<?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-3768448</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:49:20.650+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Images of life</title><subtitle type='html'>With my thinking cap on 24/7. On my way to grow wiser and richer in wisdom and experience.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>368</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-8499708269657462428</id><published>2009-04-30T14:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:09:45.204+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some words of advice...beautiful</title><summary type='text'>GO to the peopleLIVE among the people LEARN from them LOVE them. START with what they know, BUILD on what they have. But of the BEST leaders, When their TASK is accomplished, Their WORK is done, The PEOPLE will remark,"WE HAVE DONE IT OURSELVES."Awesome.....!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/8499708269657462428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=8499708269657462428' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/8499708269657462428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/8499708269657462428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-words-of-advicebeautiful.html' title='Some words of advice...beautiful'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-1681472927658740807</id><published>2009-04-20T15:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:03:12.220+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back or not</title><summary type='text'>This always seems to be the question...am i getting lazy as i am getting older?...each time i decide to come back i just seem to forget this place to be revisited.......some out of the box thinking....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/1681472927658740807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=1681472927658740807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/1681472927658740807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/1681472927658740807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-or-not.html' title='Back or not'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-7894466294952438527</id><published>2008-06-12T15:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:09:25.233+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Re-return</title><summary type='text'>Aug 2006 to June 2008...thats hell lot of a time in the digital age which changes by the nano second...nevertheless am back and this time for good...for there are lot of images of life i wish to share....a new begin....a new start...new friends ...new experiences....life has been very beautiful....and what better place to record my musing than my good old blog...Watch out...I'M BACK.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/7894466294952438527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=7894466294952438527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/7894466294952438527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/7894466294952438527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2008/06/re-return.html' title='Re-return'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-115502264834092685</id><published>2006-08-08T13:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:07:28.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>back to what i like doing best</title><summary type='text'>zaKhm jo aap kii inaayat hai is nishaanii ko kyaa naam de ham pyaar diivaar ban ke rah gayaa hai is kahaanii ko kyaa naam de ham aap ilzaam dhar gaye ham par ek ehasaan kar gaye ham par aap kii ye meharabaanii hai meharabaanii ko kyaa naam de ham aap ko yuu.N hii zindagii samajhaa dhuup ko hamane chaa.Ndanii samajhaa bhuul hii bhuul jis kii aadat hai ik javaanii ko naam kyaa de ham raat sapanaa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/115502264834092685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=115502264834092685' title='114 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/115502264834092685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/115502264834092685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-what-i-like-doing-best.html' title='back to what i like doing best'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>114</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-115337137264512844</id><published>2006-07-20T10:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-20T10:26:12.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Silence prevails</title><summary type='text'>This is the longest hiatus i have had from my blog. It was far from sight but never out of my mind.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/115337137264512844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=115337137264512844' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/115337137264512844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/115337137264512844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2006/07/silence-prevails.html' title='Silence prevails'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-114138096404643195</id><published>2006-03-03T15:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-03T15:46:04.113+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bell Chacha - Happy Birthday</title><summary type='text'>Today happens to be Alexander Graham Bell's Happy Birthday. They say when Alexander Graham Bell invented the telephone in 1876, it did not ring off the hook with calls from potential backers. After making a demonstration call, President Rutherford Hayes said, "That's an amazing Invention, but who would ever want to use one of them?"Well, i am sure he is jumping in his grave at the present state </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/114138096404643195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=114138096404643195' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/114138096404643195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/114138096404643195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2006/03/bell-chacha-happy-birthday.html' title='Bell Chacha - Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-114118920094712474</id><published>2006-03-01T10:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-01T10:30:00.960+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My romance with poetry continues</title><summary type='text'>Itnaa to hua aye dil, ek shaksh kay jaanay sayBichday huye miltay hain kuch dost puranay say   Ab mera safar tanhaa, ab uskee judaa manzilpoocho naa pataa uskaa, tum meray tthikaanay say   ruswaaii to wiasay bhee, taqdeer hai aashiq keezillat bhee milee hum ko, ulfat kay fasaanay say   raoshan huye veeranay, khush hoogayee dunyaa bheekuch hum bhee sukoon say hain, ghar apnaa jalaanay say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/114118920094712474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=114118920094712474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/114118920094712474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/114118920094712474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-romance-with-poetry-continues.html' title='My romance with poetry continues'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-113817437399879511</id><published>2006-01-25T12:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-25T13:02:54.010+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ret - Sand</title><summary type='text'>Time seeps through ur hand like sand, and life just moves on...read this beautiful verseSadak ko choom ke niklaToh tha, registaan ret ka   Rehta raha jeeta raha jismeWoh tha, Makaan ret ka   Chalee jo tez hawaen, dar gayaInsaan ret ka   Dafna do mujhe zameen mein, kee aa gira mujh parAasmaan ret ka   Mere qareeb thee woh qareeb se uthaEk Tufaan ret ka   Na jao ke phir awaaz dunga tumheHai mera </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/113817437399879511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=113817437399879511' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113817437399879511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113817437399879511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2006/01/ret-sand.html' title='Ret - Sand'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-113654201720776486</id><published>2006-01-06T15:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-06T15:36:57.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>My romance with Faiz continues!Ae Naye Saal Bata, Tujh Mein Naya Pan Kya Hai Har Taraf Khalq Ney Kyoun Shoor Macha Rakha HaiRooshni Dinn Ki Wohi, Taroun Bhari Raat Wohi Aaj Hum Ko Nazar Aati Hai Har Baat WohiAasmaan Badla Hai Afsoos, Na Badli Hai Zameen Ek Hindsay Ka Badalna Koi Jiddat Tou NahienAgley Barsoun Ki Tarha Hoon Gey Kareenay Tere Kissey Maloom Nahien Barah Maheeney TereJanuary, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/113654201720776486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=113654201720776486' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113654201720776486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113654201720776486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-113605212176025946</id><published>2005-12-31T23:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:32:01.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bye and Welcome</title><summary type='text'>2005 is just about to leave, and it would be cliched to say, it just zoomed by. 2005 a was quite a good year, except for the passing away of one of my first boss, a man i looked upto always. His passing away has dealth a major blow. Professionally and personally, it has been a great year. I got the long due promotion. The year always ends with a blast, so much for having a b'day at the end of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/113605212176025946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=113605212176025946' title='103 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113605212176025946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113605212176025946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/12/bye-and-welcome.html' title='Bye and Welcome'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>103</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-113532078948815698</id><published>2005-12-23T12:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-23T12:29:30.580+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Its the end of the year and festivities are in the air.....Merry Christmas and dont forget to send gifts to me!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/113532078948815698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=113532078948815698' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113532078948815698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113532078948815698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-113478940287769913</id><published>2005-12-17T08:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-17T08:46:42.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bluff Master</title><summary type='text'>After I don't know how many years, I went to watch a Friday show, the first day show y'day. My track of watching movies this year has been pathetic, every plan of watching a great movie (not that there have been many) has remained on the drawing board. Thanks to a few friends, I made it y'day.Coming back to the movie, overall the movie fails to create an impact, its ok kinds, done well. Some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/113478940287769913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=113478940287769913' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113478940287769913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113478940287769913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/12/bluff-master.html' title='Bluff Master'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-113458272205985084</id><published>2005-12-14T22:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-14T23:22:02.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jerkyl and Hyde</title><summary type='text'>Life has been busy...not a reason why i should not blog, but guess there is some force stopping me from blogging and not blogging.Most of last month i was busy being a blogging competition judge. My dept at Univ of Mysore, in an attempt to make them more tech savy and proficient with technological changes, keeps organising such events. I was selected to be one of the judges. Never having judged a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/113458272205985084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=113458272205985084' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113458272205985084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/113458272205985084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/12/jerkyl-and-hyde.html' title='Jerkyl and Hyde'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112841859082092623</id><published>2005-10-04T15:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-04T15:06:30.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ghazal, sher, kaafiyaa</title><summary type='text'>Read these details somewhere, worth reading...increases ur Ghazal knowledgeGhazal ! The word originates from arabic, meaning, "way or mannerism of talking to or talking about women." Thus in fact its an expression of love! But in this ever changing world the ghazal has become a reflection of the life around us, and now there is hardly any sphere of human interaction which the ghazal hasn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112841859082092623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112841859082092623' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112841859082092623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112841859082092623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/10/ghazal-sher-kaafiyaa.html' title='Ghazal, sher, kaafiyaa'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112840173883829217</id><published>2005-10-04T10:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:03:12.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back to my sher-o-shayari</title><summary type='text'>zaKhm jo aap kii inaayat hai is nishaanii ko kyaa naam de ham pyaar diivaar ban ke rah gayaa hai is kahaanii ko kyaa naam de ham aap ilzaam dhar gaye ham par ek ehasaan kar gaye ham par aap kii ye meharabaanii hai meharabaanii ko kyaa naam de ham aap ko yuu.N hii zindagii samajhaa dhuup ko hamane chaa.Ndanii samajhaa bhuul hii bhuul jis kii aadat hai ik javaanii ko naam kyaa de ham raat sapanaa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112840173883829217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112840173883829217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112840173883829217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112840173883829217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-to-my-sher-o-shayari.html' title='Back to my sher-o-shayari'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112810240388916977</id><published>2005-09-30T23:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:16:43.896+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Josh machines</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday we had our annual party at office. Annual day can be interpreted as parents days..Difference here, its one bunch of enthu emps who struggle between work,talents exhibition and personal life and one bunch of employees who watch their co-workers perform.At our office we have an in-house Event management group. An amazing bunch of people, who now can give any events group a  run for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112810240388916977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112810240388916977' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112810240388916977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112810240388916977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/09/josh-machines.html' title='Josh machines'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112732646514722434</id><published>2005-09-21T23:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:44:25.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'>End Journey</title><summary type='text'>One of our colleagues passed away today. The guy was on vacation from on-site, while driving trough the roads of God's own country, devil's own people in the form of state road transport bus driver, collided with his car. For nearly 7 weeks, he was in the ICU and this noon succumbed. Just when he was showing signs of life, the Creator had other plans for him.This was the second accident case at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112732646514722434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112732646514722434' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112732646514722434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112732646514722434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/09/end-journey.html' title='End Journey'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112723637938278801</id><published>2005-09-20T22:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:42:59.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kuch Tabiyat Aisi apni</title><summary type='text'>The past few days have been a roller coaster ride. while work and study have a habit of keeping me busy, I have been getting quite busy and active with my professional.On one hand I am helping my alma matter put up a  workshop exclusively for students,  on the other I have been delivering lectures at my Library School. Ahem! yes, Last Saturday, an unfortunate crowd of about 60 people, comprising </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112723637938278801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112723637938278801' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112723637938278801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112723637938278801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/09/kuch-tabiyat-aisi-apni.html' title='Kuch Tabiyat Aisi apni'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112657722042522192</id><published>2005-09-13T07:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-13T07:37:00.430+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Waqt...boleto...time</title><summary type='text'>The shayari bug has taken over me big time...one more awesome couplet.kalam uthai hai lafz nahe milta ..jisko dhundte hai woh shaqs nahe milta phirte hai woh zamane ke saath bas hamare liye he unhe waqt nahe milta...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112657722042522192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112657722042522192' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112657722042522192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112657722042522192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/09/waqtboletotime.html' title='Waqt...boleto...time'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112542159521376607</id><published>2005-08-30T22:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-30T22:36:35.220+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jaawani and girna....</title><summary type='text'>log har moD pe ruk ruk ke sambhalate kyuuN hainitanaa Darate hain to phir ghar se nikalate kyuuN hainmain na juganuu huuN diyaa huuN na ko_ii taaraa huuNraushanii vaale mere naam se jalate kyuuN hainniind se meraa ta'alluq hii nahiin barason seKhvaab aa aa ke merii chhat pe Tahalate kyuuN hainmoD hotaa hai javaanii kaa sambhalane ke liyeaur sab log yahiin aake phisalate kyuuN hainbyRahat Indori</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112542159521376607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112542159521376607' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112542159521376607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112542159521376607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/08/jaawani-and-girna.html' title='Jaawani and girna....'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112468595668845374</id><published>2005-08-22T10:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:15:56.696+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bird of Paradise</title><summary type='text'>Coonor is a beautiful place...not as exploited commercially as Ooty. An amazing place to stay in Coonor is the Taj Garden Resort. Was there sometime back and one of my experiments with the camera. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112468595668845374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112468595668845374' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112468595668845374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112468595668845374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/08/bird-of-paradise.html' title='Bird of Paradise'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-112451866654149560</id><published>2005-08-20T11:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-20T11:47:46.546+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Return!!!</title><summary type='text'>This must be my longest hiatus from blogging.. I started writing many a things many a times, but one thought came back to my mind again and again. Do I really want to share all my feeling and thoughts out with the world...why should I????Much has happened with me over the past few months, incidents have taught me that nothing is permanent in this world and what we see is not actually what you get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/112451866654149560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=112451866654149560' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112451866654149560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/112451866654149560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/08/return.html' title='Return!!!'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-111837956542230485</id><published>2005-06-10T10:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-10T10:29:25.426+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Faiz</title><summary type='text'>Ab k yun dil ko saza di ham nayUs ki har bat bhula di ham nayEk ek phool bohot yad aaya Shakh-e-gul jab who jala di ham nayAj tak jis pay who sharmatay hain Bat who kab ki bhula di ham nayShahr-e-dil raakh say aabad hoaAag jb dil ki bujha di ham nay Koi bat us main ho gi aay FaizHer khushi jis pa luta di ham nayFaiz Ahmed Faiz</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/111837956542230485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=111837956542230485' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111837956542230485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111837956542230485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/06/faiz.html' title='Faiz'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-111718772766632028</id><published>2005-05-27T15:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-27T15:25:27.673+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gyan round</title><summary type='text'>This is a very beautiful piece...a. must readKeep The Faith - Transform The FearBy Lorraine CohenTo what extent does fear rule your life? In my coaching practice, fear often emerges when clients envision change and take steps to bring those changes into reality. Familiarity fosters comfort and safety; therefore, growth may be perceived as frightening. Recognizing some of the subtleties of fear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/111718772766632028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=111718772766632028' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111718772766632028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111718772766632028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/05/gyan-round.html' title='Gyan round'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-111590566505603905</id><published>2005-05-12T19:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:17:45.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cycle of Life</title><summary type='text'>Once we come to this world, we learn to lead life as taught by our elders. From the time we learn to crawl, understand the ways of life, learn from our experiences and mistakes to the time we give up the urge to live, we pass through a huge maze of people and incidents. Many people we meet imbibe into us some or the other quality of theirs. We look up, look down or just look even with all these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/111590566505603905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=111590566505603905' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111590566505603905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111590566505603905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/05/cycle-of-life.html' title='Cycle of Life'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-111572399945185997</id><published>2005-05-10T16:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-10T16:54:34.376+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sahir Ludhiyanvi at his best</title><summary type='text'>Koun Kehta Hai Mohabbat Ki Zubaan Hoti HaiYeh Haqeeqat Tou Nigaahoun Se Bayaan Hoti HaiWoh Na Aayien Tou Sataati Hai Khalish Si Dil KoWoh Jo Aayien Tou Khalish Aur Jawaan Hoti HaiRooh Ko Shaad Karey, Dil Ko Jo Pur-Noor KareyHar Nazaarey Mein Yeh Tanweer Kahaan Hoti HaiZindagi Ek Sulagti Si Chitta Hai SahirShoola Banti Hai Na Yeh Bujh Kay Dhuyaan Hoti Hai</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/111572399945185997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=111572399945185997' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111572399945185997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111572399945185997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/05/sahir-ludhiyanvi-at-his-best_10.html' title='Sahir Ludhiyanvi at his best'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-111538179292037758</id><published>2005-05-06T16:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-06T17:46:33.070+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A trip down memory lane</title><summary type='text'>05-05-05, my previous company celebrated its 25 year of existance. A special party was organised to celebrate this remarkable success.I was also a part of the celebration, and from the minute i walked in to now, am filled with nostalgia. I met many of the old faces with whom i worked and lot many new faces...who surprisingly knew me, probably for all my notorious activities ;). The senior most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/111538179292037758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=111538179292037758' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111538179292037758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111538179292037758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/05/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='A trip down memory lane'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-111261380611819388</id><published>2005-04-04T16:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-04-04T16:53:26.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Age shayari</title><summary type='text'>Read this on one of the mail list...must laud the Shayar :)Ab aae ho to phir vohi takraar na karnaaPhir "zikr-e-siyasat" ka gunah gaar na karnaa"Cigarette" na nikaalo ke fizaaoN maiN hai khushbooBarbaad mere phooloN ki mehkaar na karnaaNaraz na hona meri darkhavast pe hargiz"Coffee" ke liye aaj to israar na karnaAao zara saRkoN pe tehl laiN mere saathiSardi to hai be shak ,magar,inkaar na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/111261380611819388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=111261380611819388' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111261380611819388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111261380611819388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-age-shayari.html' title='New Age shayari'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-111098090510628366</id><published>2005-03-16T18:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-16T19:18:25.106+05:30</updated><title type='text'>So where were we???</title><summary type='text'>Last week, at about 6:00 when the sun was just about the rise, and the morning turning to be bright and beautiful day, a splendid idea hit my empty head. Why not change my blog template?? Before laziness could take over me, i got onto the job...as i was doing the required changes, i started noting the trip to the great Friendship Concert, as you read and saw, i never completed it...so much for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/111098090510628366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=111098090510628366' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111098090510628366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111098090510628366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-where-were-we.html' title='So where were we???'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-111024431626238036</id><published>2005-03-08T06:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-08T06:59:49.950+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Magical Evening</title><summary type='text'>On Saturday i was at the Friendship Concert, by Ghulam Ali and Jagjit Singh. The setting was awesome, cool summer breeze coupled with the lovely ghazals of these legends and the crowd asking for more.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/111024431626238036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=111024431626238036' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111024431626238036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/111024431626238036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/03/magical-evening.html' title='A Magical Evening'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110865008090667352</id><published>2005-02-17T19:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-17T19:51:20.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'>V-day...how what why?</title><summary type='text'>On V-Day, we had a contest at office, which asked people to write a short essay on how they celebrate V-day, basically narrate their emotions. The writer in me was in no mood to sit quite, this is what i came up with, some crap is what i would call it.. Valentine’s Day and me, how do i celebrate?Valentine’s Day is a day when all and sundry express their profound love to that one person, who is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110865008090667352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110865008090667352' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110865008090667352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110865008090667352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/02/v-dayhow-what-why.html' title='V-day...how what why?'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110830337514087013</id><published>2005-02-13T19:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-13T19:32:55.140+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Out of the world</title><summary type='text'>After a long time, read a couplet which is absolutely marvellous"Tassavur main chale aate, tumhara kya bigar jataTumhara parda rah jata, hummain deedar ho jate."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110830337514087013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110830337514087013' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110830337514087013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110830337514087013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/02/out-of-world.html' title='Out of the world'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110795373881326362</id><published>2005-02-09T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-09T18:25:38.813+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brooding</title><summary type='text'>How many times have you faced questions like?What the hell am I doing with myself?Am I taking the right path?Should I be planning for my future...or lets take it when it comes?Etcetc...am sure all of us go through these rounds of questions, from the time we have gathered out sense and have had the caliber of taking decisions and this process will go on till we loose our breath. We go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110795373881326362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110795373881326362' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110795373881326362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110795373881326362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/02/brooding.html' title='Brooding'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110776996753536931</id><published>2005-02-07T15:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-07T15:22:47.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>State of Affairs</title><summary type='text'>This is a famous ghazal, and i also found its english translation (for the under-privilged ;))mili hawaon mein udne ki woh saza yaaroke main zameen ke rishton se kat gaya yaaro[The price that I paid for flying in the air is thatI got cut off from all the earthly relationships]2. woh bekhayal musafir main rasta yaarokahan tha bas mein mere usko rokna yaaro[He was the carefree/careless/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110776996753536931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110776996753536931' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110776996753536931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110776996753536931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/02/state-of-affairs.html' title='State of Affairs'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110680367779783699</id><published>2005-01-27T10:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-27T10:57:57.796+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kya?</title><summary type='text'>Zindagi ki dhadkano mein jaan  kahin nahin haiIn parchaiyeeon ke bazaar mein insan kahin nahin haiKhud se dokha khaye aur  kab tak jeete raheApne garebaan mein bhi to imaan kahin nahin haiNa ranj ka rishta na tagaful-e-shikwa na tana-e-gayarKhuda  kya ab to qaatil bhi meherbaan kahin nahin hai</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110680367779783699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110680367779783699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110680367779783699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110680367779783699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/01/kya.html' title='Kya?'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110657439774091838</id><published>2005-01-24T19:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:16:37.740+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Possibility</title><summary type='text'>Norman Vincent Peale says "Become a Possibilitarian. No matter how dark things seem to be or actually are, raise your sights and see the possibilities - always see them, for they are always there"Now how many times do i see the possibility of me becoming a full time blogger again and visit blogs of my pals?Possibility ratio? 80/20?...u never know ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110657439774091838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110657439774091838' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110657439774091838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110657439774091838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/01/possibility.html' title='Possibility'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110537029474185927</id><published>2005-01-10T20:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-10T20:50:04.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Something heavy</title><summary type='text'>Something absolutely heavy...Ghalib says,na thaa kuchh to Khudaa thaa, kuchh na hotaa to Khudaa hotaa Duboyaa mujh ko hone ne, na hotaa mein to kyaa hotaa huaa jab Ghum se yuun behis to Ghum kyaa sar ke  katta ne kaa na hotaa gar judaa tan se, to zaanon par dharaa hotaa [behis=shocked/stunned, zaanon=thigh] huii muddat ke 'Ghalib' mar gayaa par yaad aataa hai wo har ek baat pe keh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110537029474185927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110537029474185927' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110537029474185927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110537029474185927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/01/something-heavy.html' title='Something heavy'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110481211659095195</id><published>2005-01-04T09:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-04T09:45:16.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Easy and Difficult</title><summary type='text'>My wish for all of you, May ur difficulties cease and life become easy and smooth...Have a wonderful year!Easy is to get a place is someone's address book.Difficult is to get a place in someone's heart.Easy is to judge the mistakes of othersDifficult is to recognize our own mistakesEasy is to talk without thinkingDifficult is to refrain the tongueEasy is to hurt someone who loves us.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110481211659095195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110481211659095195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110481211659095195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110481211659095195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2005/01/easy-and-difficult.html' title='Easy and Difficult'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110439099851701495</id><published>2004-12-30T13:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-30T12:46:38.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>On a new orbit</title><summary type='text'>As i start on a new orbit today, i am heavily inspired by these lines"The test of a successful person is not an ability to eliminate all problems before they arise, But to meet and work out difficulties when they do arise . We must be willing to make an intelligent compromise with perfection ,Lest we wait forever before taking action... ! ! !"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110439099851701495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110439099851701495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110439099851701495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110439099851701495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/12/on-new-orbit.html' title='On a new orbit'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110415542354286225</id><published>2004-12-27T19:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-27T19:20:23.543+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Memory</title><summary type='text'>This quote was written keeping me in mind :))The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.- Friedrich NietzscheThanks Madhu for this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110415542354286225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110415542354286225' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110415542354286225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110415542354286225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/12/memory.html' title='Memory'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110311583212105009</id><published>2004-12-15T18:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-15T18:33:52.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A bundle of emotions</title><summary type='text'>Am absolutely overwhelmed...i mean, i never knew so many people would b stopping by my blog after my "Classic Come back"...geee...Thanks pals...u guys made my day. I promise to be more regular...and its a real promise...unlike the political ones. ;)Was at a religious talk last evening, where the speaker, Dr. Israr Ahmed said, personal conviction is what makes up for your belief in your faith. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110311583212105009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110311583212105009' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110311583212105009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110311583212105009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/12/bundle-of-emotions.html' title='A bundle of emotions'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-110294809784086672</id><published>2004-12-13T19:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-13T19:58:17.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Don't Look Back </title><summary type='text'>It has been more than two months that i even saw my blog. Now should i be booked for "Negligence of my good old blog"...;)i hope to get back to this wonderful land...till my creative juices begin to flow, herez something interesting...Don't Look Back As you travel through life there are always those times when decisions just have to be made, when the choices are hard and solutions seem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/110294809784086672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=110294809784086672' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110294809784086672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/110294809784086672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/12/dont-look-back.html' title='Don&apos;t Look Back '/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109663881514489752</id><published>2004-10-01T19:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-10-01T19:23:35.143+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Heartfelt thanks</title><summary type='text'>Poem, Moment of silence, wishes and a cake ...wow what a way to celebrate turning 3. Thanks one and all for the wishes. Do i also request you to please include me too in the moment of silence...my soul needs rest very badly.And yes blog turned three and not completed 3 years :)))...and i remember the good old days when i used to make a big long post everyday...these days...well lets talk about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109663881514489752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109663881514489752' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109663881514489752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109663881514489752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/10/heartfelt-thanks_01.html' title='Heartfelt thanks'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109638048890638694</id><published>2004-09-28T19:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-09-28T19:38:08.906+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><summary type='text'>Early this September, my blog completed three years of existance, the mean me, didnot even realise this. Last night, the thought suddenly struck me and i say "Hey, my blog is 3 year old"....time to celebrate...oh yes...do u need a reason to party?So people, birthday gifts please!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109638048890638694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109638048890638694' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109638048890638694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109638048890638694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/09/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109513573335845965</id><published>2004-09-21T18:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-09-21T18:47:44.806+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Before I start this post</title><summary type='text'>Before I start this post....I just want to say...How unpredictable life is...How lucky we feel when we get some blessings in disguise...How ungrateful we are...Aren't we humans a big bag of confusion?Am confused...Am in control...Not about blogging but the way my life is going...Through the crest and troughs....What's right?...What's wrong?...And they only way ...At times I can vent my ire out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109513573335845965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109513573335845965' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109513573335845965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109513573335845965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/09/before-i-start-this-post.html' title='Before I start this post'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109404138490188062</id><published>2004-09-01T17:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-09-01T17:53:04.900+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>In kitabo me titliyan rakh jakuch to aapni nishaniya rakh ja,Log thak har ke na laut aaye,raste me kahaniya rakh ja.Muntazir Koyee to mille tujhkoGhar ke bahar udasiyan rakh ja.Aaj toofan bhi akela haitu bhi sahil pe kashtiya rakh ja.Ho raha hai agar juda mujhsemeri ankho pe ungliya rakh ja.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109404138490188062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109404138490188062' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109404138490188062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109404138490188062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109385768662021588</id><published>2004-08-30T14:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-30T15:09:55.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One Step</title><summary type='text'>One smile begins a friendship,One handclasp lifts a soul.One star can guide a ship at sea,One word can frame the goal One vote can change a nation,One sunbeam lights a roomOne candle wipes out darkness,One laugh will conquer gloom. One step must start each journey.One word must start each prayer.One hope will raise our spirits,One touch can show you care. -- Unknown (atleast to me)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109385768662021588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109385768662021588' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109385768662021588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109385768662021588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-step.html' title='One Step'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109334142078984820</id><published>2004-08-24T15:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-27T16:15:20.946+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><summary type='text'>"Decision should not be the choice of your heart or mind but a sensible balancing of both."This quote was sent by my friend..just after i made my 'Is it the end?" post...it just got me thinking...is the decision i am taking right or wrong? from that day i am making this post.Well, i am a bad time manager...and i have proved upteen times on this front...;)...i have made a decision to be more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109334142078984820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109334142078984820' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109334142078984820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109334142078984820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/08/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109292479169646508</id><published>2004-08-19T19:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-19T19:43:11.696+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Is it the end?</title><summary type='text'>I have not been so bad with updating my blog as bad as I have been from the past couple of months...This is the worst possible treatment I could put my blog too...come to think of it, next month I celebrate the 3rd anniversary of my blog....Where is it leading me to...Saturation?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109292479169646508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109292479169646508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109292479169646508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109292479169646508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/08/is-it-end.html' title='Is it the end?'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-1092319920596025</id><published>2004-08-12T19:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-12T19:42:00.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quotable Quotes</title><summary type='text'>Every morning, a friend of mine sends some real wonderful quotations...hats off to his sustainance that he keeps feeding us with these wonderful words, and let us know that life is beatuiful...sharing a few with u. I am tempted to ask him to start a blog. ;)Quotable Quotes:If we look at what we do not have in life, We don't have anything If we look at what we have in life, We have everything</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/1092319920596025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=1092319920596025' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/1092319920596025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/1092319920596025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/08/quotable-quotes.html' title='Quotable Quotes'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109150712164167325</id><published>2004-08-03T09:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-08-03T11:42:06.950+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its all about Attitude</title><summary type='text'>I started from home with a thought of making a particular post...while i opend my mail box, i saw these cute little stories, which in their own way speak volumes. I guess many of u would have already read this, a re-read is always better :)Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture had a different color hair than the other family </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109150712164167325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109150712164167325' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109150712164167325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109150712164167325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-all-about-attitude.html' title='Its all about Attitude'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109082654379294129</id><published>2004-07-26T12:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-07-26T17:44:27.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hamaaraa kyaa hai </title><summary type='text'>A beautiful gazal...hamaaraa kyaa hai hamaaraa kyaa hai ke ham to chiraaG-e-shab kii tarah agar jale bhii to bas itanii raushanii hogii ke jaise tund andhero.n kii raah me.n juganuu zaraa sii der ko chamake chamak ke kho jaaye phir is ke baad kisii ko na kuchh sujhaa_ii de na shab kaTe na suraaG-e-sahar dikhaa_ii de hamaaraa kyaa hai ke ham to pas-e-Gubaar-e-safar agar chale bhii to bas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109082654379294129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109082654379294129' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109082654379294129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109082654379294129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/07/hamaaraa-kyaa-hai.html' title='hamaaraa kyaa hai '/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-109041883797140871</id><published>2004-07-21T19:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:37:17.970+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A back....with vengence????</title><summary type='text'>Its been quite sometime me staying away from my blog...guess this is the longest hiatus i have taken from my blog...for all those who think am done and gone...nayy...am back...Shifting of office premises...and then a sudden shift in residence has kept me on my toes and away from my blog. Thanks to all of u who missed me...I hope i don't take a break for long now...i have loads of homework </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/109041883797140871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=109041883797140871' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109041883797140871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/109041883797140871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/07/backwith-vengence.html' title='A back....with vengence????'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108738403564970984</id><published>2004-06-16T15:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-16T16:39:53.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Movie, A Book and A Restaurant</title><summary type='text'>Movie: DevMy views: Dev is a beautifully made film. None but the evergreen king of Bollywood could carry it off so well. Ably supported by Om Puri. The film rests totally on the able and sturdy shoulders of these two wonderful actors, both of whom surprise u with each performance.Set against the backdrop of communal violence, political gains and the diverse personalities in the police force, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108738403564970984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108738403564970984' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108738403564970984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108738403564970984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/06/movie-book-and-restaurant.html' title='A Movie, A Book and A Restaurant'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108675921705805229</id><published>2004-06-09T10:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-09T11:03:37.060+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fast forward or Flash backwards</title><summary type='text'>Bangalore touted as the most happening place, if i may say, is in bad shape. The rain last Monday, gave us the perfect picture of the wonderful drainage system that the city has. Death of a youth who stepped into the drain, was heart breaking.I always read about the bad roads in town. The roads i drive on, aren't the perfect kinds, not many potholes and that kept me happy. After driving through</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108675921705805229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108675921705805229' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108675921705805229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108675921705805229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/06/fast-forward-or-flash-backwards.html' title='Fast forward or Flash backwards'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108635574634972644</id><published>2004-06-04T18:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-04T18:59:06.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Compliment</title><summary type='text'>Today i got the most "Wackaw" of the compliments.Someone compared me to a cutlet...yeah a cutlet...saying u are always sizzling with enthusiasm, hence the comparison to cutlet...and he hoped that his daughter turns to be like me..My my...did it make my day?Have a wackaw weekend ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108635574634972644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108635574634972644' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108635574634972644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108635574634972644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/06/compliment.html' title='Compliment'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108617898564361644</id><published>2004-06-02T17:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-06-02T18:08:20.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hows life?</title><summary type='text'>A regular question, which gets regular answersJust as it was y'dayGoing onAbsolutely no ChangeGoodTugging alongWahi haadi wahi khaal (direct translation "Same bones same skin")Bass guzar rahi hai (kyoun train ya car nahi kai kya?)Answers are dependent on the creative genius of the person at that point of time.When you don't know what to ask the person, either in person or on chat or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108617898564361644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108617898564361644' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108617898564361644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108617898564361644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/06/hows-life.html' title='Hows life?'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108575174076031995</id><published>2004-05-28T19:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-28T19:12:20.760+05:30</updated><title type='text'>India and Development</title><summary type='text'>SciDev net is a good website, talking about issues like Open Access and other technological developments. I found this piece interesting. "India's new challenge on technology policy"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108575174076031995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108575174076031995' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108575174076031995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108575174076031995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/india-and-development.html' title='India and Development'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108486554542911015</id><published>2004-05-18T12:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-18T13:02:25.430+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Creativity</title><summary type='text'>"Creativity is inventing, experimenting, growing,taking risks, breaking rules, making  mistakes, learning from them and  above all having fun... ! ! !  "Isn't it an amazing way to define creativity???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108486554542911015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108486554542911015' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108486554542911015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108486554542911015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/creativity.html' title='Creativity'/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108478619031171647</id><published>2004-05-17T14:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-17T14:59:50.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rocking weekendThis weekend was once again Team Building session from office. Being in the enabling division of any company is good and bad. On one hand you get high visibility and on the other you will have to sacrifice for being famous (:-P). So there went my weekend with this team building, just that I had to be a team player and a co-ordinate too...Some dual role.Saturday was the regular </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108478619031171647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108478619031171647' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108478619031171647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108478619031171647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/rocking-weekend-this-weekend-was-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108477862331027674</id><published>2004-05-17T12:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-17T12:53:43.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keh Do Samander Say Ki Hum os Kay Moti HainDariya Ki Tarah Tumsay Milnay Nahin Aayengay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108477862331027674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108477862331027674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108477862331027674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108477862331027674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/keh-do-samander-say-ki-hum-os-kay-moti.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108453437045312939</id><published>2004-05-14T15:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-17T12:57:44.163+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Confusions confusion...That's seem to be the trend these days.The entire nation is not sure if they did the right thing by voting for a party, which has a legacy of some big names (for right and wrong reasons), and right now being headed by a foreigner. Everyone is skeptic about having a foreigner as a Prime Minister. This is the talk of town, or do we say universe? Every office, nook and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108453437045312939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108453437045312939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108453437045312939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108453437045312939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/confusions-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108445209191734572</id><published>2004-05-13T18:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-13T18:11:31.943+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A excellent piece....There are two days in  every week about which we should not worry, Two days which should be  kept free from fear and apprehension.One of these days is  Yesterday,With all its mistakes  and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains.  Yesterday has passed  forever beyond our control. All the money in the  world cannot bring back Yesterday. We cannot undo a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108445209191734572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108445209191734572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108445209191734572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108445209191734572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/excellent-piece.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108417967895686189</id><published>2004-05-10T14:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-13T18:15:24.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoa!! blogger has a new look...neat...its a good try by blogger to get me to blogging everyday. Lets see how successful they would be ;)BTW&gt; if u guys have any liking towards ebooks, please write to meMuchas Gracias</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108417967895686189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108417967895686189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108417967895686189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108417967895686189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/whoa-blogger-has-new-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108383949761152872</id><published>2004-05-06T16:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-06T16:05:56.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This morning, Radio City played the evergreen, ever-wonderful, ever-romantic,  song from Silsila..."Yeh kahan aagaye hum, yunhi saath saath chalte...". The weather cloudy, the light breeze and the song just blended so well giving it the perfect start to the cloudy morning....from then on, am completely hooked on to songs from that movie.I am going to be cribbing if I say, its criminal to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108383949761152872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108383949761152872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108383949761152872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108383949761152872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-morning-radio-city-played.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108375920545072114</id><published>2004-05-05T17:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-05T17:47:43.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If people never did silly things, nothing intelligent would ever get done. - Ludwig Wittgenstein</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108375920545072114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108375920545072114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108375920545072114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108375920545072114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/if-people-never-did-silly-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108375239941648019</id><published>2004-05-05T15:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-05T15:54:17.356+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is something absolutely marvellous in this ghazal.Read onjustjoo-e-sehr mai'n rehta hoo'nfikr e ilm o hunar mai'n rehta hoo'ntum samajhtey ho ghar mai'n rehta hoo'nmai'n ki diwaar o dar mai'n rehta hoo'nba'd marney k sub hi rehtey hai'nmai'n tao zinda qabar mai'n rehta hoo'nnaam letey huey bhi darta hoo'nmai'n ik aisey shehr mai'n rehta hoo'napney bacchey ko bhaij kar school</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108375239941648019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108375239941648019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108375239941648019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108375239941648019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/there-is-something-absolutely.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108367032074076554</id><published>2004-05-04T17:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-05-04T17:05:49.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some snoring quotes! (Dont snore away reading them  :P)Snoring--anyone know a cure? Malcolm S. Forbes There ain't no way to find out why a snorer can't hear himself snore.MARK TWAIN Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.ANTHONY BURGESS Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.WILLIAM GOLDING On his side of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108367032074076554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108367032074076554' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108367032074076554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108367032074076554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/05/some-snoring-quotes-dont-snore-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108332855859972529</id><published>2004-04-30T18:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-30T18:13:34.263+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After 007, who services were availed by Her Majesty, now its the turn of Mr. Peter Parker to do some magic..Calling Peter Parker The California State Highway Patrol wants researchers to develop a "spider gun" that would quickly extrude a web, which could serve as an ad hoc safety net for stopping suicidal jumpers on the Golden Gate bridge. Happy Weekend!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108332855859972529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108332855859972529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108332855859972529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108332855859972529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/after-007-who-services-were-availed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108307347444492207</id><published>2004-04-27T19:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-27T19:18:41.670+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Going through a lull period these days, as far as "creative thinking" goes. Work as always is hectic, and the most to suffer is my reading and blogging, something which is of equal interest to me. And to add to it like a icing on the cake is my laziness...makes me think, Do I need a break? Away from the machine world? In the mountains, under the trees beside a stream....?????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108307347444492207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108307347444492207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108307347444492207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108307347444492207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/going-through-lull-period-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108272554744914490</id><published>2004-04-23T18:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-23T18:39:49.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is World book day...here's a toast to all the book lovers...:)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108272554744914490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108272554744914490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108272554744914490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108272554744914490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/today-is-world-book-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108264129001580805</id><published>2004-04-22T19:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-22T19:15:30.653+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yahooooooo.....i got my first name as my email id on Gmail :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108264129001580805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108264129001580805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108264129001580805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108264129001580805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/yahooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108236041050680111</id><published>2004-04-19T13:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-19T13:14:06.890+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a whrilwind weekend, but one thing remains....my laziness :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108236041050680111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108236041050680111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108236041050680111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108236041050680111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/it-was-whrilwind-weekend-but-one-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108211551058447229</id><published>2004-04-16T17:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-16T17:12:23.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Laziness has taken over me.....big time...though there are quite a few things i want to write...but ...some time later maybe.Have a good weekend and be good!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108211551058447229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108211551058447229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108211551058447229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108211551058447229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/laziness-has-taken-over-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108192946028816138</id><published>2004-04-14T13:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-14T13:31:29.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whats life without surprises, and most of the times, the surprises are such...U jump with a "eeeeegggggggggaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrdddddddddddd"..Similar thing happened y'day with me. At about 8 a.m, I got a sms from my service provider which said "Dear Customer...Many Many Happy Returns of the day". I had to pinch myself, check and recheck and re-re-check the calendar to see what date was it and how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108192946028816138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108192946028816138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108192946028816138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108192946028816138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/whats-life-without-surprises-and-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108184605899811119</id><published>2004-04-13T14:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-13T14:21:27.543+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haas Ke Gham Sehe Le Magar Gam Ko Mukadaar Na BanaDil Ko Har Haal Mein Dil Rahene De Pathaar Na BanaKhawaab Toh Khawaab Tutega Toh Dil Tutega Jhoote Khawaabon Se Koi Zakhm Toh Dil Par Na BanaEk Mein Hoon Joh Wafa Karke Bhi Badnaam HuaEk Woh Hain Ke Sitam Karke Sitam_gar Na BanaAaj Muh MoRh Liya Usne Toh Ehasaas HuaDil Yeh Kaheta Raha Har Ek Ko Dilbar Na Bana</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108184605899811119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108184605899811119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108184605899811119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108184605899811119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/haas-ke-gham-sehe-le-magar-gam-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108142843312607981</id><published>2004-04-08T18:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:21:34.123+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I cried for shoes, till I saw a man feet-less".This is by no doubt a quote which tears ur heart. A mention of this brings in a smile, which is very enigmatic and takes u to those moments of life when things were bad and u just smiled and waded through it. The subtle notions of life which are to be lived with.If you are wondering what making me speak so much of funda's. Here is the background</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108142843312607981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108142843312607981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108142843312607981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108142843312607981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-cried-for-shoes-till-i-saw-man-feet.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108125489679663647</id><published>2004-04-06T18:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-06T18:35:40.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Change is in the air....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108125489679663647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108125489679663647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108125489679663647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108125489679663647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/change-is-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108117296545061643</id><published>2004-04-05T19:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-04-05T19:25:41.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Music and LifeMusic has been an integral part of our life. Music of every kind, popular, instrumental, classical always hits a chord in our daily life. sometimes when u hear a particular song, we immediately identify our selves with the character whose mimicing it on scene.Among the many songs, Hemant Kumar's music in Khamoshi was amazing, which has haunting numbers, "Woh shaam kuch ajeeb thi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108117296545061643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108117296545061643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108117296545061643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108117296545061643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/04/music-and-life-music-has-been-integral.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108074104310464827</id><published>2004-03-31T19:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-31T19:24:14.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arz kiya hai....kisne pata nahi...magar mulaheza farmaiye...samajh sake na log siyane ishq ka rutba ishq hi janayduniya bhulaadi ishq nay apni mana li ishq naydil wale jal geye shauq sejab aag lagayi ishq nayjis ko diya dil jaan bhi usi ko dojal kai kahen parwaneishq ka rutba ishq hi janayqissa poorana ishq kadushman zamana ishq kajis ko laga majnoo bana ulta nishana ishq kajitay</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108065419078391268</id><published>2004-03-30T19:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-30T19:16:40.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is that we immediately retaliate when someone one pokes fun at us?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108065419078391268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108065419078391268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108065419078391268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108065419078391268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/why-is-that-we-immediately-retaliate.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108056360289275707</id><published>2004-03-29T18:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-29T18:08:59.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108056360289275707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108056360289275707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108056360289275707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108056360289275707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108031041298646719</id><published>2004-03-26T19:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-26T19:46:58.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been running an errand for a friend whose happily tucked away in Europe. He has problems with his credit card company, and I am his PRO here dealing with those people, who for a change are kewl people, who give a ear to the problem. Unlike many of the rest, who just refuse to talk to u with courtesy.Our mode of operation is like this: He sends me details via mail, I call the bank, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108031041298646719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108031041298646719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108031041298646719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108031041298646719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-have-been-running-errand-for-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108022390847193077</id><published>2004-03-25T19:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-25T19:45:12.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What can make u as bright as a Lilly on a silly day?A short conversation filled with news that can last a lifetime from a real old pal....the voice which reminds u of the carefree days of college...the life which had absolutely no tension (except for the exam tension) worth mention...bringing back memory of the sublime pleasures of life which consisted of bunking classes, creating ruckus in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108022390847193077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108022390847193077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108022390847193077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108022390847193077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/what-can-make-u-as-bright-as-lilly-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-108012931931334753</id><published>2004-03-24T17:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-24T17:33:55.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Many of us (sorry no percentages used here) would have started blogging just becoz one of our close buddies started blogging, or we just liked the concept, or we wanted to be different from the rest of the world, or just becoz everyone was doing it, a few of us did it, right...well I could be wrong as well. I will not be surprised if you tell me that these thoughts didn't cross my mind at all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/108012931931334753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=108012931931334753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108012931931334753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/108012931931334753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/many-of-us-sorry-no-percentages-used.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107995266925115741</id><published>2004-03-22T16:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-22T16:38:52.123+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The fee cut at IIM has drawn too much of response from the general public. There are many who whole heartedly welcome the drastic cut, while many disagree to the fee cut. Disparity will continue either which way.Interestingly, this whole debate has brought us (atleast me), the kind of people who aren't so accustomed to the managerial reading to read a lot about the role and interests of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107995266925115741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107995266925115741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107995266925115741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107995266925115741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/fee-cut-at-iim-has-drawn-too-much-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107943260863451424</id><published>2004-03-16T15:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-16T15:56:40.543+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is some magic which creates in seconds the moment u start listening to Jagjit Singh. Each one of his track is a gem by itself. I am sure not many would disagree on this. The soft music, the easy lyrics....Its a state of mind which has to be felt rather than told.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107943260863451424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107943260863451424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107943260863451424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107943260863451424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/there-is-some-magic-which-creates-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107909092507023096</id><published>2004-03-12T16:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-12T17:09:17.170+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As part of my job, i get to read loads of newspapers and news items every morning, and when something interesting strikes me i make a mental note to have that up on blog. But that never happens 9 out of 10 times, since it skips my mind or my attention gets diverted. This morning i read this edit from Financial Express, An open letter to the PM. Am sure u will enjoy reading it.On a lighter note,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107909092507023096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107909092507023096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107909092507023096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107909092507023096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/as-part-of-my-job-i-get-to-read-loads.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107899207682026359</id><published>2004-03-11T13:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-11T13:34:22.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For whatever reasons I thought I was in total control of my bad temper. I was telling myself great, long gone are the day when a silly simple thing would flare my temper, I congratulated myself for having become a good, matured(???) adult. But the party didn't last long, all the fancy trips that I took myself were a waste or to say short-lived. I thought I was a very adjusting person, but nah....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107899207682026359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107899207682026359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107899207682026359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107899207682026359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/for-whatever-reasons-i-thought-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107881281124195323</id><published>2004-03-09T11:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-09T11:46:33.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While surfing over the net, i came across India Together and read this poem. Its got a strong message, but its a well written one.  This one is called Kathamanabi - "Her" Voice  Written by, Mallika Sengupta, who has written numerous poems in Bengali. This series is called 'Kathamanabi' which translates to "Her Voice". In this series she has chosen to narrate the stories from the lives of eight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107881281124195323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107881281124195323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107881281124195323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107881281124195323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/while-surfing-over-net-i-came-across.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107874728945077285</id><published>2004-03-08T17:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-08T17:44:56.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ramana asked me "Does ur heart beat faster sometimes?" and I replied "My heart beat has never been slow"...this wasn't a personification of myself. I have realised off late that there has to be excitement else I am as good as a dead person. Moving onto some good things in life...Main Hoon na Audio is surely rocking...After the lovely "Kal ho na ho" magic, the magic trio King Khan-Javed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107874728945077285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107874728945077285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107874728945077285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107874728945077285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/ramana-asked-me-does-ur-heart-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107849607630626059</id><published>2004-03-05T19:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-05T19:47:33.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Many Many Happy Returns of the day to the F1 freakHappy Holi to the rest of the junta!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107849607630626059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107849607630626059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107849607630626059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107849607630626059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/many-many-happy-returns-of-day-to-f1.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107840095268151489</id><published>2004-03-04T17:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-04T17:22:08.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something which came on the mail...makes interesting reading...wonder why i dont make such mistakes? anyways read on"Genius? Nothing! Sticking to it is the genius! ... I've failed my way to success."--Thomas EdisonSit down. Pour yourself a Coke, have a chocolate chip cookie--whatever you like. Then, grab a yellow sticky note and write this down:MISTAKES ARE GOODYou may have heard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107840095268151489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107840095268151489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107840095268151489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107840095268151489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/something-which-came-on-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107822021881344243</id><published>2004-03-02T15:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-03-02T15:09:52.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The ways of people just does not stop suprising me, or do i say jumping off my seat. I called a certain well known university liason office at 2:30 p.m (IST) and asked for a certain person, the converstaion went like this:Me: Can i talk to Mr. S?Other Voice: Sorry Ma'am he is not longer employed with us. Me: Can i talk to someone else. Other Voice: Ma'am all are off for lunchMe: When would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107822021881344243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107822021881344243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107822021881344243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107822021881344243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/03/ways-of-people-just-does-not-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107803504125971656</id><published>2004-02-29T11:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-29T11:43:31.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello People, howdy? If all of u have been wondering if i have joined the bandwagon of bloggers who stopped, nope, not yet. I still have a long way to go before i say Bye to Blogging. Here i am...:)Have been away at the Capital for a Conference, which was fantastic, more details as i get time....Meanwhile a Big hello to all of u and Happy 29th Feb 2004, wonder if i would be blogging till 29th</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107803504125971656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107803504125971656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107803504125971656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107803504125971656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/02/hello-people-howdy-if-all-of-u-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107701717018162527</id><published>2004-02-17T16:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-17T16:58:45.030+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check this out!Uncanny physics of comic book superheroes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107701717018162527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107701717018162527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107701717018162527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107701717018162527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/02/check-this-out-uncanny-physics-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107658175701677029</id><published>2004-02-12T15:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-12T16:01:45.093+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its review time on Images of Life....For all those die-hard foodies at Bangalore, check out this restaurant on Outer Ring Road near Martathalli,  its called Malgudi, and the minute you enter into the compound of this restaurant, ur taken into the magical creative land of RK Narayan. Yes like the traditional South Indian house, the portico has a wonderful swing, to which ur attracted like iron </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107658175701677029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107658175701677029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107658175701677029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107658175701677029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/02/its-review-time-on-images-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107641636598474669</id><published>2004-02-10T18:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-10T18:25:42.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After a long long time, the weekend was a quite a happening one and it started from the weekend eve itself. Watched "The Lord of the Rings - Return of the King" special screening on Friday night...what better way than this to start the weekend.  The theatre was booked by one of a vendors, thus a few of us got passes for this special show. Though there was nothing special about it. The MC there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107641636598474669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107641636598474669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107641636598474669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107641636598474669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/02/after-long-long-time-weekend-was-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-107605036123132813</id><published>2004-02-06T12:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-02-06T12:30:38.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blog posting have been refrained for Friday, am amazed how I am letting my blog suffer, though there is so much to write...as anyone else in this world, am short of time, or is it the simplest excuse I can come up with?While I brood over this, a comical fact....Happy weekend fellas.Gentlemen, I have been riding trains daily for the last two years, and the service on your line seems to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/107605036123132813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=107605036123132813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107605036123132813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/107605036123132813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/02/blog-posting-have-been-refrained-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3768448.post-10754709946080188</id><published>2004-01-30T19:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-01-30T19:28:51.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What do u do when u get such mails? Actually try and do it? check ur impulseUNBELIEVABLE ! BUT TRUE !!!  I THOUGHT THIS WAS GOING TO BE STUPID BUT WE REALLY CAN'T DO THIS. Proof that the same side of our brain cannot do 2 different things atonce... While sitting at your desk make clockwise circles with your right foot. While doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/feeds/10754709946080188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3768448&amp;postID=10754709946080188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/10754709946080188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3768448/posts/default/10754709946080188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atara.blogspot.com/2004/01/what-do-u-do-when-u-get-such-mails.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayesha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
