been to Vatican City N there also it was a Pizza in our Lunch N tht nite we were in Pisa N we AGAIN had a Pizza in our dinner there.. The nxt day we were in Florence N there AGAIN fr Lunch.. All Pizzas at a time .. N b4 tht never had 1. It's really strange na... Sometimes it happens..... When I said my frnds tht this was the first time I am havin Pizza they said tht U strted wid the best One.. N never xpect to get such Pizzas else where.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my dinner at a restaurant in Foreign.. I never had been to any restrau after comin to Munich(Even now too... felt like better to have self-cooked food..). When we were in Pisa, we felt like havin somethin in the Restrau. So, checked in(U know Pisa is a real cheap place.. both to live N eat too.. hehe).. When we went inside we gave an order fr a Pizza(mentioned earlier..). I felt like makin this somewht memorable N finally decided to go fr Redwine(Was not the first time I had this). Asked my frnds fr company. No1 came forward(felt a bit awkward, but thought like I shudn't miss the experience). So, I ordered fr a Red wine. Wht to say abt tht. I was given 300ml Redwine. So, consumed it slowly until we got our ordered Pizza. Initially I felt like its not tht gud, but after takin some, I felt like its ok N in the end felt like..'Arey it got completed this quickly'.. Then had a Pizza N strted walkin back to the railway station. Guess I lost some contrl..... It was gr8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its the BEER. We stay in the Electronis Dept., TU-Munich. Tht was the Department Day.... My guide gave info. tht you will be gettin Lunch at this place fr free today N U get the Bavarian's best Beer.. I like experiencin all such stuff.. So, felt like not missin the opportunity. So, all 3 of us(Rajat, myself N Gaurav) chipped inside the Audi fr Lunch.. We had some so called Bread.. My first option was to go fr BEER.. I found it bein served frm some wooden tin.. Guess it is the place where the good quality beer is stored. So, took it N had it.. Wht shud I say now??? The beer was gud.. N I guess I had arnd 500ml.. N my stomach wasn't acceptin more.. Was happy tht I tasted even the best beer. Us din bhi thoda sa chad gaya tha.. But was able to chat properly wid my frnds.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................DONNO WHEN I WILL POST THE NXT ONE.............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-115280717515545576?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/115280717515545576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=115280717515545576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115280717515545576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115280717515545576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/07/sivapizzabeerred-winerestrau.html' title='SIVA..PIZZA..BEER..RED WINE..RESTRAU'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-115280551811378816</id><published>2006-07-14T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T02:36:00.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOTIE FEVERRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I am in Munich, Germany.. where there r real Diehard Footie fans.. I saw a lot of 'em... So, I wud like to scribble somethin on my experiences here wid this..&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a slight idea on football b4 I came here(Never watched Ny match in TV b4 comin here.. Jst some of my frnds matches in the coll...). I was havin a feelin like to experience the footie fever.. Whts all tht?? How will tht be??? I heard a lot abt it.. So, jst was waitin fr the time.. N I was lucky to be here durin the world Cup N U know tht the openin ceremony took place at Munich only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/4051282.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/4051282.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Date: June 9, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Event: Openin Ceremony of WC-2006 Football&lt;br /&gt;Place: Olympia park, Munich&lt;br /&gt;Capacity: 40,000 ppl..&lt;br /&gt;People: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Karn, Sudani Siva, Gaurav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to attend the openin ceremony N wanna watch the first match to experience whts all this footie fever.. So, left the lab early(My guide cudn't say No, as he also planned to watch it.. But he went late N was not allowed inside as the park was over crowded..).. It took abt 45 mins for us to enter inside the Park... Btw, this FAN PARK is the place where the ppl who donot get the stadium tickets come to watch the match fr free.. I was really amazed at the crowd there.. U see the ppl many of them takin beer N just Njoyin the match shoutin, wavin German flags, dancin, etc.. I thought of grabbin a beer tht day, but was unable to as I was unable to get out of the crowd to take one(We got a place just infrnt of the screen, though a bit back, so, didn't feel like leavin it).. So, tht day we got ourselves painted with the German flag colors on our face N strted cheerin fr Germany. Its the openin match Germany vs Costa Rice. I heard tht the Germans are a bit dangerous.. So, I felt like havin a German flag color on my cheek wud save me at odd times haha.. We watched the match N later returned SAFE..(the day Germany won naaaa.. so were saved.. else donno wht wud have happened... OMG).. Had a gud experience there too.. The only thing I felt like missin there was BEER.. Also one more thin.. This state is famous fr its beer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Germans really go crazy when they win a match. They celebrate very well. U shud have witnessedd it.. Whenever Germany wins a match, U keep hearin a lot of horns on the roads. These ppl donot use horns at all at normal times..(the amazin fact I happened to realize after 4 days of my arrival to Munich)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the seond time I went to the FAN PARK.&lt;br /&gt;Date: 9th July, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Event: Final World Cup Match.. Italy vs France&lt;br /&gt;People: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rajat, Sudani Siva, Gaurav, Gaurav's bro N his cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it was a lot of Njoyment here. First of all, Munich is a place which is nearer to Italy when compared to all the Fan Parks in Germany.. So, the park was completely filledd with Italian people.. N ya, One thing.. Italian gals r damn beautifulllllllllllllllllllllllllll...... I happened to watch the three-fourth match sittin beside some bunch of gorgeous Italian gals... I dinno whom to watch.. hehehe.. Tht day as expected the crowd didn't turn up. It was arnd 22000 ppl in the park.. The match went well.. N ya U shud have watched the Italians celebrate.. Nyhow, the Germans wud have celebrated still wellll.... (Had they won it..)&lt;br /&gt;N ya, U mite be havin a doubt if I had a beer this time.. I didn't.. as I already got an opportunity to taste the BEST BAVARIAN BEER 2 days b4 tht...(Will post it toooo.. So, come back here again...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep watchin.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-115280551811378816?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/115280551811378816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=115280551811378816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115280551811378816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115280551811378816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/07/footie-feverrrrrrrr_14.html' title='FOOTIE FEVERRRRRRRR'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-115280539879702636</id><published>2006-07-13T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T10:42:15.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS (Day 2 &amp; 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the second day.....[Just check the post below fr the first day]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my Lunch, N then we headed to have a look at Louvre Museum. We went there N found tht the museum will be closed within an hour. So decided to visit it the next day N then tht evenin we went to Notredam. Its a church..a famous one.. Also heard tht it was in race fr the modern wonders. Had a look at tht. It was drizzlin tht day.. We just were loiterin on roads here N there N ya, thts also a gud thing which U can do in Paris.. haha.. Later, we left to Nikhil's room early. Had a gr8 dinner there N slept. [A small day na....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/paris%20275.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/400/paris%20275.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RAJAT wid MONA..(Watch Rajat's blush..)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;[Photo meine hi liya tha.. hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; The next day we went to Louvre Museum.. Got some snaps at the pyramid(Guess U watched it in DaVinci Code) N then went inside... The museum has a lot of art in it.. U know its just borin fr me(Not an art-lover).. I just entered the museum to have a look at the MONALISA(Ppl talk a lot abt tht pic.... I donno why...). The one I saw who was really happy to watch tht was RAJAT.... Pata nahi, uska to chehra dekhna hai udar.. He was in a blissful mood... (Mite be coz he is an artist.. or is there Ny other reason??? I donno.. hehe). I was just walkin here N there. Donno whts painted, how, etc.. Just wanderin.. Finally we felt like we had enuf of Louvre..so retired frm tht place..(guess rajat wanted to see somemore there..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Sacracoure.. Its a place where there is a church and its in the city centre at a very high altitude. When wee got down at the Metro there, we strted walkin in a direction exactly opposite..(ya, even here tooooo.....). After walkin some distance(its actually not SOME), we came to know tht we r in the wrong direction..so, strted our return journey N ya, tht church is really at a very high altitude...We were able to see Paris city even frm tht place toooo.. So, covered tht place N finally returned to Nikhil's house to take dinner. Ha d again a wonderful dinner N strted to leave to Munich.. We finally reached Munich the next day(a bit exhausted..as we kept roamin all weekends in June xcept the 2nd one...). Felt like "I'M MISSIN MUNICH"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nxt 2 weekend in July we stayed in Munich.. On the first we did nothin..(Hence got bored),.. On the other we watched the FOOTBALL FINAL[will post abt this too... Jst wait]....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come here tomorrow.. Will be postin on experiences regardin Footie fever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-115280539879702636?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/115280539879702636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=115280539879702636' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115280539879702636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115280539879702636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/07/paris-day-2-3_13.html' title='PARIS (Day 2 &amp; 3)'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-115280026388309332</id><published>2006-07-12T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T10:37:22.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS  (Day 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I come again wid my post on Paris.... Heard tht ppl heard a lot abt ITALY last yr (hehe..). So, will post it later...&lt;br /&gt;Haa.. PARIS, the place of eternal love, as somebody said, is really a wonderful place to watch... I dinno much abt livin there. But ppl say its really costly over there... So, first of all abt our journey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We strted here frm Munich on Friday nite(Got reservved in a Night train called Nacht Zug). As soon as we entered inside, we found some frivolous ppl in shorts wid a walky-talky in their hands and a I-Card which they were showin us(It stated FEDERAL POLICE.. OOoops). Really, I can say one thin tht at the first sight, I didn't believe tht they were Police.. but havin a look at the I-Card had to..(U ofcourse don't have sufficient time to do tht even... Jst managed to).. Those ppl took my VISA N strted talkin to some1 in some language which I cudn't comprehend.. I was havin some doubt in my mind like 'R these real Police???', 'R they gonna run away wid my PP(Passport)???', 'But I saw their I-Card, so mite be not...', etc.. They really took hell lot of time to get it confirmed tht I am a legal immigrant... Haahhh... Finally they gave our PPs back (Thank Godddd... I got 'em bak..).. Now we r freeeeeeeee.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seats in the train were not tht suitable to have a gud sleep.. (I din't write abt Italy na.. Actually Italian trains have a very gud system to sleep in the cabins.. Will let U know in tht post).. So, jst had a half-sleep the whole nite. In the mornin we reached Paris. There we had to go to a person's house which is situated abt 1 hr frm the Paris East station.. Actually tht person is a cousin of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Gaurav&lt;/span&gt;.. So, our accomodation problem was solved(Can say we were lucky, coz tht chap planned to leave to India 3 days after we left Paris..).. We managed to reach his home finally. Had a gr8 bath. Then strted to roam Paris..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went to Versailles. Btw, tht person's name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nikhil&lt;/span&gt;. He said tht if we r not interested to visit the palace, we can getinside the garden of the palace. As U ppl mite have known by now tht we already got bored wid the palaces N castles, we thought of goin to the garden there.. But here comes the first unexpeccted event... There is an entry fee even to the garden.. Ohh God.. I donno wht they were opt to... So, we just walked arnd the garden N U know, tht place is so big tht we even Njoyed by roamin in the free area there.. Its like a big park in whicg there is restricted entry to the garden.. So, had some gud time over there. Later we left to the sexiest N the most talked place in Paris... Yep.. Guess U got it... Its EIFFEL TOWER.... Nikhil left us at this place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/paris%20202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/paris%20202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there arnd 7 PM. Got into the line N by 9 we were on the top of the tower(Until its allowed).. To be frank, its really a wonderful place to be.. I liked it a lot N just loved to be there the whole day if time permitted.. N one suggestion to the one-side lovers(Guess I have mentioned it somewhere already..).. Take the one U love onto the top of the tower N propose her.. Its such a sexy place tht she wud hardly reject.. Even if she rejects, U always have a choice to push her frm the TOPPPP.. hehehe.. Btw, we happened to witness a propose.. It was ofcourse accepted.. We also had the view of Sunset frm tht place.. We stayed there till 11PM on the top. We wanted to watch the EIFFEL TOWER on lites. Also, there are some lites on the tower which keep glitterin fr 10 mins in an hour(eg. 9 to 9.10; 10 to 10:10.. It atually strts frm 9 PM).. So, we were on road by 11:00Pm to watch this.. It was awesome....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back to the place we got to go.. We just know Nikhil's address. N at tht time there is no Bus fecility available to reach his home. Had to walk arnd Half-an-hour(If we know the way..). We strted walkin assumin we know the way.. But we lost it.. It was arnd 1:30 AM N we r on roads. Dinno whom to ask.. Gaurav had a phone but its on International roamin.. We had a long walk.. Dinno where we were goin.. Just kept walkin fr arnd half an hour.. Finaly we came to a bus-stop which has a map. We looked in the map fr the street we gotto go... Hellll.. we were on the opposite side... So, checked it and strted goin in the rite direction.. This time we kept walkin fr another Half-an hour. We were not able to find the places we had to... So, strted searchin fr another bus stop where we can get a map.. Got it.. this time tooo we were wrong, actually took a turn in advance.. Nxt time we got an idea.. Using our Rajat's BELOVED Camera.. took a snap of the map(It really worked..) We finally reached Nikhil's home arnd 3:30AM... Tht day I Njoyed a lottt and got exhausted completely by the time I reached the destination..... So, went to bed as fast as possible.. The nxt day I woke up to find my colleagues gettin ready fr Lunch.. (They had Breakfast too... haha)..&lt;br /&gt;Will post the nxt 2 days events in the nxt post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-115280026388309332?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/115280026388309332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=115280026388309332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115280026388309332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115280026388309332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/07/paris-day-1.html' title='PARIS  (Day 1)'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-115081708435761568</id><published>2006-06-20T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T11:32:49.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BeNeLux Tour(Days 2 &amp; 3 to Belgium N Luxembourg)</title><content type='html'>So, guess U ppl had a long journey in my previous post.kk, I'll make it brief here.But tht day in Amsterdam was real LONGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Amsterdam, the railway station was closed in the nite, So, we took a train to Rotredam. We reached there at around 3 AM. Now strted tough time, We had to stay in the station only, but even Rotredam station also will be closed. So, wht we did was we checked a place near the station(guess its a part of it) where there is some sub-way type(later came to know tht its the way to metro N is on repair) and sat there the whole night till 6 AM. It was really very very cold tht day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later left to Brussels N then to Louvine La Neuve[LLN](The place where our class mate Virender is stayin fr his internship). We took a map in the station which was completely deserted and left in search of Viren. U know, lookin at the roads, no no they were deserted roads, the first feelin I got is tht its some place like BRATISLAVA,(Hey, I have not been there, but just as it was shown in EUROTRIP). There was no1 to ask for the address. So, We finally spotted it on the map N left to his room(Spottin the place was tough). The first thing Viren asked was 'How did U reach our room!!!!!'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, got freshed up there and left to a place called Knokke Heist. Its a border of Belgium and there is the North Sea. Actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/DSC00677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/DSC00677.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we came to know tht there is a natural Reserve there. So felt like checkin it out. The place was really a damn good place fr nature lovers... A wonderful place to stay and keep lookin at the place..Its calm and pleasant. Spent some time there N Njoyed..&lt;br /&gt;As shown in the photograph, there is the border fencing(Just check it a bit concentratedly, My jacket is over tht). Its the max in tht direction we can go wid our SCHENGEN VISA. After tht sea is UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Myself N Rajat at the border(Knokke Heist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we strted our journey back to Viren's room. Slept there the night. It was really freshnin to sleep in a room rather than some station in tht cold. So, had a wonderful sleep tht day(We were lucky as Viren is not in his room tht day. Gave us the keys in the mornin N left to roam...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next mornin, we strted frm LLN to Brussels. We had 3 hours to roam Brussels, thought it &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/IMG_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/IMG_0229.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was really less to cover it. We strted walkin wid an aim to cover as many places as possible. We went to the grand place, sat there fr some time N then left to have a look at the Manneken Pis and later went in search of Royal Palace. We were unable to find it but found other places instead. U know when we found tht Royal Palace? just b4 we strted our return journey to catch the train. So, tht was left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;At Grand Place, Brussels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/IMG_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/IMG_0242.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, we planned not to get into any museum as we got bored visitin lot of them(I got bored in the first instance...Thought of not repeatin it again). Brussels is completely filled wid a number of Museums, one fr tht, one fr this, so on.... So, we were happy tht we covered Brussels to the max(xcludin the museums).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The Manneken Pin(Too Funny One..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/DSC00744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/DSC00744.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then left to Luxembourg to catch a train. Ahh in Luxembourg, we didn't find gud places where we can roam or just see some gud constructions,etc... So, we just walked on the streets saw some park, etc took some snaps.Thts wht we did in Luxembourg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In Luxembourg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later caught a train to Munich and reached Munich at 23:55.(we had to reach by tht time, its some EURAIL PASS rule..)&lt;br /&gt;Went to the room N had MAGGI(the best thing tht I bought b4 comin here. Can be cooked widin 5 mins, gr88).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, overall, the best place I felt durin the trip was AMSTERDAMMMNNN..Gr8 tourist place. Knokke Heist is also a gud place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this way our trip to BeNeLux ended. Finally covered 3 countries in 3 days (before that covered a city in Austria tooo, so total 4) out of 14 countries(available to roam using Schengen VISA...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next weekend we took a BREAK. It was really borin to take a break.....:( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-115081708435761568?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/115081708435761568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=115081708435761568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115081708435761568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/115081708435761568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/06/benelux-tourdays-2-3-to-belgium-n_20.html' title='The BeNeLux Tour(Days 2 &amp; 3 to Belgium N Luxembourg)'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-114979217003936546</id><published>2006-06-08T03:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T08:42:29.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BeNeLux Tour---Day 1(Amsterdam)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi allll....&lt;br /&gt;So, I am finally postin my blog after arnd 3-4 months. I always wanted to publish a post but U know I am laazyyy.. So, Now I finally am composin some stuff...(Guess this is the startin line of my previous post too :)) [Its a bit lengthy; just be patient...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about our tour to BeNeLux. This BeNeLux is combination of three small countries named Belgium, Netherlands and Luxembourg. Before startin abt the tour a small info. We took a EU rail pass wid the help of which we can travel for 8 days(not necessarily consecutive) in 2 months in 3 countries. So, our EU Rail pass is valid till July 31st. The 3 countries we selected were Germany, France and BeNeLux(Ya, all these 3 small countries come under one)&lt;br /&gt;So, coming to our tour, it started on the nite of June 2nd. We took a night train(got reserved) to Amsterdam directly from Munich. The next morning we were in Amsterdam. Its really a wonderful place to look at. We(Mainly Rajat) did some research as to what are the places in Amsterdam that can be seen. So, it was a bit planned. As soon as we got down frm the train, we went to the tourist info. counter, bought a map and got all the tourist spots marked on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                                                                                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Its AMSTERDAMNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/IMG_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/IMG_0061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then started our walk. We first went to ANNIE FRANK'S HOUSE. U ppl know who is Annie Frank??? I didn't know b4 these ppl here started talkin abt the place. Lemme throw some lite on it. Annie Frank is a german gal whose family fled to Netherlands when the Nazis were bein ill-treated. Its in arnd 1941 they fled and the house abt which I was talkin is the place where these ppl used to hide till 1944(Coz Hitler even captured Netherlands and started deportin the Nazis there too). So, this gal was arnd 11 at tht time N she used to write a diary daily. Her diary is placed there in tht place now and the dialogues she has written in tht were really heart-touchin. I really felt bad when I happened to hear the dialogues(they were bein played there in a TV which shows the deportation of Nazis with her audio in the background). They(All 8 members of her family) used to hide in a room and the interestin fact was tht no one new tht there were 8 ppl hidin in tht house. Such gr8 were the arrangements there. N finally TRAGEDY. Noone knew how the German soldiers came to know abt them, they were finally caught N deported to Auschwitz just before the World War was about to end. It was then her diary came into light N later got published(After World War-2). She died just one month before the people at Auschwitz got freeee.. Of the 8 members, only her father was able to come out alive..(Kuch zyaada senti to nahi hua na..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later..we went to VANGOUGH MUSEUM.. U ppl know Nythin abt Vangough?? I didn't know. He was a gr8 artist it seems(Only artists can appreciate, I am not). There was Gaurav wid us who strted explainin abt Vangough N Rajat listenin to him attentively.. Me, just waitin when will these both ppl come out of the museum. N then, I decided not to visit any Art Museum again. I guess there is no point in visitin any place where U don't Njoy.(My situation was like Saif Ali Khan's in HUM TUM.. hehe,). N then we came out finally{U got to visit http://www.munichdiary.blogspot.com to know somethin abt this Museum N also one more where I didn't go}&lt;br /&gt;So, now the other two ppl wanted to go to another art museum called RIJKSMUSEUM. I didn't dare to. It was the spot where we decided to get separated and meet after some time at a place. So, both of them went to RijksMuseum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started wid a camera in my neck, a map in my hand and started explorin Amsterdam, the work I loved the best. So, went to a MUSICAL CONCERT HALL nearby, it was closed. So, did the max I can do...Took a snap of it. Later, checked the map N decided to go to Film museum nearby(Thought it wud be better than Art). When I reached the Film Museum, I found tht its in a park called VANDEL'S PARK. I loved tht place. It was really gr8. There were a lot of people there and its so big tht I was unable to watch the complete park in 1 and a half hour. There is everythin in the park, startin frm small children with their parents to lovers(both hetero N ......, after all its Amsterdam..). U find a number of ppl skatin, cyclin, learnin Karate, and ya I happened to watch an engagement in the park too. I really Njoyed visitin the Park.&lt;br /&gt;Later I started rushin to the place where we planned to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached the spot, I was ab4 time((It rarely happens). There was a MOBILE CONCERT goin on there. It means it is a van which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/IMG_0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/IMG_0104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; contains all the musical instruments and each band comes N plays fr some time. There were a number of bands which participated N I happened to hear to 2 bands(1 lap N other some chinki stuff). Then both the other ppl also have come there. This spot was the place in Amsterdam where I really felt myself to fly. Did a lot of mischeivious stuff there. U can check in the photographs.. This was the place where I Njoyed the most in Amsterdam.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sterdam&lt;/span&gt; (Watch me out there on t(op))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/IMG_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/IMG_0133.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later we moved on to have a look at BEGIJNHOF. Its on road side N when U look standin on the road U just see a door, but when U enter inside, its like another street inside. It was some hiding place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Seems like a normal door frm roadside..Enter IT, U see a colony inside ...:) wid a park,etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/IMG_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/IMG_0142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we headed to have a look at the SKINNY BRIDGE. Walked a lot but finally didn't reach coz others were too tired to reach the spot. I got a bit dejected, but then we also had to reach the Canal Cruise place to go on a Canal Cruise. So, we started goin to tht place.(Ofcourse took a picture of Skinny bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't say much abt it as didn't watch it closely, But had a better look at it durin Canal Cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N now the Canal Cruise. We were made to visit all the canals in Amsterdam. It was an Audio tour. So, always, we were able to hear some blah blah abt the place. It was a good trip. N U know the fact, wee didn't sit in any local transport frm mornin 9:30 till evenin 7:55(Its in the cruise we sat). Ya, we roamed complete Amsterdam on foot(Guess we covered 2/3rd Amsterdam :)). It was really a gr8 experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                              A Cafe on a street in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED LIGHT DISTRICT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/IMG_0218.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, the only area left was the Red Light District. Ya, I forgot to mention,when we went to the tourist information place and asked to mark the tourist spots in our list she marked all of them N finally showed us tht this is the Red Lite District(It was not in the list we have shown her). N also b4 leavin to Amsterdam, in our research, we found a number of ppl statin to have a visit at tht place. N each N every site stated it was safe. So, finally we planned to have a visit even to tht place too.(Afterall itni door aaye hai aur baad mein pata chala ki kuch place ghoome nahi tho acha nahi&lt;br /&gt;lagega na :)). Also our train frm Amsterdam to the next destination Louvine La Neuve is at arnd 4:00 AM. So, just strted roamin in the streets of tht district. All the streets in tht district are completely filled with red lites, like U see Ny Beer shop, it also has a Red lite. Afterall its a tourist spot. So, they made it this way. N ya, they strt N end wid the red lites. We met one more IIT Gang in this street only :) (Funny naaa). They were 5, we 3 so total 8. Just kept walkin in the streets frm one street to other. We also happened to watch ASHBROWNY(Got it??? EURO TRIP...???). Two of those 5 tasted it. We just saw it. Its just like a cake, a normal cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ppl got separated. All 3 of us went to the railway station at arnd 12:30 AM. We didn't feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/1600/IMG_0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/727/1137/320/IMG_0209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like it was. It gets dark at arnd 11:00PM in Amsterdam. U know, the station in Amsterdam gets closed at arnd 1:00AM. So, a police came N asked us to leave the station. So, we took a train to Rotredam which is arnd 90 minutes away frm Amsterdam. It was yery cold tht day. Our EU rail pass is valid for all international N national trains in the 3 countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U know the time when this was shot..9:30PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                                                                                 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in AMSTERDAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wht happened at Rotredam station, I will publish in my next post. Guess this has become too big fr Ny one to go through. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-114979217003936546?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/114979217003936546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=114979217003936546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/114979217003936546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/114979217003936546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/06/benelux-tour-day-1amsterdam.html' title='The BeNeLux Tour---Day 1(Amsterdam)'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-113999781142332369</id><published>2006-02-15T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T02:03:31.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I participated in an event in IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;This post was scheduled to be posted on 29th Jan. But, my laziness made me post it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the day one of my childhood (1st year B-tech) dreams has come into reality. I wished to run in the cross country race starting frm my first year. But every year, I was short of partners or people who give me company till the starting point. But this year, I had Uncle and Kaps along with me not only just to accompany but also to participate in the race. We completed the race succesfully. I stood 23rd along wid Uncle (Ya, both of us ran side by side) while Kaps stood 19th. It was just tht I wished to run and I ran. We Njoyed it. After tht, we also had Samosas at LC (freee) and got Discount coupons for Ice creams and Pastries. So, overall the experience of participating in a cross country race was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scheduled to start at 6:30AM but as the no. of participants at tht time were less, we had to wait till 7:15. There were total 41 participants of which only 4 were frm fourth year. We had to run around 7 KM starting frm Viveka to viveka via SB and MMV. We all completed it widin half an hour and by 7:45 it was over. The person who won the race was the one who came at 7:15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later tht day in the evening, we went to Kachowdi Gali. We were 4 ppl, Sush, Uncle and Rajat (Kaps wasn't there as he had to leave fr Mumbai in the faternoon). We were there till 7:30PM and returned back wid our stomachs full. Didn't take the dinner tht day. I didn't get a gr8 feeling tht day wid the items I had there. I was not able to completely have any of the items xcept Gulaab jaamun (very bigg n tasty and I filled my stomach wid 'em). But, all the three were(are) sayin tht thts the best place to have chaat, etc. So, may be thts a gud place. Just try it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-113999781142332369?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/113999781142332369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=113999781142332369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/113999781142332369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/113999781142332369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-i-participated-in-event-in-it_15.html' title='The day I participated in an event in IT'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-113380286886960800</id><published>2005-12-05T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T09:16:05.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The missed ones...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As my frnds have commented, I have some more incidents to share here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A monkey helped me in gatherin this info. Let me say ------ to Ritu. She was the one who reminded me of the incidents here in this blog and the 2nd n third in the previous post. OF COURSE, THE IDEA OF POSTIN THE PREVIOUS BLOG WAS GIVEN BY HER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Those were the days when I was abt to complete the second yr. I approached a Prof. in the same Insti. for doin a project. He accepted sayin tht I needed to do the project wid a gal. WOWWW......, wht a chance, I thought. It was real fun doin a project with a gal and Nyways she completed her third yr(senior). As u mite have known, I am a real lazy guy, I just did the coding part of the project and the complete report was made by her. She was very helpful. It took her more than a week time to complete the project report on a comp. which doesn't have a UPS, stayin somewhere in Varanasi(Not in BHU, where there is least power cut) . No time she asked me to do the work. How LUCKY to get such a nice gal as a project partner....... The problem was, after the project report was submitted we couldnot meet each other due to some communication gap. Presently tryin to track her...(After all I cannot ask my proj. guide directly to give her e-mail id ). Mite get it within 2 days frm now(workin on it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The other is the encounter with the HR team member of TCS. Ohhhhh..... She was gorgeous. When I saw her during the PPT, I thought I shudn't get a chance to give her the interview as I mite not perform well. But wht happened was, I had to give my interview (HR) to the same one. Only God(other than me) knows how I have given the interview lookin at my trainin dairy all the time avoiding to look at her ( I know tht I will be able to say nothin from the moment I start lookin at her). I finally cleared the interview. (Letz see if I can find her somewhere when I join TCS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18729234-113380286886960800?l=sudanisiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/feeds/113380286886960800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18729234&amp;postID=113380286886960800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/113380286886960800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18729234/posts/default/113380286886960800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sudanisiva.blogspot.com/2005/12/missed-ones_05.html' title='The missed ones...'/><author><name>Sudani Siva Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620253190163205303</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jig5fUFICYA/SbfbDCVZvFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/eDfJuvMD4nE/S220/1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18729234.post-113346889628386741</id><published>2005-12-03T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T13:35:42.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galz who came and went leavin momories(dreadful and lovely)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is the post after a long gapppp. Hope to keep this blog dynamic. First of all I wud like to say ------ to Kaps alias Kapil Malik, the spearhead behind this blog formation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This post is abt the Galz whom I have met for a short period of time and my experiences wid them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It all started when I happened to travel to IT-BHU after first sem. I remember the train, its Ganga-Kaveri in which I have met 3 damn beautiful gals, all Gujaratis. They were very kind and at tht time I WAS a gud boy. The main problem has come when they asked me to play cards wid them. At tht time I didn't know playing cards. One of the gals was helpful in making me learn the game. It took one complete train journey to learn the game (ofcourse Njoyed a lot). This incident has made me learn playing cards as soon as I reached Varanasi, thus converting my room as a club all during the second sem. (Awaiting to meet them again and win against them in playing cards)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The next was when I went to get concession for my ticket at Vijayawada railway station 2 days b4 my journey to IT-BHU. I saw a beautiful gal in the counter and wished to get my concession made by her(number system there). My wish has come true and I went to the counter. I gave her the ticket along with the concession form and the reservation slip. After sometime, with a lovely smile on her face she handed over 400 bucks. For a while my mind was blocked and I didn't understand why was she giving 200 more. It was then I came to know that my confirmed ticket (which I get rarely and was reserved 45 days back) was cancelled just 2 days b4 the scheduled journey. It was another story how I worked hard(which I rarely do) to get one more ticket (not confirmed obviously).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The next in the sequence was the gal I met in Goa. Oh wht a lovely gal was she..Due to a monkey's words, I lost my spects and had to get them done in Goa when we were in tour. When I went to the Optical shop, I saw the gal there who was very cute. Njoyed talking to her. I thought of meeting her again when I go back to collect my spects. So, the next day I went there with gr8 thoughts in my mind. But wht happened there was something disastrous. I found her nowhere. I can't even ask the ppl in the shop as they were her sisters. So, waited for sometime for her to come, but she hasn't. So, finally wid a bad mood I had to leave the place. (Inspite of my volatile memory, I still remember the name of the optical shop!!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was overall a gr8 experience(something new) to work in IIT-Kgp. If a person is able to live in Kgp, he can easily live in any part of the world. It was such a place which I had never been to so far. And at such a place if u happen to get someone as a friend, U can't afford loosing him/her. I got a him and a her there. Taking into consideration the heading of the post, tht gal was talkative and a jolly one. Always loves to Njoy the life and be away frm tensions. 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