<?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-3479791607034351416</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:04:19.734+05:30</updated><category term='Luv'/><category term='Happy Greetings'/><category term='Office'/><category term='Proverb'/><category term='Ad World - Marketing'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Relationship'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Interview'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='FuN'/><category term='Adventure'/><category term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Luv's World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-1456230627524905868</id><published>2012-01-01T11:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-01T11:07:17.449+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dream place for everybody.. Sapno ki duniya.. Place where you feel the breeze of stardom kissed you as soon as you step on its soil.. Yup, you guessed it right.. Yup, its our Bollywood city, fashion city, dream city; Mumbai.&amp;nbsp;To be different; To be The Best;&amp;nbsp;To be in pace with kids wear fashion, I was here for business trip. After having completed two days of market survey; checking out with kids store and purchasing the finest fabric for further production in my factory, I was heading towards Mumbai-Dadar station to catch train for my onward journey to Chennai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I was not amazed with the&amp;nbsp;skyscrapers&amp;nbsp;all over and construction of many more in progress but with the&amp;nbsp;architecture, design and was wondering who will be living in the topmost floor which would be not less than 50th floor; how would be view of Mumbai from that top. And then something else; caught my eye which was more interesting and I found it very&amp;nbsp;nostalgic&amp;nbsp;too: The Window. The Window of Home. Not of Skyscrapers but more of home, society and building colony.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Every house is A HOME; and every home has its own window to world and every window was depicting a new story of its own to me. Some nostalgic, Some naughty, Some caring, Some affectionate, Some drama and so. Story they depict is untold and unseen but when they got my eyes attention; I found it as if they are depicting my own story in parts in different windows of different home or say windows of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A Window depicting&amp;nbsp;grandma&amp;nbsp;cuddling with younger baby while 4-5 years elder one was listening to grandma's stories very interestingly; another window where mom is undressing her son's uniform, getting him ready as her son just returned from school; next window showed the elder daughter and her younger brother standing behind mom in kitchen to get their evening snacks with milk and having fun around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Window where mom is preparing dinner whereas next window shows dad is relaxing in front of TV having return from office. One window depicting daughter still in her school uniform helping mom in kitchen work and her brother having fun with TV; some showed children are busy in writing homework while some other window, kids seems to be busy in preparation for school test or exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Window shows life being very religious as home was wholly decorated with lighting and flowers for Ganesh Chaturthi, all family members and even&amp;nbsp;neighbours&amp;nbsp;were present for auspicious Ganeshji pooja which was going on full-fledged while at some window showing mom was doing her&amp;nbsp;routine&amp;nbsp;evening pooja.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;But some window were depicting very sadistic part of life; a boy was crying a lot being beaten by his father and his shouting was still on at little boy near balcony window while at another window; a girl was sitting near window looking outside to world seems to be very depressed and very lonely. At some other window, the verbal fight was going on between wife working in kitchen while husband bouncing back words from hall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;At two nearby different home window; boy and girl having good time blossoming their friendship to next level though being at different home by taking advantage of being neighbour next door; boy from his balcony window having nice time with girl next home balcony window. Window also shown group boys planning for cricket match with bats and balls in their hands whereas at some window girls gang were being very excited for some reason and were jumping and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; All these different windows were depicting a very minute and small yet very significant picture of our own life. I was thrown in the its own world where I was seeing my own childhood, my school days, my parents scolding, my dinner time, home work time, exam, flirting or talking with girls, excitement for &amp;nbsp;cricket match or any other game in our society, diwali pooja, grandma stories and so on... Somewhere in this windows, i was seeing my own growth from childhood to adulthood. From baby being cuddled by grandma to the boy returning from school to the guy having nice time talking with gal to the healthy fight between married couple and so on..... I was lost in this world of windows... because every window has its own story untold yet heard, unseen yet been a part of scene,&amp;nbsp;unfeeling&amp;nbsp;yet feeling those moment from heart.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-2442838537822351765?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/2442838537822351765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=2442838537822351765&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/2442838537822351765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/2442838537822351765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2011/09/every-window-has-its-own-new-story.html' title='Every window has its own new story'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>13.060422 80.249583</georss:point><georss:box>12.936679000000002 80.0916545 13.184165 80.4075115</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-4214295614420890628</id><published>2011-07-17T09:45:00.051+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-22T17:42:55.012+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>PS I LOVE YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks to extra 20 rail yatra showing more of Maharashtra &amp;amp; Karnataka (that too free of cost or say at same cost of Ahmedabad-Chennai ticket fare); instead of reaching 14th July, 4:30pm, I reached chennai on 15th July, 12:30pm. Safe, Exhausted and with some magical moments experience. Yes, you heard it right; Magical Moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Everyone on earth will smile when I say; when you travelling alone, Books are the great company to keep with you. You can talk to them, you can hear from them, you can laugh with them and most of it you can let time fly on its own track. As usual, I too carry book with me but this time it was very different and Magical Moment for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was 13th July, early morning 5:ooam; I left home to catch train departing at 6:15am. From back of Auto after adjusting my luggage, I could see my mom, sister, dad were waving me good luck for sales tour and bye to me; and My Love was in balcony seeing me; trust me, though it was dark, we were able to connect each other into each other eyes. She had tear holding up in eyes and I was saying her "I will be back very soon My Love. PS I LOVE YOU" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Reached station; adjusted my luggage in my Train AC compartment B4 underneath of my seat number 36 and got down for Nescafe coffee taking an excuse with my fellow passenger to take care of my belonging. Its real warming and refreshing experience when you are having hot coffee in cold early morning. Every sip of coffee that flows down through your food canal seems very soothing, pleasing and mysterious satisfying feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While having coffee, I was imagining a story would be in book "Anything for you Ma'am" written by Tushar Raheja. I was drawing story line on my self for this book before even started reading the first page, first para or say even first word. Suddenly my mobile rang breaking my story imagination; It was "My Love calling...." A very wide smile came up on my face and picked up call to hear a very sweet voice "Luv, you had coffee!!!" I was like dumbfounded; I was about to throw the paper glass into dustbin and stood like someone shoot at me "Statue". I couldnt utter a single word and she continued with caring words and wishing me good luck. She kept the call leaving me still bewildered; within seconds, I received a SMS "Do Take Care :-)" My heart replied immediately "Sure :-) PS I LOVE YOU" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Back to train, holding the book "Anything for you, Ma'am"; I was just having one and only thought "My Love". I was imagaing story on her and saying myself "Anything for you, My Love". Though miles away, I was feeling so connected with her; I could see her face smiling at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;On my journey; I was having a mind of getting my favourite novel "PS I LOVE YOU" which i lost due to my luggage stolen in my last trip. I was halfway through the novel and trust me I was in love with character Gerry and his love for his wife Holly. Train was slowing down at station Surat; I got down immediately to see a book stall few meters away and bought this great romantic novel. Seeing Hilary Swank &amp;amp; Gerard Butler on the cover, I was imagining myself &amp;amp; my Love in their place; I immediately took my mobile to call her but to see there is one new message from My Love. God, I just couldnt believe my eyes and mind to read "I LOVE YOU :-)" Surely there is some magic happening today. I replied her "Me too so much :-) PS I LOVE YOU". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I kept aside Tushar Raheja book so as to continue my favourite novel from where i left it. There was moment where Holly got struck in library and running short of money for paying internet charge bill; and Holly thinks of calling all her friend but didnt as she thought they all might be busy in their workplace and then she calls a number desparately which comes to her mind only to hear Gerry voicemail box message "I am not present at this moment. Any message for me" and Holly cries loudly "I need you, Gerry". Trust me, it was my high emotional quotient that brought tear in my eyes too. I immediately called My Love and the very first ring, she picked up and said so sweetly "Missing me huh... Don't cry.. I am very much with you.. (I can hear her sweet giggle)" I smiled back and for a second look up and thanked God for making me so lucky for having My Love in My life. Having kept the call, I couldnt resist to message her "Your smile makes my day..keep it on.. PS I LOVE YOU"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I was so much engrossed into novel and then thinking half of time about Myself and My Love.. how should I arrange surprise for her? how would be such surprise? How will I do for her? How will she react for such thing? What will she do? How romantic would it be? and such all things. I was smiling and feeling cool breeze kissing my face; fragance romancing with my senses and I could see My Love seeing straight into my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Tring Tring.. Before even I see my mobile; God knows why I was so sure that My Love would be calling and it was "My Love Calling..." "Hi...Wassup" she asked. "Nothing much, was reading book and thinking of you" I replied honestly. "Wow... I got you.. I knew it was you.. Muuaaahhhh" she jumped in happiness. "Couldnt get you. Its me for what" I asked curiously. "Arre, I was gettting hiccups (hicki) very badly; and i knew its you who is missing me a lot" I just couldnt believe it. Yes, I have heard it that when we miss someone or remember someone badly from heart, they do get hiccups (Hicki) and today it happened such magic with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;She continued "If at all I had power, I would have brought you back here and hugged you tightly so that you wont leave me again" I smiled "Arre, its just the first day and i have not even reached chennai and you are calling me back" I can understand her feeling, her love and she too understand my work and my love for her. We had nice talk where she was being very caring and again wishing me for safe journey and then suddenly we got silent for a while and this silent breath said it all "PS I LOVE YOU"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I went to sleep wishing her good night and sweet dreams only to wake up in morning 6am seeing same station which we left yesterday evening 7pm 'Bhusawal". I was not able to understand what happened at night. How come we are at same station which we left 12 hours ago? I inquired with the railway canteen staff; they said "Arre bhai, kuch Telanaga issue going on; so protester didnt allow train to enter Andhra Pradesh, so we came back here" I took coffee from him and was having very slowly enjoying every sip of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;"If at all I had power, I would have brought you back here and hugged you tightly so that you wont leave me again" her words flashed back in my mind. For a minute, I was astonished; Is it she really have power? Is god listening to My Love words very carefully? I messaged her "Very happy morning My Love.. Train is heading back towards Ahmedabad.. PS I LOVE YOU". Few minutes later, i received her message "Arre, what happened. You are fine na. Everything all right" She was so worried for me. I replied back 'My Love, its your love pulling me back towards you :-)" She was still worried for me; I was feeling so much love in her worry too. I messaged to inform her so that she kill the worry inside "Train is taking another route to go chennai; right now even I have no idea what route will it take and how will it proceed" She said it all in just few words "Please Take care. I Love You" God only knows how deeply it touched my heart; how strongly I felt her love for me.. " :-) PS I LOVE YOU" i replied with smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Every two hours or so, I use to get her call or atleast one message asking about my whereabout, my lunch, train status and such thing. I was feeling so blissed that God made me better half of My Love and allowed me to stay in her heart. I was reading novel and was imagining the romance and love Gerry shared, showed and loved her wife Holly. I was not even speck of dirt in front of Gerry. I was thinking in line for doing something real great for My Love to let her also know how much I love her and how deep is my true feeling for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I was lost in very much created my own paradise where I and My Love are enjoying each and everything of nature; cuddling in each other arms; happily smiling and some credit goes to novel which infused more romance into my veins and heart was pumping more love instead of blood. The whole day passed and I couldnt even realised how time passed by; this book and My Love calls &amp;amp; loving messages had definitely killed the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I was almost through the book and my mobile beeped. Of course, It was My Love sms; I pressed open option in my mobile to read "can u tell me can the fish live without water? can the bird live without air? can the baby live without mother? so tell me how can i live without u" and within next few seconds, I received another message "I love the fact I could tell u anything; i love the way u looked at me; I love talking to u; I love it when we have our little talks; I love it when u told me u love me; i love u for u and I love u for so much more but words could never explain"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I was feeling so blessed and was thinking to reply something real nice to her but was not able to put my feeling in words that very moment and then finally I replied her "You know I am in love as I don't want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than my dreams. PS I LOVE YOU" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Feeling so good about My Love, I continued reading my book and was very much surprised to read Gerry Last Letter for Holly. It says "Dont be afraid to fall in love again. PS I LOVE YOU". Now definitely there is God and My Love spelling some magic. Even I was in love once again with My Love and here too it seemed that Gerry whispered his words into my ears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I reached Chennai late by 20 hours but I thanked God and My Love to making this journey so memorable and magical. I had dived deep in the ocean of Love; I have smell the fragance of Love; I feel blissed with the magic of Love; I was blessed with pure Love and for sure I was in Love with My Love; with each passing day, Love which is more than yesterday but less than tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;"There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved. PS I LOVE YOU"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4214295614420890628?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4214295614420890628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=4214295614420890628&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4214295614420890628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4214295614420890628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2011/07/ps-i-love-you.html' title='PS I LOVE YOU'/><author><name>Luv 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S3dwM0S2McI/AAAAAAAABAk/0iUsrdbrrUI/s1600-h/valentine-day-134h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437938440571597250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S3dwM0S2McI/AAAAAAAABAk/0iUsrdbrrUI/s320/valentine-day-134h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S3dwMYY80tI/AAAAAAAABAc/xXKq-YzAkxA/s1600-h/valentine-day-140v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437938433081004754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S3dwMYY80tI/AAAAAAAABAc/xXKq-YzAkxA/s320/valentine-day-140v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S3dwMKiFWwI/AAAAAAAABAU/9jd3dmvOZAM/s1600-h/valentine-day-125a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437938429361216258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S3dwMKiFWwI/AAAAAAAABAU/9jd3dmvOZAM/s320/valentine-day-125a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv 4 u.... luv u all. may lots of love shower on you to make this life blissful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4389613975088656327?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4389613975088656327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S2JYzhU0ABI/AAAAAAAAA-g/RPbe13fhSsw/s1600-h/SP_A0916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432001742704476178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S2JYzhU0ABI/AAAAAAAAA-g/RPbe13fhSsw/s320/SP_A0916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S2JYzMcwMyI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/2BMbhqq45L4/s1600-h/SP_A0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432001737100636962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S2JYzMcwMyI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/2BMbhqq45L4/s320/SP_A0915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice concept.. it wont cost much but when i entered this road lane.. both side, vodafone is painted on the shop shelters... it strikes every one passing this road with its brand name and making impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-5659935433128611136?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/5659935433128611136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=5659935433128611136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5659935433128611136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5659935433128611136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2010/01/vodafone-marketing-concept.html' title='Vodafone - Marketing concept'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S2JYz7O8AUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/3SExBx8g_SU/s72-c/SP_A0917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-7204268377091292917</id><published>2010-01-25T09:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:39:10.550+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Greetings'/><title type='text'>Happy 60th Republic Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S10ZCE0C1lI/AAAAAAAAA-A/lPHq2GukBfU/s1600-h/26-january-36a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430524249121150546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S10ZCE0C1lI/AAAAAAAAA-A/lPHq2GukBfU/s320/26-january-36a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S10ZB1nV5KI/AAAAAAAAA94/SBWcq0NYhtw/s1600-h/republic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430524245041341602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S10ZB1nV5KI/AAAAAAAAA94/SBWcq0NYhtw/s320/republic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-7204268377091292917?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/7204268377091292917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=7204268377091292917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7204268377091292917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7204268377091292917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-60th-republic-day.html' title='Happy 60th Republic Day'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S10ZC5_IgtI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/KfnP-KNLRxo/s72-c/26-january-40e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-5401123563137013965</id><published>2010-01-17T16:18:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:35:42.099+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad World - Marketing'/><title type='text'>Marketing concept "Credit Card boys wear"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LuN-3eccI/AAAAAAAAA9o/JeWBMz0mi1k/s1600-h/New-Sticker-new3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credit card and boys wear.. sound something strange.. I have ask owner of same and got the logic behind keeping such brand name.. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427660506502409762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LseUN-LiI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/pRpcNH1q868/s320/Final-Logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;They explained me that "Brand name will be always in retailers mind as credit card is one of the instrument for transaction and mode of bill payment; thereby it will be always be their mind as well as will have top recall brand name; being it easy to remember and this term 'Credit card' is their part of business."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To make it more visible for retailers &amp;amp; consumers, they have released the sticker which were pasted behind the bill counter or at glass doors. Stickers were as below&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427662417430039810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LuNi-nzQI/AAAAAAAAA9g/5ryv7Ayr_yg/s320/2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427662898910404610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LupkofIAI/AAAAAAAAA9w/cPuCnqFvF-U/s320/New-Sticker-new3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-5401123563137013965?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/5401123563137013965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=5401123563137013965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5401123563137013965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5401123563137013965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2010/01/marketing-concept-credit-card-boys-wear.html' title='Marketing concept &quot;Credit Card boys wear&quot;'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LseUN-LiI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/pRpcNH1q868/s72-c/Final-Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-7521751775767567031</id><published>2010-01-10T11:12:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:20:52.904+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad World - Marketing'/><title type='text'>"3 IDIOTS" movie marketing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a marketing student, i love  marketing and always appreciate the new fundas of same. One fine day, i show an auto with banner "Capacity : 3 IDIOTS".. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0lpKD8inDI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/7hlEj2w4H08/s1600-h/SP_A0914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0lpKD8inDI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/7hlEj2w4H08/s320/SP_A0914.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982847723314226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and believe me this is not one auto but there are hundreds of auto in city with same promoting the aamir movie "3 idiots".. HATS OFF THE MARKETING TEAM.. i loved it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It look like salt water is best conductor of electricity (all knows it but Rancho applied); same i have experienced; we all know auto max. capacity is 3 persons but movie team applied same for marketing... 3 cheers to 3 idiots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0lpJ86DzYI/AAAAAAAAA8I/r8vKuCFc3jo/s1600-h/SP_A0913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0lpJ86DzYI/AAAAAAAAA8I/r8vKuCFc3jo/s320/SP_A0913.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982845833858434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-7521751775767567031?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/7521751775767567031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=7521751775767567031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7521751775767567031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7521751775767567031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-idiots-movie-marketing.html' title='&quot;3 IDIOTS&quot; movie marketing'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0lpKD8inDI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/7hlEj2w4H08/s72-c/SP_A0914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-1419756825064878670</id><published>2010-01-03T09:53:00.019+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:57:59.651+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad World - Marketing'/><title type='text'>Interesting colour concept</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Ap_RhO-DI/AAAAAAAAA8A/sOh6otMw4nY/s1600-h/Aamir_Khan_new_look_in_Tata_Sky_s_ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0ApA-v51wI/AAAAAAAAA74/0dkdJWftx2g/s1600-h/4118_aamir_khan_tatasky.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have come across many such advertisement where logo colour is used consistently in or around the subject/matter/lead actor or actress. These colour make a impact same as that of MIRANDA ad which say "Orange dekha tho dil bola Miranda". Below are the ad which we would have seen (do notice the logo colour being shown or highlighted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AopemlwCI/AAAAAAAAA7w/JDzolTo0Fhk/s1600-h/asin-genelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AopemlwCI/AAAAAAAAA7w/JDzolTo0Fhk/s320/asin-genelia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422378644408746018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Idea and abhishek turban (yellow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Aka_r9DRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/CPyz5OuMVj4/s1600-h/stupid_idea_cellular.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Aka_r9DRI/AAAAAAAAA7g/CPyz5OuMVj4/s320/stupid_idea_cellular.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422373997545065746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AkakRebtI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZeXQ86jD9Fk/s1600-h/90945240hv5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AkakRebtI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZeXQ86jD9Fk/s320/90945240hv5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422373990186249938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reliance and hrithik (blue and white) &amp;amp; background orange complimenting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Ajb2o-mHI/AAAAAAAAA7I/_0vC3O0Zs0s/s320/Simply-Reliance-893x1024.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422372912784906354" /&gt;Reliance and hrithik (white) and purple with hrithik shirt design colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AjcVSOZeI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/PDNB6j5kDSI/s1600-h/hrithik-roshan-for-reliance-mobile3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AjcVSOZeI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/PDNB6j5kDSI/s1600-h/hrithik-roshan-for-reliance-mobile3.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AjcVSOZeI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/PDNB6j5kDSI/s320/hrithik-roshan-for-reliance-mobile3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422372921010972130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vodafone and zoozoo (white and red)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Aiz7HPpbI/AAAAAAAAA7A/yxdrbbUIX4A/s1600-h/zoozooads-300x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Aiz7HPpbI/AAAAAAAAA7A/yxdrbbUIX4A/s320/zoozooads-300x225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422372226790827442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Aizb7CZjI/AAAAAAAAA64/NKUh1A8szkc/s1600-h/01voda1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Aizb7CZjI/AAAAAAAAA64/NKUh1A8szkc/s320/01voda1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422372218418128434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dhoni &amp;amp; Aircel colours (blue and red)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Ah7UktlqI/AAAAAAAAA6w/yn6BDizxWXo/s1600-h/aircel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Ah7UktlqI/AAAAAAAAA6w/yn6BDizxWXo/s320/aircel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422371254372767394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AgmxKEzfI/AAAAAAAAA6o/REtQoyE5sw4/s320/0.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422369801756790258" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Airtel and shahrukh (red and white)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AgZPpWvqI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/NHP4Ruw8MzA/s1600-h/1540168981_c216a975c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AgZPpWvqI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/NHP4Ruw8MzA/s1600-h/1540168981_c216a975c0.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AgZPpWvqI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/NHP4Ruw8MzA/s320/1540168981_c216a975c0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422369569422884514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airtel and football and background complimenting (red and white)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AgY5naaII/AAAAAAAAA6Q/19-dO636jMc/s1600-h/airtel+world+without+borders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AgY5naaII/AAAAAAAAA6Q/19-dO636jMc/s320/airtel+world+without+borders.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422369563509155970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Airtel and kareena saif (red and white)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AgYkyCg2I/AAAAAAAAA6I/cGVNrs2K7NE/s1600-h/Airtel-Digital-TV-ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AgYkyCg2I/AAAAAAAAA6I/cGVNrs2K7NE/s320/Airtel-Digital-TV-ad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422369557916582754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Airtel and lead girl (red and white)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AfQXyWljI/AAAAAAAAA5g/MmGi1nIsylg/s320/airtel.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422368317477656114" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tata sky and aamir khan (blue and red)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0ApA-v51wI/AAAAAAAAA74/0dkdJWftx2g/s320/4118_aamir_khan_tatasky.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422379048174737154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tata sky and puppet (blue and red)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Ap_RhO-DI/AAAAAAAAA8A/sOh6otMw4nY/s1600-h/Aamir_Khan_new_look_in_Tata_Sky_s_ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0Ap_RhO-DI/AAAAAAAAA8A/sOh6otMw4nY/s320/Aamir_Khan_new_look_in_Tata_Sky_s_ad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422380118365370418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;INTERESTING COLOUR CONCEPT.... isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-1419756825064878670?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/1419756825064878670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=1419756825064878670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1419756825064878670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1419756825064878670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2010/01/interesting-colour-concept.html' title='Interesting colour concept'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AopemlwCI/AAAAAAAAA7w/JDzolTo0Fhk/s72-c/asin-genelia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-8478355093302194401</id><published>2010-01-03T09:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-03T09:52:28.464+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Greetings'/><title type='text'>Happy 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbIKZtHKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PqqbRZlJkB0/s1600-h/new-year-86v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbIKZtHKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PqqbRZlJkB0/s320/new-year-86v.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422363778399149218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbH7M2c2I/AAAAAAAAA5A/yElkmwWISIo/s1600-h/new-year-89e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbH7M2c2I/AAAAAAAAA5A/yElkmwWISIo/s320/new-year-89e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422363774318703458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbHjeYXFI/AAAAAAAAA44/0CPFTYT1uHw/s1600-h/new-year-87d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbHjeYXFI/AAAAAAAAA44/0CPFTYT1uHw/s320/new-year-87d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422363767949778002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbHaZQPAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/sqIKpF3EqcA/s1600-h/new-year-99d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbHaZQPAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/sqIKpF3EqcA/s320/new-year-99d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422363765512354818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-8478355093302194401?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/8478355093302194401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=8478355093302194401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8478355093302194401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8478355093302194401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S0AbIKZtHKI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PqqbRZlJkB0/s72-c/new-year-86v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-1087848541174637960</id><published>2009-11-29T21:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:19:19.173+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>De Dhana Dan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;“De Dhana Dan” sounds as interesting as its music does. Movie of famous comedy trio of “Hera Pheri” then sequel of it “Phir Hera Pheri” pulls us towards theatre. I would say USP of movie is comedy trio (Akshay, Sunil and Paresh rawal).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Story starts with the Akshay background and his destiny chosen job; Sunil and his dreams which fails and try to settle with courier job; both are in love and their love (Katrina and Sameera) spends money on them (wow kya girlfriend hai, here other guys are burning holes in their pockets in love); Paresh Rawal is shown as swindler businessman and his son Chunky Pandey dances on his father tune; Paresh looks for family where he fixes marriage for his son, coincidently gal is Katrina but she comes out with smart excuse and escapes for agreement; Paresh meets with Sameera father oberoi (that too coincidently) and this time everything goes fine; both gals are worried and informs Akshay and Sunil about the same; they all need to arrange lots of money and so as to plan to run away from home and live life happily after; and then plans, confusion, chaos and we all know Priyadarshan series of comedy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Movie promises series of comedy which I think is somewhat stereotyped in Priyadarshan’s movies; storyline has no direction; no heads no tails; what is main story, where it is heading, what is going on in screen; many characters are unnecessary for story and looked like they are imposed deliberately for creating plastic driven comedy and confusion with characters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;I was not much impress this time with movie due to bad storyline or say story direction; movie is trying to create comedy due to confusion but it was creates confusion among me too not because I am not able to enjoy comedy but due to where is story heading or say what was story and what is been showing now is not correlated; comedy is same or say typecast of Priyadarshan’s movies; for example... someone getting electric shock; all are running after one another in circle or say trying to catch one another; all confusion is due to money involved.....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Comedy is good but stereotype; story has no heads and tails; bad story direction; I would rate only 2 out of 5; nothing great about movie to look forward as it seems or say title creates interests; I won’t suggest this to anyone; This is my personal view and it may vary from person to person taste. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-1087848541174637960?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/1087848541174637960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=1087848541174637960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1087848541174637960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1087848541174637960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2009/11/de-dhana-dan.html' title='De Dhana Dan'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-4067565481560671295</id><published>2009-11-26T22:21:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:23:35.186+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>Departed Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hi friends, I lived my life happily. I have seen my innocent childhood days, naughty school days, flirty college days, committed love life, dedicated marriage life, concerned parenthood, capitalist business, early old age experience and many more things. Chasing dreams; fulfilling my wish as well as family needs; gaining admiration from society and witnessing business growth. I was always heart listener and never to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I loved my family members most and was loved by all. I was dearest in my friend group and much awaited person in society. I wished to live life more lively and more enthusiastically but there is something called supernatural powers which cannot be control by us or anyone on this world, ripped apart all happiness from me and threw me in sea of sorrow, pain and agony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I was here but nowhere for my family &amp;amp; dear ones. I was here but can’t see, speak, smell and feel others. I was here with immense pain and torment inside. My body was present but liveliness in my body was gone astray. It took many months for my body to show some dynamism. My family &amp;amp; dear ones were happy to see some drive in my body. All were comforting me for better health and fitness. My dear ones were putting efforts for my betterment but my body was scattering pain and anguish to my family &amp;amp; dear ones. In process, they feel pain as that of me; sometimes they feel suffering as that of me; and they do understand about my misery revolving inside. They too cry, when I cry for myself; they too fear, when I fear; they do try to understand; when I try to voice out my feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After much to my struggle, I couldn’t bring much to my body and I too can’t see my dear ones in grief; and then I got my Final Call for departure. I have to leave my life escort Body and comply with HIS order. I gave final goodbye to this world, family &amp;amp; dear ones and left to get rewarded for my good and pay back for my evil virtues. I can see my family and dear ones mourning for me from here (up above the sky) which is not bearable for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I can understand the loss of dear ones; it hurts everyone most; changes life of many ones to a great degree, but we need to understand that we all have time to live and at certain time we all have to leave this world. So I just want to say to you all that when you all cry for me, I do feel pain; I feel happy to see you happily living life; please don’t lament for my body; I am amongst you all; you need to feel my presence; I am alive in your hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hey friends, this is message from not only from me but from all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;DEPARTED SOULS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; who are with me and have become my new family up here above. We all want you to carry on with your life smoothly and steadily, and if at all you want to remember us, close your eyes; keep your hand on your heart; and take our name; we will be there and be seen anew with smiling face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;MISS YOU ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4067565481560671295?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4067565481560671295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=4067565481560671295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4067565481560671295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4067565481560671295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2009/11/departed-soul.html' title='Departed Soul'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-2906516467339091832</id><published>2009-11-22T20:20:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:04:26.095+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Some Love Stories Have Blood On Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SwlQEUl4ZhI/AAAAAAAAA3I/HfMBPKdhEPg/s1600/kurbaan-0a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SwlQEUl4ZhI/AAAAAAAAA3I/HfMBPKdhEPg/s320/kurbaan-0a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406940862812284434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rightly said "Some Love Stories Have Blood On Them". KURBAAN... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anxiously waiting for movie, finally got to go today matinee show. Starring SAIFREENA; hmmmm. saif ali khan and kareena.... movie promo and lead pair chemistry was the reason behind my eagarness folk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie moves with fast pace like today's young generation who cannot wait and dont have patience... I mean lead pair meet, kareena is impress with saif style, both fall in love over cups of coffee, parent of kareena agree for marriage, action, etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kareena plays Hindu girl who is doing graduation from New York university and flew back to India due to her dad critical health problem and then she meet Saif and fall in love. Kareena gets email from university for completing of final semester and Saif agrees to go along with her. Real story starts from here. Kareena realize that Saif is terrorist and all this was planned by him (love, marriage and flying down to new york along with Kareena and settling there). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saif along with his fellows headed by Om puri choose to take revenge with American for their bombing in their countries (Afganisation, Taliban) for the quest of oil reserve killing many innocent families daily in counts of ten thousands. Kareena is kept under house arrest; having threat of killing his father in India if Kareena opens her mouth outside. Vivek Oberoi plays a pivotal role in movie; who is muslim but by heart feels like american and wants to save america from saif's terrorist attack with the help of Kareena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how movie moves; I do agree that some parts of the movie is boring and some scenes are predictable. Overall I shall rate movie, 2 and half out of 5; can see type; if don't, there is nothing to lose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-2906516467339091832?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/2906516467339091832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=2906516467339091832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/2906516467339091832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/2906516467339091832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-love-stories-have-blood-on-them.html' title='Some Love Stories Have Blood On Them'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SwlQEUl4ZhI/AAAAAAAAA3I/HfMBPKdhEPg/s72-c/kurbaan-0a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-49868317526330515</id><published>2009-11-15T15:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:13:11.202+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>JOB vs BUSINESS</title><content type='html'>It all started from the day, I resigned from satisfactory job of renowned company "TVS". I was handling service operation across INDIA, be it appointment of service partner or truncation of partner or performance report of all service center across INDIA and many other things. You name it in service, I am responsible for same. Be it branding, be it service call or anything. I was youngest staff in company and many were surprise to see me handling service operation not particular state or region but all over INDIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I resigned, it recalled me; my MBA friend (Sachet) who was famous for his palm reading in college; who predicted that I won’t stay long in job and will surely joined business in future. The day I resigned, it made me go to flashback when my TVS colleague used to comment on me "why I am doing job when my family business is such vast?" It seemed to me that they were feeling happy for me that I am going to take charge of my family business. Now let me confess that it was my sole decision to quit job and joined business; as I was seeing my dad taking whole lot of burden on himself (handling his own saree business and another newly initiated manufacturing unit of boys wear).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have completed one full year in business and hence recalling experience i.e. JOB vs BUSINESS. Many people argue, ask, ponder, and wonder over positive and negative points of JOB &amp;amp; BUSINESS. Hey friends out there, I am not an expert to comment on same and to decide which one is better and which one rules over other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was earning 30K+ every month in job; doing computer work; handling, analyzing performance, appointing, deactivating service centre through 13 TVS branches. Though job is not that easy as we all view from outside; you have pressure all the time, boss monitoring you round the clock, performance check every day and many other stressful things but when you see 30K accumulating in your bank account was itself such a great experience that makes everything else goes off your mind. I can spend on whatsoever and no one to question lavish guy like me. Everyone knows me and how lavishly I use to spend money on movies, hotel, parties, accessories, clothes, mobile, gifts and gym too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am earning ZERO every month in business; I mean I don’t see money accumulating in my bank account as I use to see in job (though business is earning and accumulating money in firm bank account). I am handling all factory operations right from designing, cutting, stitching, finishing, packing and godown, order dispatching and every other thing in manufacturing boys wear. It is much more stressful than job and sometimes have sleepless nights (I agree). Lavish guy like me has to make budget or say keep control on spending as there are many to question you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to have battle with myself regarding JOB vs BUSINESS. I see myself when I was in job and enjoying life and now when I am in business, I have restrict myself which make me feel bit down for few minutes, but I have to say that I don’t regret on my decision (joining business).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In JOB, you don’t have worry about company performance (profits or loss) for your salary; you have to constantly perform well to save your job or say be in job; appreciation is least expected for your efforts given; you don’t see results of your efforts much often; you are financially independent; you have status but until you are in higher post (for which you have to constantly perform in job for atleast 10-15 years);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In BUSINESS, you have worry for your company performance; you have to constantly work towards company performance and survival; for every effort you put, whether good or bad, you get feedback immediately; you see results of your effort immediately; here too you are financially independent once you take charge of whole company; your status grows as company grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have once challenged myself to my closest friend "Yatin". I will earn more than what other family member earn all together and give relief to my dad. This challenge is keeping me motivated and determination to work towards it. I am sure that in future, business will give me much more than what job can give me. More you give to business; more fruitful will be your life in future. I am confident on myself and on my efforts that I give to business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea of you friends but I give my thumbs up to BUSINESS. JOB vs BUSINESS battle will continue and have different opinion for different people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-49868317526330515?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/49868317526330515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=49868317526330515&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/49868317526330515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/49868317526330515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2009/11/job-vs-business.html' title='JOB vs BUSINESS'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-7728276004946139965</id><published>2009-10-18T16:47:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:53:07.687+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Greetings'/><title type='text'>Deeee....wahhhh.......leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Str6XpzTKuI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NAHvDwFowxE/s1600-h/diwali-76e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393898787994544866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Str6XpzTKuI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NAHvDwFowxE/s320/diwali-76e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Str6GMf4MoI/AAAAAAAAA24/BVaYPmX2jk0/s1600-h/diwali-77a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393898488070681218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Str6GMf4MoI/AAAAAAAAA24/BVaYPmX2jk0/s320/diwali-77a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Str5uEACt3I/AAAAAAAAA2o/iPGb0UZ0Ne4/s1600-h/diwali-80a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393898073472808818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Str5uEACt3I/AAAAAAAAA2o/iPGb0UZ0Ne4/s320/diwali-80a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all a happy and safe diwali &amp;amp; prosperous new year. Luv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-7728276004946139965?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/7728276004946139965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=7728276004946139965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7728276004946139965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7728276004946139965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2009/10/deeeewahhhhleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='Deeee....wahhhh.......leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Str6XpzTKuI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NAHvDwFowxE/s72-c/diwali-76e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-3127172140857446967</id><published>2009-08-19T09:19:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:30:54.255+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Kaminey Life Partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks to my factory staff guy (Ashok bhai) who did not turn up for work on last Sunday and I got time for my dear ones. Lucky day for me, i can say. We (I, Anju, Ankita, Lekha, Mayank, Hardik and Kanu) were out for movie. We had car (thanks to bhaiya) and we all were having fun in &amp;amp; out of car. We headed towards Himalaya mall for entertainment, games, window shopping as we all do... We had bike race but phew couldn’t come first.... always third in race ;) Secret is race was among three people in race track... hahahahahaha... so first from last... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Initially we had lots of fun of movie “Kaminey” word itself is a slang and we all were having fun. “Chal Kaminey dekhne chalthe hai” “oye Kaminey dekh kar aaye” “Kaminey akele dekh kar aaye” and various other lines... We went for booking tickets for movie “Kaminey” but its certification “A” was not allowing Kanu for entry. Finally we choose “Life Partner” light comedy movie starring Govinda, Fardeen Khan, Genelia, Prachi and last but not least Tushar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How about saying how was your “Kaminey” “Life Partner”? Sound interesting... Guy like me who can watch two movies in a row and see these two movie one after another and says “Hey friends, I saw “Kaminey Life Partner” It sounds interesting. And yes, don’t dare to doubt or say about my life partner. She is gr8, lovable and everything for me. Better mind it. :) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SowvbzpcsII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DasrRxlyAPM/s1600-h/life+partner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371720610313187458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SowvbzpcsII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DasrRxlyAPM/s320/life+partner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Sot5ioN5ReI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Ku1qgbX6EX8/s1600-h/life+partner.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As it is said in poster of Life Partner “Marriage will leave them all puzzled”. Puzzle theme was shown for introduction. Govinda (Divorce lawyer, who always tries to convince couples for divorce), Fardeen (salaried person in reputed bank of Cape town), Genelia (daughter of millionaire), Tushar (son of traditional conservative gujarati father having grown empire of pickle business in cape town) and Prachi (daughter of crorepati in Gujarat).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie starts with car having race with plane; Fardeen driving, Genelia (girlfriend) enjoying and backseat Tushar biting his nails. In between of race, Fardeen leaves the car sterring and kisses Genelia and both enjoying while Tushar’s heart is pumping out. After race completion, Fardeen explains the madness of race and says girl likes all this adventure; kissing while speeding car, etc. Our stupid Tushar always have diary to note down formula to impress gal in similar manner. This was formula no 150 for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Story is simple, light humoured and well acted. Govinda is shown flirting with goris, babes, convincing couple for divorce; movie had shown that govinda had convinced honeymoon couple and parents who came for divorce for their son, made up mind for divorce within a minute. We should appreciate his selling talent. Fardeen Khan loves his girlfriend (Genelia) very much. Always keep her happy, whatever Genelia does; be it singing, painting or interior. Fardeen comparison is also imaginative; Genelia singing is worse than beggar singing in Mumbai local train and painting is worse than painting done by blind; but he still wants to keep her happy so appreciate her in very goody goody way. Things changes after marriage.... incompatibility between two....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tushar who is part of family pickle business; afraid of his traditional and I say too much conservative father. He believes in arrange marriage and notes down all formula of fardeen to try upon this future life partner and impress her. He says that he is keeping all romance for his wife and his virginity is gift for her. (oops.. sorry).. What a seedha saadha guy in cape town ! He marries Prachi who is daughter of croreparti (We can say; whose business is 10 times more than that of Tushar’s Dad). Again due to too much conservative and traditional behaviour of Tushar’s Dad, incompatibility arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Govinda is there for helping both. Divorce expert. He arises more feeling and making them strong for divorce. He gets it done without any delay. After few days, he falls in love and decides to marry and that time, he finds out the differences caused for divorce (without knowledge of fardeen and tushar). He invites all for marriage and then had plan for sorting out differences with the help of Genelia and all three friends (Govinda, Tushar, Fardeen) live happily after with their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thing that did not digest me was the climax. Story had beautifully wrote showing love, marriage, problem arises due to incompatibility,etc.. but ending was so fast and quick like anything... which looks like fast forward and very hurried up in ending love stories... Rest was fine and story was well executed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rate 2 and half star out of five. It would be ok ok movie... nothing great would lose if you miss it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-3127172140857446967?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/3127172140857446967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=3127172140857446967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/3127172140857446967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/3127172140857446967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2009/08/kaminey-life-partner.html' title='Kaminey Life Partner'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SowvbzpcsII/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DasrRxlyAPM/s72-c/life+partner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-4362979003653879006</id><published>2009-08-17T22:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:17:19.801+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>I AM DREAMING WITH WIDE OPEN EYES........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello to all. It had been long, long, long time writing blog for me. Business had just kept me awake all the time and breathless round the clock. No time for extra activities ( &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; shh... waste of me). But hey, lot of learning and gaining in this long period. No regrets for my decision (quitting job and joining business) and should not regret too. (It's my life and want it to be bigger than king size)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you dream big, your dream should make you wide awake and not sleep. If you dream big, dream with open eyes. If you dream big, sacrifice all fantasy you imagine. If you dream big, work towards it till it is reality. Dream more than ten times of your potential and give more than cent effort. Ok ok... no philosophy...  let's come back friends... Sorry for interruption... yeah if this gave you inspiration; do reward me with your money  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Business v/s job comparison is still juggling in my mind. Both have their own +ve &amp;amp; -ve aspects but who cares? For me, it's like "I DON'T CARE" ad punch line. Business is making me crazy, money minded and many more. I have changed... yeah changes happened in me. I am watching fewer movies, no dining out, no freaking out.... still friends, believe me, I am enjoying  life as it is.... I am dreaming big and bigger than it should be... I do get complains, friends do complain me; sisters do complain me... yes they are right from their view but I can't help myself for time. I have to fight with time to become big and again dream bigger than it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time is running fast and is like "tortoise and hare" story where "Hare" is time and "tortoise" is me, chasing each other; challenging each other and learning lots of new things in between. Slow and steady win the race though it takes more than 100 percent effort. Success do not comes without effort but it is also true that every effort, you give will not turn into success. Surely, I will raise cocktail of success and thank Nandu bhaiya (elder brother; who always inspires me with his messages), Yatin (friend;  his success &amp;amp; hard work inspire me), Atika (life partner; who is always there to support me), Geeta Mamiji (maternal aunty; her struggle and fulfilling family needs inspire me) and all rich people whom I see while growing up (who always give me positive jealousy and zeal to become like them). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At last, leaving a thought for you my friends too.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Wake up and see whether your name is there in list of top richest person in world, if not; wake up wide and go to work towards it"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4362979003653879006?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4362979003653879006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=4362979003653879006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4362979003653879006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4362979003653879006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-dreaming-with-wide-open-eyes.html' title='I AM DREAMING WITH WIDE OPEN EYES........'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-8769566326203294048</id><published>2008-12-07T10:30:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:53:39.535+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Lie, Lie &amp; Beyond Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We all are born to tell truth and do not understand the meaning of lie. Child do not understand what to say, how to say but he/she do say what he/she feels, sees, hear, experience; hence we say "bacche mann ke sacche" in other words; "kids are true to their heart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elders will preach "Do not say lie" "Always say truth" blah blah... but then as time goes, same elders will say them to say lie according to the situation (might be to hide their own mistakes or to hide truth which they do not want to reveal at home, etc). Children might not understand the difference between the two (truth vs lie). They just obey/follow elder instruction but then this lead them to say lie and thus journey begins of saying lie, lie and beyond lie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own childhood days; we use to say lie to teachers if we have not done homework, we say lie to our parents to escape from school bcos we are afraid of exams or punishment from teachers, we say lie to get more time to play, to escape from tuition or study at home, to hide our low marks / percentage we get, and many other such things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie for everything and anything we wish to do; be it to hide our mistake or be it to enjoy our life without elder’s knowledge or to indulge in bad habit due to peer pressure or for our own interest/entertainment. It may be bunking classes, watching C grade movie, smoking or drinking, meeting our GF/BF without parent’s permission, spending lavishly, etc... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say lie for love, for own mistakes we want to hide, to protect ourselves or someone who is dear &amp;amp; near to us, to achieve something great, to boost our image or heighten our pride status...&lt;br /&gt;Lie is nothing but defence (for hiding our own mistake, etc.); fun (to meet lover, indulge in bad habits for our own entertainment without other knowledge, etc.); cheat (for trade or business, to backstab our own enemy, etc.); protection (for our own dear ones, giving someone chance to improve, etc.); happiness ( to give our dear ones feeling of being special to you). There are many excuses, reasons and in fact seasons too for saying lie and lie and beyond lie. Lie too has flipside of coin. One is darker side (defence, fun, cheat, etc.); while other is brighter side(protection, happiness, etc.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-8769566326203294048?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/8769566326203294048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=8769566326203294048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8769566326203294048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8769566326203294048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/12/lie-lie-beyond-lie.html' title='Lie, Lie &amp; Beyond Lie'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-9153318372360445652</id><published>2008-11-09T19:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:16:00.931+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>Navjeevan Express - Journey to Ahmedabad</title><content type='html'>Sun woke up at 7am and sun rays touching earth. I too finally woke up with a new beginning of my life and moving forward to new direction of my life. Got ready, said final or partial bye to all my dear one and boarded my train. Train send me back to childhood days when I along with my family use to travel in train. Nowadays, I was travelling by air for long distance (say Chennai to Ahmedabad). I had reservation in AC Coach and got a seat where 7 kids were heading towards Ahmedabad with lots of spirit and fun (they were participating in sports event). I too was enthused seeing their masti, fun and wow their UNO game caught my childhood imagination. I couldn’t stay much over there as kid's coach requested me to exchange seat (from B1 compartment to B3 compartment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my luggage (my laptop bag &amp;amp; airbag) and headed towards B3 (my new seat number 17). Surprisingly, B3 compartment was not at all crowded (I mean out of 72 seats only 10-15 seats were occupied). Initially I thought, passenger will come in later stations but it was not the case. I was all alone in my row i.e. from 17-24 seat number, I was all alone. To add more loneliness to it, I didn’t brought any of my mobile (Airtel &amp;amp; Reliance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey starts with all alone with my thoughts, laptop, business magazines and yes few cockroaches :). Weather outside was so fine and so fascinating (that you will fell in love with it). It was raining all the way and weather was soothing. I was like fingers on my lips for whole two days (except calling tea guy "ek chai dena" or coffee guy "ek coffee"; I think a bit cheating is allowed, right). I was going through magazines and trying to figure out which article in which magazine is worth reading for me and then after going through all the 5 magazine, I found only 3 magazine are worth reading. I kept all the magazine aside for a while and thought to take nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was now around 4pm after a nap and having hot coffee; mind is so refreshed and says wow, lets read magazine with fresh outlook. Took magazine and then another two and half hour went like nothing. I mean it was 6:30pm by the time I finished one magazine (explaining about 21st century organization, Need of leaders vs manager, etc.). Some elder came there and want to play cards as at their seat ladies were having snacks for themselves. I was interestingly watching their game and listening to their gujarati jokes. Train Ticket Examiner came once again and these gujarati folks asked him "when are these other people going to come ? " even me in back of mind was curious to know the answer. He said "Bhusawal, Jalgaon and like stations"). That’s means whole night I am all alone, one day all alone with no contact to outside world. You and your thoughts. (It was like Rajan standing and saying me "this is what mastermind is" you and your thoughts are left all alone; no outside world distracts you for a second too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking that these 36 hours journey (yeah, these long 36 hours) was any productive to me or rather say have I done any productive work? Answer to this question may be only reading that magazine was productive and to add little I wrote this blog as its interest me. Okay just cut this crap. I am on vacation ( I mean these 36 hours vacation) then why on hell I am trying to bring productiveness of these. Magazine reading has left a lot in my mind, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Navjeevan Express is related to me from my childhood. I use to come to Chennai on my summer vacation on this train and back to our town (Jetpur) by same train. We use to enjoy a lot. People, stations, chai wala, hawkers, and many other small thing. We (me and my sisters) use to fight for window seat and then enjoy the scenery outside. When I got shifted to Chennai, I use to be so excited with train ticket as I am going to meet my parents and sisters. I do remember the journey with my close and best of all friend "Yatin". We enjoyed a lot a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is after 2 long years, I am travelling again by Navjeevan express. All my old memories are flashing one by one in front of my eyes and touching to my heart, This is true but cant ignore the fact that this all was possible only because I had not brought my mobile; else I would be talking on phone and these memories would have fade away from my eyes and me getting lost with my fiancée, friend or near one in present or future gossip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-9153318372360445652?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/9153318372360445652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=9153318372360445652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/9153318372360445652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/9153318372360445652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/11/navjeevan-express-journey-to-ahmedabad.html' title='Navjeevan Express - Journey to Ahmedabad'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-5923919843182347016</id><published>2008-07-28T10:30:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:06:47.477+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Money Hai Toh Honey Hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SI1SrE5VyVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/mrrxKIgg02Y/s1600-h/money-hai-tu-honey-hai-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227925642449111378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SI1SrE5VyVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/mrrxKIgg02Y/s320/money-hai-tu-honey-hai-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back to theatre again.... I am real movie freak... whatever you say.. I choose this movie over "Mission Istanbul" being that action movie and I am sure that latter movie will give you headache and nothing else from it and even promos were not so promising.. This movie starring Govinda, Haniska, Upen, Aftab, Celina, Manoj &amp;amp; Esha (for song), Kim &amp;amp; Ravi (for minor or say crisp role).... Thought to be light comedy movie but turned out to be serious movie with bit comic scene.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Movie starts with no sense of title song.. "only tune i.e. Money hai toh honey hai" is quite humming lyrics but rest of line or lyrics is all bouncers... i mean head ache.. Starts with mad prem chopra.. he is mad.. and about to die and looking for heir who can take over his entire business empire... his lucky number is 6 so he wants to select 6 heirs to takeover... with no logic, no sense, nothing.. this guy select 6 mobile numbers and becomes happy as he got heirs for his business empire... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and you can guess 6 heirs.. brief about them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Govinda -- rich guy careless son. who dont care but entertainment with dad hard earned money (dream to enjoy whole life without tension but with entertainment and entertainment)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aftab --- working in ad agency but his ideas are taken as bull shit and crap, seen as loser in office (dream to open his own ad agency)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Celina -- work for fashion design, designs clothes but tag is of famous fashion designer (dream to open her own fashion production house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Upen --- struggling model... who works for low grade product model.. (dream to be top model &amp;amp; brand ambassador like saif, shahrukh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haniska -- TV serial actress.. (dream to be top actress of big banner movies)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Manoj --- unsuccessful businessman.. who loses his money but happy because he got some experience out of it.. (dream to make it big one day in business....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Movie is simple and nothing to do with comedy or sense... Prem chopra is about to die and selects this lucky 6 heirs to take over... these 6 starts dreaming only to find out that prem chopra whose empire is about 1000 crores is in debt of 1600 crores.. these 6 people capabilities of themselves and join together to save the company and their lives and live their dream.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ganesh is testing your patience, comic sense, or say every bit of sense u have in ur head for first half to complete and testing continues till the end of movie..  I was having no clue where the movie is heading, where is going, where it is tailing.. songs are forced inside the story.... except govinda, ravi and manoj (comic role) did justice to role.. u will find quite irritating and no sense in their head. lot of over acting... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you guys/ gals are looking for comedy in this movie then forget it.. It's all about Money, Honey.... if u dont have value for ur money, u can waste it on this movie and still spend money for headache pills afterwards...  and yes if u want revenge with your friend. u can recommend him/her to watch movie.... He/She will definitely have headache, will scratch each and every hair out of head, etc.... I would rate only 1 star out of 5... (dont watch type)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-5923919843182347016?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/5923919843182347016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=5923919843182347016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5923919843182347016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5923919843182347016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/07/money-hai-toh-honey-hai.html' title='Money Hai Toh Honey Hai'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SI1SrE5VyVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/mrrxKIgg02Y/s72-c/money-hai-tu-honey-hai-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-6448404509023178062</id><published>2008-07-18T16:41:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:16:38.909+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>WANTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SIHc7z3DnEI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3lluVxT9IOU/s1600-h/wantednyccposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224699962818010178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SIHc7z3DnEI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3lluVxT9IOU/s320/wantednyccposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind two months ago for watching this movie the very first week. Trailers were simply superb... Assassin concept, Mind blowing stunts and to add more Angelina Jolie in her full action... After Tomb raider series, I think this movie will give more fame for action sequence perform by Angelina Jolie.... I was waiting for this movie to release and me to go, grab seat and enjoy the action-filled movie.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose this movie over HANCOCK (Will Smith) as a superhero just bcos of its human connect with assassin, action, etc.. which i could not related with superhero powers, extra ordinary, strength, etc... to do so in normal human life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Movies starts with the note addressing to audience about the "Fraternity" who kills people to save world or say assassain people (killing one person can save lives of thousand). They have very ancient godly way of figuring name of person who becomes their next target. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welsey (lead actor) shown as loser in office, loser in life (as his best friends sleeps with Welsey's girl), loser in everything.... It is when Angelina Jolie (part of fraternity group) meets him at grocery shop and then starts the fighting sequence with Mr. Cross (another main character of movie) (unbelieveably brillantly excecuted action sequence).. Be it at gun firing sequence in grocery shop, chase between car and truck, action sequence, the way Jolie drives the car (though few scenes are animated) still it hold your breath and makes you excited... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Morgan is head of fraternity group and wants Welsey to be part of it. He test him by making him to shoot wings of flies.. Welsey cannot hold gun but then on gun point, he manages to shoots off wings of several flies.. he wants to be away from all this (blood, killing, assasaination, etc) but then next day he found fortune (around 3.6$ million) in his bank account and then the boldly fire back to boss.. quits his job, hits his friend with keyboard.. showing his friend blooded tooth coming out... and while leaving broken keys shows message of "F**K YOU"... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welsey goes under to intensive training (real blood shedding punches, knife cuts, etc). Each day he is made to sit tied with chair and get blows, punches till he feel down unconscious, then he goes for knife fight where he is really gets cuts badly.... really it is reallllllllllllllll blood shedding training to make him tougher and stronger for more will power..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the traning completes, Morgan gives him the first assignment from FATE OF LOOM (The Loom of Fate, a loom that gives the names of the targets through a binary code hidden in the weaving of the threads).. Welsey first hesitates killing his target.. thinking that why should he kill him without knowing what he did or why he did, etc.... but then Jolie narrates her childhood story where a fratenity member failed to assasain one person which resulted to death of her father in later days.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Story till here is smooth going and fine.. real excitement starts when there comes a twist, sharp U turn in story road line.... Cross who is behind Welsely is actually his father and wants Welsey to be out of fraternity group.... and welsey is under impression that Cross is professional killer and is behind welsey to kill him.... Welsey is trained and brought into group by morgan and jolie because Cross wont backfire or say attack his own son hence he is plotted against father... there is amazing and wonderfully executed scene where train falling down into valley and all these truth is revealed by Jolie (who is again accompany Welsey to kill him; as soon as he kills Cross)... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welsey escape from train and fall into river valley and decides to destroy whole fraternity group and origin of the place.... he comes up with wonderful, rather say brillant idea to destroy the place and then attack.... Morgan with his fraternity members encircle him at gun point and there is where another twist revealed that morgan comes up with all fraternity members name as next target indicated from "Fate of Loom".. all are shocked, surprised.... Jolie fires such a way that bullet travels in circular manner and goes through every member head and finally same bullet goes to her head.... Welsey is out of revenge but by that time Morgan fleeds from scene...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next scene was like Welsey is back to work... i thought "oh no, not again for that poor guy".. but it was plot set for Morgan to come and Welsey kills him by firing bullet from miles away (same as his father does CROSS does in the beginning of the movie)... THE END&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Plot, action sequence, twist, story line, subject are all appreciable but only one thing that did not digest me was the bullet firing technique.. though it may work, but still couldnt digest (specially the circular fire in the end of the movie killing all fraternity members in one shot.. it bypasses our Rajnikanth style... i hope Rajnikanth have not seen this movie.. else god will also wonder what will his unpredictable, unbelievable, nature defying stunts to come. ).... You will enjoy the bullet sequence too just because of the direction been shown and way it is being shot... Direction is more than perfect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall i would rate this movie as three and half out of five stars... Movie does not bore you, keeps u excited, action sequence (be in train, car, bullet, anything) is executed brillantly... moreover i know u guys.. angelina jolie is back with action stunts.... "GOOD MOVIE" "MUST WATCH"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-6448404509023178062?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/6448404509023178062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=6448404509023178062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6448404509023178062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6448404509023178062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/07/wanted.html' title='WANTED'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SIHc7z3DnEI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3lluVxT9IOU/s72-c/wantednyccposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-3529093810899832519</id><published>2008-07-07T10:34:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:59:31.856+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Jaane Tu... ya jaane na</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SHGk7AfDtuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/xZr3dpeY8NA/s1600-h/414px-Jaanetuyajaanena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134776748619490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SHGk7AfDtuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/xZr3dpeY8NA/s400/414px-Jaanetuyajaanena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have to believe myself.. i have never been so movie buff watching movies after movies each coming saturday... i was clear that if this movie wasn't aamir khan production then i would have chosen "Love Story 2050" for watching this saturday. I knew that if aamir is producing then definitely movie will be sensible and worth watching.. and aamir does not let u down. For him, believe in script and execution; rest everything will fall into for success..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Jaane Tu....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya jaane na" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is a debut movie for "Imraan Khan" cute and choclately face.... (note: Imraan is nephew of aamir.. this movie was definitely not a launch pad for his nephew but it was director who choose imraan after having screen test and audit... aamir fall into this picture after the selection of imraan.) Genelia the lead actress was of course selected after the aamir khan intervention.. lets not fall into selection.. movie is without big name &amp;amp; fame stars.... i was curious to see this movie as it set in college life.. college friends... (seems from trailer)... it would be definitely fun going movie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now whats is pulling you for watching this in theatres apart from aamir khan production? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First is simple &amp;amp; straight story...&lt;/strong&gt; Imraan - Jai &amp;amp; Genelia - Aditi... popularly calling each other as "Rats for Jai and Meow for Aditi" (Aditi is fond of cats and Jai being close and dear he is nicknamed as rats - rats and cats share close relationship -- hey hey halo.. i know cats loves as their foods.. but here the case is different.. like tom and jerry.. they both fight with each other but also miss each other and loves so much) are best and closest friends among the group... they are so close friends that their friend group and even families of both are mistaken it to be love and not friendship.. they are made for each other... so when and how these two realise the same... (dont stop here... i know storyline is simple... i told you earlier but still more to look out in this movie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second is wonderfully executed &amp;amp; story direction.... &lt;/strong&gt;there is no as such dude of college or hero of movie concept. it is just like our college days.. college friends.. thinking they are friends but slowly realize that they are more than friends and are in love... such a simple story was executed and directed wonderfully that u wont feel that 3 hours went like puff...goof..... and movie is over... u will fall into story and though predicted, u feel excited about story going... same was shown in movie.. Friends are depiciting a story to boring / moody / proudy gal who finally grow interest and is more excited to know more and more about story....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third flawless &amp;amp; natural acting....&lt;/strong&gt; you will find the natural talent coming up in all characters.. be it aditi, jai, or their friends or parents or financee of aditi or new girlfriend of jai or rajat kapoor family... there is as such no extra emotion been put up.. everything is flowing so naturally that you definitely fall into college days memories and your friends group and your crush, masti and all......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth chart buster songs...&lt;/strong&gt; u will enjoy songs "kabhi kabhi aditi" "Pappu cant dance" "nazareen milana, nazareen churana"... really chart buster songs... i was surprised to see and hear whole audience in theater were singing these songs in sync.. u will enjoy it.... and add more to this. there is no extra fitted songs as it used to be in love songs... it is college friends dude... every songs has its own charisma, magic, masti and fun within friend group..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fifth situational comedy....&lt;/strong&gt; u will crack up and go back to our comedies we use to do in college within group.. some scenes are really watch ... Jai fighting sequence with college brat. how he tackle him? .... Jiggi calling Jai and asking him whether he is coming for his own surprise birthday party &amp;amp; more to it, you have see his readymade reaction on birthday suprise.. (too good jiggi).... Situational comedy does not miss and definitely make u laugh . if not atleast smile... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;List goes on but let me stop here else you will say me that aamir fan so writing much of positive notes for this home production movies.. Guys / Gals out there... point here overall movie is excellent with simple script executed and brought up story board wonderfully.. I will rate this movie 4 out of 5 stars... it is &lt;strong&gt;"must see movie"&lt;/strong&gt; type else you will miss something.... go and grab tickets now....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-3529093810899832519?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/3529093810899832519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=3529093810899832519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/3529093810899832519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/3529093810899832519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/07/jaane-tu-ya-jaane-na.html' title='Jaane Tu... ya jaane na'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SHGk7AfDtuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/xZr3dpeY8NA/s72-c/414px-Jaanetuyajaanena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-333458754413754734</id><published>2008-07-06T14:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:24:31.956+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><title type='text'>Two Strangers --- New Life  in One Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SFtwfbCXWGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/2o8unkBOGJQ/s1600-h/love_wallpaper_111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213884678747412578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SFtwfbCXWGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/2o8unkBOGJQ/s400/love_wallpaper_111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in continuation to my previous blog "Marriage on cards" &lt;a href="http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/01/marriage-on-cards.html"&gt;http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/01/marriage-on-cards.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was D-Day for me when I have to choose a partner for my rest of life. I was nervous as well as excited. I was imagining her in my heart. Nervous (have to take decision for life partner) &amp;amp; Excited (want to meet a gal who cleared all criteria or condition set by my huge and big joint family... you would have come to know from my earlier blog)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We met, had nice conversation, bit nervous &amp;amp; excited, striking friendship at first... and then after half an hour i could hear loud "YES" or say "GOD BLESS YOU COUPLE" (there is saying "God already decides couple in heaven itself" &amp;amp; "Made for each other").... we got engaged and then new life of ours starts ticking...... calls started flooding.. i am sure Airtel, BSNL, Vodafone, Reliance network would have got jammed.... You have to see me.. i was holding two mobiles, one landline receiver to greet my relatives &amp;amp; friends congratulation calls... Thank god, I am not octopus.. else i don't know how many mobile or landline i would be holding !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;From here, our life began and with it new journey, new feeling, new responsibilities, new priorities, new plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SG4DrtSKvyI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZIITVKb5oa8/s1600-h/Couple-relationship-LP_e_b531446b815d841fa57ff7ac29559923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219113067594039074" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SG4DrtSKvyI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZIITVKb5oa8/s320/Couple-relationship-LP_e_b531446b815d841fa57ff7ac29559923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just imagine... two strangers met each other for the first time... they decided to live together for rest of life... slowly they began to know each other.... understand each other... enjoy each other warmth feeling... hugs, kisses and love for each other.... Accepting each other, sync &amp;amp; synergize so easily, become responsible for every action and reaction, biggest motivation factor, support and trust even when nobody stands with you, love even hatred is all around, never let u feel lonely, friend to whom you can share everything without any discomfort, you feel secure and warm his/her arms, feel like special and blissed, feeling of being loved and loving more than anybody in world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Same person was once a stranger.. now is life partner.... gr8 ! what a phenomenon change in behavior ! what a chemistry ! and that too strikes so fast! Relationship bonding gets stronger and stronger with each passing day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many relationship comes with birth but this one is different and makes special as two different person are moulded into one new soul. New life starts with responsibility, trust, love, understanding, friendship, secure and everything person thinks to get......Two strangers starts a new life and becomes one soul in no matter of time.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-333458754413754734?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/333458754413754734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=333458754413754734&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/333458754413754734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/333458754413754734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-strangers-one-soul.html' title='Two Strangers --- New Life  in One Soul'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SFtwfbCXWGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/2o8unkBOGJQ/s72-c/love_wallpaper_111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-8210624781873038920</id><published>2008-07-02T22:05:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:53:42.983+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Thoda Pyaar Thoda Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SGuu09Op-YI/AAAAAAAAAnY/nZ_JH3J9VRM/s1600-h/tptm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218456818051316098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="251" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SGuu09Op-YI/AAAAAAAAAnY/nZ_JH3J9VRM/s400/tptm2.jpg" width="331" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not believe myself.. i am watching movies week after week continously.. first was Sarkar Raj, then Mere Baap Pehle Aap, then De Taali and &lt;strong&gt;now Thoda Pyaar Thoda Magic...&lt;/strong&gt; ufff.... so many more movies to come in coming week too.. My ghosh ! Love Story 2050, Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na, Wanted, Hancock (dont get surprised; i do watch hollywood movies too)... I am blocked my timing for next few sundays too.... I have never planned for my other activities like this..... This would be a record for me going 8 weeks continously for movie on Sundays... can't help myself too... all faults lies with director and producers.. :) releasing movies week after week.... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok come to topic "Thoda Pyaar Thoda Magic"..... movie is about 4 kids who dislikes and wants to take revenge from Saif Ali Khan and then there is angel Rani Mukherjee sent on earth on mission by God (Rishi Kapoor) that she have to make kids and Saif like each other and as soon as mission is over, she will return back to heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie begins with Saif childhood days... where he loses everything in life (his childhood love, mom, dad) and been sent to boarding school..... he remains isolated and always be lonely.. makes no friends hence no friends.. becomes adamant, stubborn but genius and successful businessman who wins prestigious enterpenur of the year award..... He meets with an acccident which results into death of family (mom and dad of 4 kids).... court orders saif a unique punishment ..... to take care of 4 kids untill youngest kid becomes 18 years. else lifeterm jail without bail... so this is real reason for 4 kids who were eagarly waiting to meet Saif and take revenge of killing their parents.... First night of kids at Saif home.. they pray god and yes god(Rishi Kapoor) listens to them and sends angel (Rani Mukherjee) to help kids and Saif to like and love each other.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooopppsss... i forgot Amisha Patel... how can i? friends if u r thinking that Amisha is going to play a good role in this... then you are mistaken... she is there only for skin show and to have glamour in movie... Amisha plays as dumb girlfriend of Saif... which over period of time, even Saif wants to get rid of his girlfriend..... Amisha has no job but to bring glamour and do skin show for few seconds and vanish from screen..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on friends... dont get diverted from fairy tale..... kids does many pranks, loss to Saif but in vain... Saif does get anger but his patience works for him.... Rani does win heart of kids and slowly Saif too.... Saif gives good advice, helps in wining cooking competition, talks honestly and cutely and does not shout a word even when he loses billion dollar contract on kids.. this manner Saif wins kids heart and they are now on for Saif.... Saif too likes kids and yes in progress began to love our angel.. fears to say her but now Rani has to go to heaven back... she admits to god that she too began to like kids and Saif.. God makes her to stay back with them for rest of life and disappears... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids did a good job; emotional quotient, mischief and kiddish behaviour is nice.. Saif does justice to his role; rani brings screen more lively and amisha uuffss does much of overacting and over glamour.... Overall the movie does not have impact in heart or say not even impact on head.... story has nothing much to convey.... it is like "thoda pyaar thoda magic" has &lt;strong&gt;"No pyaar No magic"&lt;/strong&gt; ... i would rate this movie as 2 out of 5 stars........ &lt;strong&gt;"Let Go" type movie. no harm in missing this movie.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-8210624781873038920?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/8210624781873038920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=8210624781873038920&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8210624781873038920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8210624781873038920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/07/thoda-pyaar-thoda-magic.html' title='Thoda Pyaar Thoda Magic'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SGuu09Op-YI/AAAAAAAAAnY/nZ_JH3J9VRM/s72-c/tptm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-4327880433997047474</id><published>2008-06-22T20:44:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:26:28.391+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>De Taali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SF5sspxby8I/AAAAAAAAAnA/Qq0qczWSgkg/s1600-h/m_detaali11210236316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214724932924853186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SF5sspxby8I/AAAAAAAAAnA/Qq0qczWSgkg/s400/m_detaali11210236316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it is another in a row fooled by the title of movie (first being "mere baap pehle aap")....... i know you too are thinking this as comedy movie.. my reaction is "naaaaaaahhhhhhhh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me about story.... dont know when it starts, how it starts, where it goes and how it ends.... 3 friends... one (aftab)always falls in love with new gal... 32nd affair was hooked by a gal (rimi) who is behind his money and other two friends (ritesh and ayesha) are in rescue for his friend.... story ends with happy note.. rimi changes his nature and settles with ritesh... ayesha who is forced to think and made to think that her friendship would be love for aftab gets settles with aftab as final love..... THE END........ I think &lt;strong&gt;"De Taali"&lt;/strong&gt; should be rephrase as &lt;strong&gt;"Matha Khali"&lt;/strong&gt; .... and your head will cry and shout aloud &lt;strong&gt;"Mar Dali"...&lt;/strong&gt; as a precaution do keep disperin for headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie has no substance or proper direction of story and falls short when compare to promos shown in air. &lt;strong&gt;Promos were quite promising but movie was hardly promising anything for audience&lt;/strong&gt;. Title seem to be comedy between friends but turn out to be something else.... (dont ask me what) i dont remember.... slept for sometime in sofa seat in theatre.. (but my bugger friend woke me up, so couldnt able to get value for money atleast by sleeping in sofa seat.. he says that why i should enjoy movie by sleeping and he alone left for torture)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SF5wpo9P-YI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9fwh6YZoQdg/s1600-h/detaali-2008-1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214729279212878210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SF5wpo9P-YI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9fwh6YZoQdg/s400/detaali-2008-1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes u can sing around the title song &lt;strong&gt;"Everybody put ur hands together.. hands together... De Taali"&lt;/strong&gt; .... Movie has songs whose lyrics would be understand and meant only for lyricst and music composer (for him too i doubt whether he understood or composed based on situation) i would give him credit for title track only that played at the end of movie (which is best part or say only the part which is worth watching in movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall movie will be like "LET GO" &amp;amp; "NOTHING TO LOSE IF YOU MISS".... i will give a score like 1 out of 5....&lt;/strong&gt; (which again depends on person to person and their taste of movie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4327880433997047474?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4327880433997047474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=4327880433997047474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4327880433997047474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4327880433997047474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-taali.html' title='De Taali'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SF5sspxby8I/AAAAAAAAAnA/Qq0qczWSgkg/s72-c/m_detaali11210236316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-2398513689241102614</id><published>2008-06-20T19:45:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:06:27.849+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interview'/><title type='text'>Cover Letter tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Are you applying for a job vacancy? Don't forget to accompany your CV with a well written cover letter. A well written cover letter increases your chances of a meeting with the recruiter but ensure that your cover letter should not be a replica of your CV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some tips on writing a good cover letter to be sent along with the CV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ensure that you don't have a generic cover letter for all job requirements. It is very necessary to modify it according to the job requirement. If you do not want to take the load of modifying the letter every time you send out a job application, your chances of getting a job also become bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try to find out the recruiters name, if possible and address the cover letter to him/ her otherwise address it to the Hiring Manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come straight away to the subject without beating around the bush. The subject of the cover letter should clearly state its purpose. For e.g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Application for the position of Marketing Manager (Ref:____).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give a brief introduction about yourself and the reference to the job notification to which you are responding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the next paragraph mention how does your candidature fit into the requirements of the notified job opening. May be you can pick up 4-5 important points from the job profile and write about your qualifications opposite to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;End the letter with a courteous note and ask them to feel free to let you know if they need any further information about your candidature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Follow up your application with the concerned person in 10-12 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This shows your seriousness in the job opening. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-2398513689241102614?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/2398513689241102614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=2398513689241102614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/2398513689241102614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/2398513689241102614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/06/cover-letter-tips.html' title='Cover Letter tips'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-319787568124550407</id><published>2008-06-20T19:45:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:05:12.240+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interview'/><title type='text'>Quick tips to answer the Personal Interview questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quick tips to answer the Personal Interview questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you go for a personal interview, always expect the question Tell us something about yourself. Go prepared to answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Understand the requirements of the role properly and keep your answer ready for Why does this role interest you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To judge your stability in the personal interview, the interviewer might ask a direct question like Why do you think should we take you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go prepared to answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prepare your answer to the question the interviewer might ask about your strengths and weaknesses in the interview. Take the word weaknesses as liberally as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Analyze the qualities that you required to achieve something big. Talk your latest achievement in the interview. When asked about mistakes, mention the one from long past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never approach the interviewer as a Job Beggar. Go as a Problem Solver. Answer in positive when you are asked if you are speaking to some other companies for your job search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Show your flexible attitude during the personal interview. This can be done by being open to relocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have stayed in your last job for too long or have switched the jobs very frequently, have an answer ready to the queries that might appear during the personal interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Demonstrate the keenness to learn if you do not have all the required experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never talk bad about your last jobs or employers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sound ambitious but stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sound like a team player but be open to take the autonomous responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont jump on the salary in the initial part of the interview. Let the interviewer take it out first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Study about the company before you go for the interview. Ask intelligent questions when give a chance to ask questions to interviewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stay confident, composed and calm during the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personal interview-FAQs&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you are called for a personal interview, many types of questions spring across your mind, specially if you are an unexperienced job seeker. Here are some tips on answering the most frequently asked questions in a personal interview :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me something about your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Go prepared for this question, as this is the most frequently asked question in the interview. Answer it covering your work experience, educational qualifications and a little information about your family background. Try to focus on key areas of your work while talking about your professional experience. This is an open ended question and can help you in taking the interview in which ever direction you want it to go. You should know where to put a full stop to provoke the desired question from the interviewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why does this role interest you? Or why have you applied for this job?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the focus of the answer to this question on your skills, experience and personal qualities. Link the job requirement to your skills rather than talking about the challenges, career and progression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do you think should we take you for this job?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't panic if you are asked this question. Make sure that you have understood the job profile well before you go for the interview.&lt;br /&gt;Relate your qualifications and work experience with the job requirements. If there are any new things that you are expected to perform in the new job, say that you are always open to learn the new things and take up the new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What motivates you at work?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say that competition and new challenges motivate you at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do you want to leave your present job or why did you leave your last job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The reasons for switching the job could be numerous. The best answer to offer for this question is to say, for better prospects. Now they can ask you another question, what do you mean by better prospects? To this you can say, better prospects in terms of experience, and exposure.&lt;br /&gt;If you have been made redundant, put your words across very carefully.&lt;br /&gt;Your wrong words can give an impression that only you were the one whose position was made redundant, which hardly might be the case. May be you can say something like, Over last 8 months a lot of restructuring was going on in the company and 40 positions became surplus. One of them was mine but I have learnt a lot during my tenure at XYZ company and I am sure I can add a lot of value to a position like the we are discussing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your greatest strength?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interpret this question as, what is your greatest relevant strength?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or Why should we hire you? Tell them a strength that they want to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For this you will need to properly understand the job profile and keep your answer ready. For example, if the job needs you to have convincing answers ready for the any type customers questions, you can sell your presence of mind or if you are required to change you sector or industry you can offer your adaptability as an answer. It is important to keep ready at least 2 examples of the mentioned strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your greatest weakness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Interpret this question as, why shouldnt we hire you? There 3 ways to tackle this question. Judge the situation and use one of them.&lt;br /&gt;First way: Use your sense of humour. If the interview is proceeding in the light way and you have built up a good rapport with the interviewer, you can get out of it by saying Icecream. Accompany it with a right body language.&lt;br /&gt;Second Way: If you have to answer this question seriously, give a weakness which doesnt relate to the job under discussion. For example, you can say, I have been using a camera since childhood but I still dont know how to mend it. If it is spoiled, I will need to take it to an expert.&lt;br /&gt;Third way: Understand the requirement of the role under discussion and say that others accuse you of having that weakness but you think that it is important for your work. For example, if the job needs a detailed study and leaving a single step might need you to re-run the whole process say that My colleagues accuse me of having a too much eye for detail but I have experienced that to do this work you need to go into details rather than cutting corners. I have worked with people following a shorter route and doing the whole exercise again, which I would not prefer to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your greatest achievement?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underlying agenda is to know what personal qualities were required to achieve it. Dont go back too far to answer this question as this might give an impression that you have not achieved anything since then. Find a relevant answer in the recent past for this question. If you are a fresher and have been a topper of your college or university, you can say that during the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you ambitious?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say that I am very ambitious in the way that I dont like to get to get a feeling of stagnancy. I want that I should always be getting new experiences and learning new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What qualities would you look for, if you were recruiting someone for this position?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To answer this question, you need to analyze the requirements of the job profile before appearing for the interview. The answer to this question would estimate your understanding of the role under discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you speaking to some other companies? Or how is your job search going on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question gives you an opportunity to let the interviewer know that other companies are also interested in hiring you and gives you leverage while negotiating the salary. You can say, Yes, I am in the final round of discussion with two other companies. Approach the interviewer as a Problem Solver and not as a Job Beggar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which companies are you talking to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You can maintain your integrity by refusing to disclose the names. You can simply say, they havent notified these openings so I believe they would not like their names to be revealed. At times, taking the competitors names might increase your chances of being hires. Analyze the situation and answer accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you ready to relocate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You can say, for a right position and right company relocation should not be a problem. Do not close the discussion at the earlier stage by saying No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have stayed for a long time with your last company-Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying with the same company for too long may be considered as the candidate being un-ambitious. While answering this question you can say, Yes, I preferred to stay with them all this while because I was regularly adding value to my experience there and I was growing as a professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have switched many jobs-why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much job hopping gives an impression that the candidate is unstable and unreliable but you can put this query to ease by saying that you switched jobs to broaden your experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your biggest mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Theres nothing wrong in admitting a mistake. A human being is bound to commit mistakes. This time it is advantageous to go back as far as possible in the past and find an answer. The advantage of doing this is that a youngster is expected to commit more mistakes than a mature and seasoned person. This would give an impression that since that time you have committed mistakes but not that big. Take the word mistake as liberally as possible and go back to your student life to answer this question. Probably you can say, if I could go back to my student life, I would have studied Biology instead of Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why havent you got a job yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This question will usually arise if it has been sometime since you finished your studies and are still in the market without a job. You can say that, I have been offered some tempting positions in the last few days but had to turn them down as I did not find them right for my candidature. You can follow it up with some examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You do not have all the experience we are seeking for this position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To answer this question, you again need to analyze the requirements of the role properly and match them to your candidature. If you meet most of the requirements, you can say that you have most of the qualities needed for this role and for the remaining you are always open to learning them. You can follow this up with an example from your last job where you learnt and did things that you didnt know earlier. Stay confident while answering this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do you want to quit your present job?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reasons for you to quit the present job could be numerous, may be you don't get well along with your boss or your salary is too less but its not good to make derogatory remarks about your present company in an interview. You can give a more practical answer like, my present company is not able to offer me further growth opportunities and I have a feeling that its the time for me to grow up in hierarchy and learn further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever made a mistake at work? How did you rectify it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody makes mistakes, there's nothing wrong in admitting it. In the interview you can say that yes , there have been times when you have made mistakes and learnt from them. Whatever you could correct yourself, you did that and for the rest you went back to your senior and took his help to sort it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What major problems did you face in your last role?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The agenda of this question is to understand if&lt;br /&gt;You caused the problem&lt;br /&gt;Could it have been avoided?&lt;br /&gt;Your attitude to solve it.&lt;br /&gt;It is safer to mention a problem which was caused by an external party rather than the problems within internal parties. May be you can take an example of the problem caused by a customer, vendor. Discuss what you did to solve the problem. If you took some leadership role also in the whole process, talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where do you see yourself 5 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By asking this question, the interviewer wants to see, how ambitious the candidate is. You can say that, 5 years down the line I would like to see myself in a responsible position where I can make important decisions in the favor of company and the company treats me as its asset. I am sure that this company can offer me growth opportunities like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you feel about doing repetitive work?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say that I understand that every job has an element of repetitive work but I enjoy fulfilling all the aspects of my job with equal enthusiasm and give them my 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you manage to attend this interview during your working hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Everybody knows that you would not ask permission from your boss to appear for an interview. You can answer this question by simply saying that you have taken a off from the office to appear for this interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you like to work in a team or on your own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The agenda behind this question is to understand if you are a team player or a solo performer. It might be risky to choose any one of them as the role for which they are considering you might need you to be a team player but the career progression which they might consider for you down a years time may need you to handle a more autonomous position. It is better to answer this question by saying that I dont have any such preference. I can comfortably handle both the situations, as the need arises. Now back it up with examples where you successfully worked in a team and where you performed an autonomous role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If your last boss was present here, what do you think he would tell us about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is again a question which can be answered in two ways.&lt;br /&gt;First way: If the situation is light, you can say that, I am the diamond of his team, you must pick me up. This needs to be accompanied by a right body language.&lt;br /&gt;Second way: If the discussion is proceeding in a serious manner, you can pick up a formal appraisal he gave you and say that I think he would repeat it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has your career developed as you had liked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The agenda behind this question is to understand if there had been times of dip in your career and if you lay the blame for them on others. Theres nothing to be ashamed of if there have been short gap in your employment. You can justify it by giving a convincing reason.&lt;br /&gt;Look at your qualifications and social environment and relate your achievements to them, to answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if your team ceased to perform?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The agenda behind this question is to understand your management style. A good answer to this question could be, I will try to establish the reasons for non-performance of the team and try to eradicate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you take up this job if we offered it to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again there are two ways to handle this question. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First Way: If you have built up a good rapport with the interviewer by now you can ask a more direct question, Are you offering it to me?&lt;br /&gt;(with a smile and right body language). If they say Yes, you can say that off course, based on what we have discussed till now I am enthusiastic in taking up this position. How soon would you be able to get me a written offer?&lt;br /&gt;Second Way: Alternatively you can say, based on what we have discussed till now, I will be happy to take up this position but there are still certain things that need to be discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your expected salary?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't jump at a figure when you are asked this question during the personal interview. Try to turn the ball back into the interviewers court and ask him the type of salary the company offers for a position like this. Still, if you are required to answer this question, mention a range rather than talking about an exact figure but don't keep the range too vast, you will be offered the one at the lower end. Probably you can say, I should be comfortable with something in the range of mid fifties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you do if you are offered a job with a salary higher than this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By asking this question the interviewer tries to analyze if the candidate will leave the job for a couple of thousands. Recruiting a candidate costs money to the company so they would like to hire somebody who has some loyalty towards the company. You can answer this question by saying that though you know the attraction of money every job offers but you would first try to analyze the growth opportunities with both the jobs. If your present company can offer you the desired growth with the industry trend, you would not switch. You will discuss the issue with your senior and ask his views on your growth in the present job and if you see that there is a potential to grow in the present job, you will stick otherwise you will politely inform him about your decision to move ahead in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you want to ask us something about the company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When you are going for a job interview, go prepared. Try to find out the latest information about the company. When you are asked this question, you can ask interesting questions like the opportunities for you to grow in the company, the expansion plans of the company and the chances for you to grow there. If the company has been in news recently, you can ask questions related to that also &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-319787568124550407?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/319787568124550407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=319787568124550407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/319787568124550407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/319787568124550407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/06/quick-tips-to-answer-personal-interview.html' title='Quick tips to answer the Personal Interview questions.'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-1497468304536681171</id><published>2008-06-20T19:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:52:20.199+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interview'/><title type='text'>12 things your CV should NOT have</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your CV is your marketing brochure through which you try to sell a commodity, ie your skills to the potential buyer i.e. the prospective employer. The sole purpose of your CV is to fetch you an interview call. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, creating a CV isn't as simple as just using flowery language and pretty fonts. There are certain things that put recruiters off and if you want to make a good impression, make sure you do not commit these mistakes in what is arguably the most valuable document of your job hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While the rules listed are well-founded, they are not carved in stone.&lt;br /&gt;At times you will need to break the rules. If you want to add these things knowingly and purposefully to your CV we advise you to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The points mentioned here are not listed in the order of priority; instead they are listed in the sequence in which they usually appear on a CV.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Colorful or glossy paper and flashy fonts Your CV is a formal, official document. Keep it simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Resume or CV at the top&lt;br /&gt;Many people tend to add headings to their CV. The usual are CV, Curriculum Vitae and Resume. Do not do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Photographs until asked&lt;br /&gt;Do not add your photo to the CV until you have been asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;Photographs are required only for certain types of positions like models, actors etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Usage of 'I', 'My', 'He', 'She'&lt;br /&gt;Do not use these in your CV. Many candidates write, 'I worked as Team Leader for XYZ Company' or 'He was awarded Best Employee for the year 2007'. Instead use bullet points to list out your qualifications/ experience like: Team leader for XYZ Company from 2006-2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Spelling mistakes and grammatical errors Proof read your CV until you are confident that it doesn't have any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors. These are big put-offs for the recruiters. Moreover, sometimes these mistakes might land you in an embarrassing situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A candidate who submitted his CV without proofreading it committed the mistake of wrongly spelling 'ask' as 'ass'. Now you can imagine the type of embarrassment he must have faced during the interview, when the interviewer pointed it out. These mistakes tend to convey a lazy and careless attitude to the interviewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Lies about your candidature&lt;br /&gt;Do not lie about your past jobs or qualifications or anything which might have an impact on the job. You may be able to secure a job with these lies today but tomorrow you may lose it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Abbreviations or jargon that is difficult to understand People screening your resume usually belong to the HR department. If they do not understand what the abbreviations and jargon mean, they will simply dump your CV in the trash can. Avoid over-using such terms as far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Reasons for leaving last job&lt;br /&gt;Leave these reasons to be discussed during the personal interview. For example, some candidates write: Reason for leaving the last job: Made redundant. Avoid making such statements in your CV, they add no value.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, if you do get an interview call, chances are the interviewer will address the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Past failures or health problems&lt;br /&gt;Mentioning these immediately slash your chances of getting an interview call.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, you have a gap in your employment because you started your own business which did not do well. Some candidates might write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- Reason for gap in employment: Started own business which failed. Do not do this type of injustice with your job hunt at this stage of writing the CV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Current or expected salary&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to be discussed while negotiating the salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Irrelevant details&lt;br /&gt;Leave out the details like marital status, sex, passport number, number of kids, age of kids. These are usually irrelevant for most interviewers but at times could be used as a basis for discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ References&lt;br /&gt;Do not include them until asked. In fact, it is not even required to mention the line 'Reference available on request'. If the recruiter requires a reference, he/she will ask you to bring it along for the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that you have run through the list, take a fresh look at your CV and prune away unnecessary details and unaffordable blunders that could have cost you your dream job  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-1497468304536681171?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/1497468304536681171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=1497468304536681171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1497468304536681171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1497468304536681171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/06/12-things-your-cv-should-not-have.html' title='12 things your CV should NOT have'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-8565437074490856976</id><published>2008-06-19T09:04:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:44:22.518+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Mere Baap Pehle Aap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SFndAkuze2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/54_nSekTl9I/s1600-h/mere-baap-pehle-aap01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213441045587786594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SFndAkuze2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/54_nSekTl9I/s320/mere-baap-pehle-aap01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;मेरे बाप पहले आप&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Mere Baap Pehle Aap) sounds and seemed to be fullto masti and comedy movie ... Hmmm.. being straightforward and frank it is not comedy flick... it has situational comedy with a relationship topic and dealing with strong bonding of dad and son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneek view : Akshay and Paresh Rawal lives in affulent bunglow. Paresh rawal is akshay's mom, dad, friend, everyting..... Om puri is unmarried guy who is at old age eagarly wanting to get married and enjoy rest of life... his only best friend is Paresh rawal who accompany him every time om puri goes to meet prospective gal and inturn get into trouble as women teasing police patrol is on move... it is just a luck that women inspector (Archana) is elder sister of Akshay friend and thereby releasing Paresh everytime but Om puri has to undergo some third degree punishment similar to that given in school. Paresh rawal finds her lost love (who is music teacher and mentor of genelia) just before intermission and then starts drama of trying to be younger -- hair dye, sports shoes, designer shirts, jeans, roaming around his love home again and again, finding excuse to meet her in college, etc.... akshay is not able to cop up initially and cannot digest this change in his dad.... he then finds out the suspense with the help of genelia (his love) and then reunite them (his dad &amp;amp; dad love) despite of others (society, relatives, and others).... infact he has to undergo the situation where he has to choose between his love and his dad happiness... and he like good son repaying for his dad virtues all these 24 years chooses dad happiness. and as what it starts well, ends well too.. he too get his love in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paresh raval did a satisfactory and justice to his job, akshay is ok, new south actress fame of BOYZ superhit movie - Genelia is jolly and filled with enthu kinda gal is good in acting..... This time Om Puri stands different and outstanding for his comic scene..... infact comedy in this film is just because of Om puri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie is about choosing who is more important for you? OWN LOVE or DAD LOVE .... YOUR HAPPINESS OR DAD HAPPINESS.... &lt;strong&gt;movie shows very strong bonding between dad and son and this is what touching and real meaning of "Mere Baap Phele Aap" "मेरे बाप पहले आप".....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall movie is good and can see once for timepass. I shall rate movie 2 out of 5 stars (which still depends person to person liking and taste of movie)......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-8565437074490856976?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/8565437074490856976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=8565437074490856976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8565437074490856976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8565437074490856976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/06/mere-baap-pehle-aap.html' title='Mere Baap Pehle Aap'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SFndAkuze2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/54_nSekTl9I/s72-c/mere-baap-pehle-aap01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-6021485483199990971</id><published>2008-05-28T17:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:06:04.938+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>Meri Jaan-e-Jaan</title><content type='html'>Subah ke kirane choothi, jaise ke tumhari ungaliyan;&lt;br /&gt;Soundarya ke sadhagi hai jaise tumara gaihana&lt;br /&gt;Raat ke chandni chamkthi hai jaise tumhare naina;&lt;br /&gt;Mausam ke tazagi hai jaise tumara muskurana&lt;br /&gt;Meri jaan-e-jaan yeh dil ho gaya tera, sirf tera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In aakhon ke seeshse mei, tera chehra dekhoon ;&lt;br /&gt;In aasman ke meghon pe, teri tashveer bannaon ;&lt;br /&gt;Is jharne ke khalkhal mei, teri baatein sunoon ;&lt;br /&gt;Is hawa ke jokhen mei, tera ehsaas paoon;&lt;br /&gt;Meri jaan-e-jaan main ho gaya tera, sirf tera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duniya itni rangeen aur gulistan itna hassen tumse ho gaya&lt;br /&gt;Tumhari ada aur baatoon ke, mere dil ko chura liya&lt;br /&gt;Mere har saas aur dakhan mei, maine tumhe basa liya,&lt;br /&gt;Tumare khwabho mei aur yaadon mei, main kho gaya&lt;br /&gt;Meri jaan-e-jaan yeh dil ho gaya tera, sirf tera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teri chahat ne dedi mujhe, jannat se khushiyaan;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh parchhaai bhi, le jati hai sirf tumhari disha;&lt;br /&gt;Ab na reh paoon main, ek pal bhi tere bina;&lt;br /&gt;Tum jo mile, mil gaya mujhe yeh sara jahaan;&lt;br /&gt;Meri jaan-e-jaan main ho gaya tera, sirf tera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-6021485483199990971?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/6021485483199990971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=6021485483199990971&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6021485483199990971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6021485483199990971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/05/meri-jaan-e-jaan.html' title='Meri Jaan-e-Jaan'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-1712520568539566521</id><published>2008-03-21T09:52:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-21T10:04:32.062+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Greetings'/><title type='text'>Colours of LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M6B7zmTkI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xT-DApcvDY8/s1600-h/holi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180047801314594370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M6B7zmTkI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xT-DApcvDY8/s400/holi4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M55LzmTjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/sLUv12Zd4ZM/s1600-h/holi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180047650990738994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M55LzmTjI/AAAAAAAAAdI/sLUv12Zd4ZM/s400/holi3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M5erzmTiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/n8vvdJG9ltc/s1600-h/holi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180047195724205602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M5erzmTiI/AAAAAAAAAdA/n8vvdJG9ltc/s400/holi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M5NbzmThI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ZwPE8tF5-O0/s1600-h/holi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180046899371462162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M5NbzmThI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ZwPE8tF5-O0/s400/holi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M5DbzmTgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/pboSEwDIxIw/s1600-h/holi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180046727572770306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M5DbzmTgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/pboSEwDIxIw/s400/holi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-1712520568539566521?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/1712520568539566521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=1712520568539566521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1712520568539566521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1712520568539566521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/03/colours-of-life.html' title='Colours of LIFE'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R-M6B7zmTkI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xT-DApcvDY8/s72-c/holi4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-8258595374373449287</id><published>2008-03-18T20:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:49:27.063+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><title type='text'>Quarrel do happen in love</title><content type='html'>Couple who show that they love each other too much and does not quarrel with each other, couple who show that they love and understand each other very much that they don’t have any reason to quarrel, couple who says that they love each other and promise not to quarrel with each other, couple who say people in love live happily ever after, etc… are all greatest liars or have not faced the meaning of life or have not love from soul or pretend to be happiest and most lovable couple to outside world…&lt;br /&gt;I would rephrase SPRITE punch line “JHOOT KEHTE HAI WO, JO KEHTE HAI KE UNMAI FIGHT NAHI HOTI” (original is “Jhoot kehte hai wo, jo kehte hai unhe pyaas nahi lagti”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarrels do happen… Misapprehension does create problems… At some instance, they don’t understand each other… They do shatter promises… To escape from squabble, they do lie with each other or they do conceal something from each other…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quarrel is due to misconception, some are due to trust issue, some quarrel are due to hidden past matters &amp;amp; incidents happened, some situation are due to doggedness of either of partner,  some arises when one does not know or understand the situation of other partner, some are due to lie got unfold at present, etc… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quarrel takes a serious note while some quarrel ends with sweet note. It all depends on the circumstances, the intent, the understanding, trust within, degree of possessiveness &amp;amp; envy, loyalty, etc… One can understand that couple don’t want everybody or outside world to meddle in their private life, it’s ok for outside world when couple are straight forward with this but then pretending something else to world, makes world to think otherwise (like “they are having fun with each other” “they are not serious with long term relationship” “they are big liars” etc…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All love and no quarrel makes life dry and boring. No love and all quarrel makes life break into pieces and depression. Some love and all quarrel makes life doubtful and misery. All love with some quarrel makes life interesting and loving. There is nothing to hide about quarrel or say to pretend as if couple don’t quarrel who loves true from heart. Those who love from heart, they too quarrel but ends with better understanding and with more love for each other from heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE FROM SOUL, QUARREL FROM SOUL, BE HONEST AND DON’T PRETEND. LOVE AND FIGHT ADDS SPICE IN LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-8258595374373449287?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/8258595374373449287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=8258595374373449287&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8258595374373449287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8258595374373449287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/03/quarrel-do-happen-in-love.html' title='Quarrel do happen in love'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-130192582212050488</id><published>2008-02-14T22:22:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-21T10:05:32.816+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Greetings'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine to all who love luv :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R7RytnAxVNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/m1Z8b1Pudyg/s1600-h/hello.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166880800392697042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R7RytnAxVNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/m1Z8b1Pudyg/s400/hello.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R7RyS3AxVLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9ahuzDaxbuQ/s1600-h/val79a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166880340831196338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R7RyS3AxVLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9ahuzDaxbuQ/s400/val79a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R7RyTXAxVMI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PPzAACwFSdo/s1600-h/loveu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166880349421130946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R7RyTXAxVMI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PPzAACwFSdo/s400/loveu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-130192582212050488?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/130192582212050488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=130192582212050488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/130192582212050488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/130192582212050488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentine-to-all-you-love-luv.html' title='Happy Valentine to all who love luv :)'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R7RytnAxVNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/m1Z8b1Pudyg/s72-c/hello.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-2308736857170560658</id><published>2008-02-06T14:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-06T14:30:24.906+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>LET ME KNOW</title><content type='html'>It was time when “&lt;strong&gt;Bas Itna Sa Khawab Hai&lt;/strong&gt;” movie starring Abhishek Bachhan released and movie catch line caught hold my imagination string. I got into interest to write poem and I do remember my very first poem title &lt;strong&gt;“All I want is everything”.&lt;/strong&gt; (Catch line of movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my &lt;strong&gt;English Teacher Mrs. Sood&lt;/strong&gt; who caught me writing this poem during her class. She took my book and read. Guess what! She read and wrote &lt;strong&gt;remark “Good and inspiring poem. May you get what you want in this life! Everything… ”&lt;/strong&gt; I was bamboozled. It was my very first poem and I too couldn’t believe with such remark. Remark made me to feel like “&lt;strong&gt;Abhishek Go Go Go, write more poems whatever interest my heart, you have talent in you&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote many poems during my college days and after writing each poem (whether in Hindi or English); I got into habit to show it to my friends who are interested in poems and know their feedback on my poems. Sometimes they like my poem, sometimes not, sometimes they comment on my language of poem and even sometimes they feel irritated. Writing poems become one of my hobbies and most important I feel happy when someone gives me feedback. This feedback gives me inspiration to write more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same poem writing continued during my initial MBA days but situation changed. No one (MBA colleagues, friends) ever took interest to read or give feedback or comment on poem. This slowly made me to lose interest in writing poems and I wrote no poems furthermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let go fast forward in my life: completed MBA, joined TVS-E, made new friends, and celebrated &lt;strong&gt;New Year 31st night at Pondicherry&lt;/strong&gt; with friends. Pause here! After coming back from Pondicherry, I wrote mail describing our experience at Pondicherry. My friends liked it (the way I describe Pondicherry trip). Now fast forward, 3-4 months time flew, made few more friends in company and we planned for one day trip to &lt;strong&gt;TADA Waterfalls&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop. Play. After trip, again I wrote mail describing our trip starting from morning 5 am till we were back to Chennai 7 pm. Deepak came to me and gave feedback “&lt;strong&gt;Too good yaar, Mazza aa gaya padh kar. (Enjoyed reading this) Why don’t you write this in blog so that if we goggle TADA Waterfall, your blog should appear in first page result?”&lt;/strong&gt; Very first thought came to my mind was “Blog! What is that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what happen to my mind; I created my blog space in &lt;strong&gt;BLOGGER&lt;/strong&gt;. I just copy paste the mail content to blog space. I wanted to share our TADA experience with other friends too, so I have sent the website link to friends. Many of them gave me good feedback on this blog. This inspired me write more blog. I was in search of topic for writing blog and finally wrote on Roman proverb “Rome was not built in a day”. As my nature or say behaviour, I sent mail to all my friends regarding this and waiting for their feedback. Many friends liked it very much and gave me good feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this went on. Blogging become one of my hobbies (flashback; just like writing poem). I publish blog and yearn for feedback. Some read interestingly, some don’t. Here too some friends get irritated. Most importantly, I use to get feedback from friends which keep me inspired to write more. Infact, I am happy that this gave me a start to write poem again (which I lost interest long back) and same I had published on my blog website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feedback or comment&lt;/strong&gt; on what you have done has a strong impact on person. It gives inspiration, lesson, show your good and bad mistakes and most importantly mirrors your ability &amp;amp; potential talent. It is in human nature to crave for feedback for the work done by him/her. Whether it be blog or poem or film or music or painting or even official presentation or anything, creator would definitely have thirst for feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether good or bad, whether they liked it or not, what they felt after reading it, any kinda feedback or comment indeed is important for me. It makes me know where I did well and where I did worst. Some may feel excellent, some may feel it boring, some may feel it nice, some feel it crap, what matter the most is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;LET ME KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-2308736857170560658?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/2308736857170560658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=2308736857170560658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/2308736857170560658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/2308736857170560658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-me-know.html' title='LET ME KNOW'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-4407611396436465788</id><published>2008-01-31T18:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:03:07.649+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>She accompanied by her friend at home, were listening songs on FM and eagerly waiting for clock to tick past 12 (reason “her birthday”). Just before it ticks 12, I reached home and gave her surprise. She was surprised. She jumped at joy, hugged me tightly and was so happy to see me on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of masti whole night and did planning for next day to freak out and celebrate her birthday. We went to temple (yes, right temple for blessing), then shopping mall, then movie, garden and finally hotel for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before reaching home, I was thinking that something is missing on her birthday. Gotcha! Cake is missing! Without wasting miniscule second, I called my friend to get delicious cake and deliver at our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached home and I got chance to escape from her sight. Before she enters into room, I had turned off the lights and cake was lit up with candles. As she entered room, she saw cake lit up with candles and we (I and her friend) sang birthday song. She was so happy like never before. One should see her face and happiness she is experiencing to believe. It was like she has got whole world in that small surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should see sparkles in her eyes, joy and happiness reflecting on her face. It was surprise and that was giving her immense pleasure and happiness which I think would not have given by any precious gift on earth. It was giving me gratification and much more satisfaction than giving gift on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise is such a wonderful moment which one can experience with immense happiness, joy and pleasure. Surprise is one such moment which can make anyone to experience happiness, joy nevertheless of his mood (whether good or bad, sad or normal, morose or depressed). Surprise makes the other feel special and has special place in our heart. Surprise is neither small nor big. Even small surprise gives us as much as happiness as that of big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkles in eye, joy, happiness, pleasure, bliss, delight, ecstasy, feel like flying in seventh heaven combines into one such wonderful moment. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT IS MAGIC OF SURPRISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4407611396436465788?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4407611396436465788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=4407611396436465788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4407611396436465788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4407611396436465788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/01/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-4741766337047638782</id><published>2008-01-08T16:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-08T16:58:57.592+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>Marriage on cards</title><content type='html'>My Friends (close and dear ones) always thought that I would be the very first bakra of this family natak and yes rightly said it is like convocation where guys losing his bachelor degree and girls achieve her master degree. Reason may be many, for them to think like this. For a time being, even I was fallen into this prey thinking of me being first bakra of our friend group but god is favoring me; I am not the first and also not like to be last bakra too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye on every new girl, being more active in society parties, more calls to relatives, getting connected with far-known relatives, if get chance will browse photo album and ask in curiosity if any unknown girl pops out in pic….. Speed of Google result would be less than the search engine running in my family &amp;amp; close-first relative’s minds for searching suitable bride for me. Even matrimonial website has to think over before claiming themselves to be best and quickest match-maker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like my mom, father, uncle, aunty, brother, sisters, relatives, grandma, close &amp;amp; dear friends are having different criteria or say different image for my bride. It is like in playing cards, joker is being matched with the ace card holder. Here too all my family members, friends, relatives are holding their trump card and I am being joker getting passed on and all are trying to make best match with their trump card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criteria or condition are like my mom wants her to be good nature and have respect for elders, dad wants to be from good upbringing, uncle wants her family to be financially strong, aunty wants her family background should match our status, brother wants family should have good business and of clean image, sisters wants her to be beautiful and fair colour, grandma wants her to be devotional, relatives wants her to active in many things (be it cooking, painting, etc.), and my close &amp;amp; dear friends wants her to be perfect match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine, god listening to all these criteria and pleased enough to grant all wishes. I am very clear that I don’t want to be another panchchali (male version) of this modern era, getting married with five different gals satisfying one or other criteria for a perfect bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is man who likes to be cuddling and getting cozy with as many as girls as he can on sofa but then I am well-versed with Govinda - Anil situation in movies (Thanks to Bollywood for educating to tackle such situation). My situation would be worst than SANDWICH and I would be running between GHARWALI BAHARWALI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to imagine an image of a girl satisfying all criteria set by my family members, relatives and friends. Very first thought comes is KYA MAST HOGI YAAR! , then I AM LUCKIEST PERSON ON EARTH, then WOW! WHAT A LIFE IT WOULD BE! , then slowly WILL THAT GIRL ACCEPT ME? , then finally DOES SUCH GIRL EXIST? ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all and but obvious I will be very surprised if any such girl passes all such condition filter so called created in minds, still final decision holds on my BIG “YES” or HUGE “NO”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4741766337047638782?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4741766337047638782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=4741766337047638782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4741766337047638782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4741766337047638782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/01/marriage-on-cards.html' title='Marriage on cards'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-3822099680322366240</id><published>2008-01-04T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-08T10:48:37.399+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>Feeling in LOVE</title><content type='html'>It was and is not a dream&lt;br /&gt;An angel came to me&lt;br /&gt;Face so glowing&lt;br /&gt;Eyes so sparkling&lt;br /&gt;Dress studded with stars&lt;br /&gt;Crown shining with moon arch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat beside me&lt;br /&gt;And her soft hands hold me&lt;br /&gt;Together we flew so high&lt;br /&gt;Thru the clouds and blue sky&lt;br /&gt;To the new world so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful and more colourful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garden is greener than been ever&lt;br /&gt;Rose never seen much rosier&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining on grass top over&lt;br /&gt;Nightingale voice is sweeter than anyone hear&lt;br /&gt;Lovebirds chirping here and there&lt;br /&gt;Dolphin flapping to music of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the soothing golden ray&lt;br /&gt;We dance with colours of rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Singing, enjoying&lt;br /&gt;And cuddling in each other arms&lt;br /&gt;Her tender hug and gentle kiss&lt;br /&gt;Gave me the feeling of eternal bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made me feel so special&lt;br /&gt;Divine and so lovable&lt;br /&gt;My world and myself&lt;br /&gt;got new essence of life&lt;br /&gt;When her lovely lips&lt;br /&gt;Whispered to me “I LOVE YOU”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was and is not a dream&lt;br /&gt;An angel came to me&lt;br /&gt;Face so glowing&lt;br /&gt;Eyes so sparkling&lt;br /&gt;Dress studded with stars&lt;br /&gt;Crown shining with moon arch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-3822099680322366240?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/3822099680322366240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=3822099680322366240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/3822099680322366240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/3822099680322366240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/01/love.html' title='Feeling in LOVE'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-249319175561488359</id><published>2008-01-01T23:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:30:58.626+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL MY DEAR ONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R3p6AgRTA7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/omKNqM1Eklg/s1600-h/2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150563272932656050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R3p6AgRTA7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/omKNqM1Eklg/s400/2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BEFORE IT TICKS PAST 12, I WISH YOU HAPPY NEW YEAR AND COMING 2008 BRING SUCCESS AND PROSPEROUS LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R3p5rQRTA6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/uMN0DxTo4TI/s1600-h/happy-new-year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150562907860435874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R3p5rQRTA6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/uMN0DxTo4TI/s400/happy-new-year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-249319175561488359?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/249319175561488359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=249319175561488359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/249319175561488359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/249319175561488359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-to-you-all-my-dear-ones.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL MY DEAR ONES'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R3p6AgRTA7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/omKNqM1Eklg/s72-c/2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-7904276855315777188</id><published>2007-12-30T12:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-31T09:50:08.614+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>Same RAIN - I love &amp; I hate</title><content type='html'>My mobile is set to sing “It’s my life” at 6 AM; me feeling lazy to wake up, press snooze and back to sleep. At 6:15 AM “It’s my life” again. I too reply back to my mobile “yeah it’s my life, now let me sleep” and press snooze. This continue one more time at 6:30 AM, I felt like thank god I am not married yet, else what would happen if my wife nag me like this and in frustration I shout “It’s my life”. But I have to wake up to work for kale kuave and meet many Moti and bhaisan which is our motivations in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are not open yet and I can hear tumbling sound of water on the terrace, trees are whistling and cool breeze. I can sense and feel. It is raining. Very first thought comes to mind is “Oh no, 150 bucks gone in air for auto just like puff from cigarette”. My nephew came dancing and singing because schools have declared holiday due to heavy rains. I complain why companies don’t declare holiday for us too. After all, company pays us and nephew pays to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto is one of the dangerous rides in city. Autowalas drive as if they are in Formula 1 track. Autowala with large moustache looks more like Local Gunda, Rowdy, and Rascalana. I am sure if this guy clean shaves his face, his wife won’t recognize him. What on earth inspired him for such mammoth style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marathon traffic makes me feel far yet nearer to office. Honking, motorcyclist scrolling their way like snake in between, and Masha Allah what to say about cyclist; they will carry cycle on shoulders and walk on jade way. Are they trying to prove that they have a bit element of Shaktiman? Pedestrians walk on road as if road is not road but footpath and other vehicle have to beg literally for way to move forward. And what else to add more agony, we have to see traffic mamu standing and looking Left-Right-Left as if he came here for sight seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 mins drive from my home to office on bike took almost 1 hour to reach office. “Gud morning Sir, I would be late by 10-15 mins due to rain and traffic.” was message I have typed and sent to my boss who again had forwarded same to his boss without editing. It was like “FYI” game in email; we all do in corporate mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole day, it was raining heavily. It is not that I have problem of getting wet while going home; actual and real problem is lake, swimming pool, ground water on road and phuwara peechkari of it will create nice design on shirt which guarantees of no colour loss while washing. I will kill Ariel if they come to me and say “Daag Acche Hai” &amp;amp; Surf Excel Blue “Red ko rakhe Red aur blue ko rakhe blue”; what the hell blue shirt is blue when it has brown colour dots design promises to be with you forever. It is not “Diamond Forever” but “Daag Forever”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it I have forgotten the fun, excitement, aroma, masti, raindrops on face, etc which I use to do during my earlier life? This corporate life has made me so practical, materialistic and detached from nature. Corporate has entangled me with certain code of conduct. At end, I miss all that masti in rain. It is same rain I love and I hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-7904276855315777188?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/7904276855315777188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=7904276855315777188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7904276855315777188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7904276855315777188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/12/same-rain-we-love-we-hate.html' title='Same RAIN - I love &amp; I hate'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-7992392812896224854</id><published>2007-12-25T12:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:21:35.920+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>Tere bigar mai na jee paoga, aise hi marr jaoga, meri maa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Nanhe nanhe nagmo mai, bahake bahake kadamo se mai aage chala,&lt;br /&gt;Tujhse door hokar, himmat karke maine alvida kaha.&lt;br /&gt;Mujh par beetin hui, kisko sunao, rehta ho jo mai akela&lt;br /&gt;apne hi ghar mai, ghair bana diya hai, meri maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raat ke andhero mai, chadhar oodhe mai rehta saema sa&lt;br /&gt;Kisko pukaro kisko bolo darr hai jo mujhe lagta&lt;br /&gt;Apno se hi dara hua, apno ke liye hoon mai begana&lt;br /&gt;Har askh ke aaiane mai dektha hoon tujhe, meri maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apno ne hi tuthraya, apno ne hi dil se nikal diya&lt;br /&gt;Mera bhi dil hai, par ab yeh hai jo tuth gaya&lt;br /&gt;Phir bhi jodhta ho, akele mai deta ho khudko dilasa,&lt;br /&gt;teri tasveer ko dekh kar chup ho jata hoon, meri maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mere liye wo apne the, phir kyun mili mujhe yeh sila&lt;br /&gt;apno ne hi zindagi ke safar mai, mera saath chod diya&lt;br /&gt;apne hi ghar mai, gootha hoon jo roz mai akela&lt;br /&gt;kuch nahi kehta par andar hi andar mai bikar jata hoon, meri maa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khud se door karke, kya mila mujhe tu bata, meri maa&lt;br /&gt;Tu bhi roothi hogi, mere liye tarasti hogi na, meri maa&lt;br /&gt;Mai galat ho tho mujhse root jaana, mujhse baat mat karna, meri maa&lt;br /&gt;Par Agle janam mai mujhe khudse door mat karna, meri maa&lt;br /&gt;Tere bigar mai na jee paoga, aise hi marr jaoga, meri maa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-7992392812896224854?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/7992392812896224854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=7992392812896224854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7992392812896224854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7992392812896224854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/12/tere-bigar-mai-na-jee-paoga-aise-hi.html' title='Tere bigar mai na jee paoga, aise hi marr jaoga, meri maa'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-4229918576461225890</id><published>2007-12-22T16:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:29:46.909+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Taare Zameen Par - Every Child is Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A guy like me, who goes to sleep by 9 pm in this modern world, is prepared to watch “Taare Zameen Par” first day night show. Why night show is different story? Why so crazy for movie? Well answer is obvious, me being ardent fan of AAMIR. I was waiting very eagerly for this movie; honestly speaking not because of subject or matter but AAMIR (Actor), AAMIR (Director), AAMIR (Producer). What more would ardent fan want other than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (me with my friends) reached theatre and grabbed the seat. I glued myself to seat. I will just watch, watch and watch movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213545297952659650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SFo703DgWMI/AAAAAAAAAmw/1qVI63CvEnI/s400/taare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrabble game was the first thing to come on screen then numbers and then symbols. Alphabets, numbers and symbols started having blast on screen. They were rushing, flying, scrolling, dancing and doing everything here, there and everywhere. No pixel of screen was left out, no corner was cornered. My mind was running more than 180 Km/per second though not able to interpret it. All of sudden; appears strict, adamant, khoshad teachers declaring result and one common name was being declared by all with disgust with flashing alert FAIL FAIL FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of same FAIL kid who is always fascinated with colour, world lively things, vast view of ocean or view from hill top, innocent to heart, true to himself, strong from inside; tries to study but can’t, never mind studies and always labeled as failure in class as well as home specially from his father. It hurts a lot when all your collegue see you as failure, dumb and tag you as loser. You have to face them everyday. Just imagine the same situation of this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves his father a lot but his father is not concern at all and is totally blind towards his son. His mom and elder brother loves him as he is; cheerful, naughty, colourful, and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sent to boarding school to learn discipline, conduct and manner. He lives like body without soul, like “uski rangbari sapno ke duniya ab berang ho gaye”. Scene where he is standing near the car in which his mom, brother and father are leaving him behind at boarding school alone is very touching. No tears untill car went out of his sight; then the background touching song “tujhe pata hai na MA”. Scene like he is awake and missing his mom, crying in bathroom loudly really captures the heart and soul of us. He did bring tears to me. It touches so deeply that I felt to hug this kid and comfort him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not like he don’t want to study but he is unable to read, write and study. He was suffering from dyslexia which his father doesn’t want to see it even after AAMIR (kids’ new art teacher) explains him everything. He thinks that all this is an excuse of not studying. Felt like to take out my shoes and throw at his face very hard. AAMIR understand the kid problem because he has undergone this disorder during his childhood days and is able to connect with kids’ agony, sadness, loneliness and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this final climax scene where kid hands over his painting to AAMIR, goes slowly to see what AAMIR (his teacher) has painted; moved seeing painting of himself which makes him to cry. I bet on you if you have heart; your eyes too will fill with tears. And thus AAMIR succeeds in bringing colours again in kid's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAMIR had brought every emotion lively on screen and made us feel exactly what Kid and AAMIR is feeling. AAMIR stands very higher than expected as an actor, producer as well as director. Kid is awesome and will touch millions of heart with his acting. Movie comes as a class of its own in today world of cinema. MUST WATCH MOVIE FOR THOSE WHO HAVE HEART AND SOUL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4229918576461225890?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4229918576461225890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=4229918576461225890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4229918576461225890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4229918576461225890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/12/taare-zameen-par-every-child-is-special.html' title='Taare Zameen Par - Every Child is Special'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/SFo703DgWMI/AAAAAAAAAmw/1qVI63CvEnI/s72-c/taare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-8456047347143429520</id><published>2007-12-19T11:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:24:32.390+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FuN'/><title type='text'>Battle of proverbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Two old friends, famous for talking or conversing with proverbs during their college days; met each other after a decade in a very very busy market place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Long time, no see. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru&lt;/strong&gt; (mood of same proverb chat with old friend): As fresh as milk milked from cow. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu&lt;/strong&gt; (got the signal): Fit from the milk from that same cow. How did you recognize me in this crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Just like camel standing amidst of flock of sheep. How about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Crows are everywhere and equally black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHHAHAHA…. I have heard that your mouth is as sharp as dagger but heart as soft as sponge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; If you bow at all, bow low. Anyways, how is job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; An overcrowded chicken farm produces fewer eggs. How about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Without rice, even the cleverest housewife cannot cook. What exactly you do at job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Those who got free seats at play; will hiss first. Heard you are doing great at work, what is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing great my friend. It is just behind an able man, there is always other able man who works for him. So got married? Heard she is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah but it is like falling in ditch to become wiser. A beautiful woman without wisdom is like a pig with a golden ring in its nose. What you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; In my case, beggars can’t be chooser. My parents view is beauty is skin deep. How about you? Heard it was love marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Love is blind and I realized this just like the frog in well shaft seeing the sky and thinking this is world. How was your honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; (sighs). We had bad experience. We can lead a horse to water but you can’t make them to drink. What about you? Where you went for honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Same is the case my friend. Atleast you had nice time together, in my case it was like Donkey's lips do not fit onto a horse's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Don’t be so upset. All that glitters is not gold. How is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Life is like dream walking and going home is like death inviting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; So you are afraid of your wife? Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; You can say so it is like once bitten by a snake, he/she is scared all his/her life at the mere sight of a rope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; About me, we dream different dream while on same bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; I can understand your problem. A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Heard some years ago you were in financial crisis but today you are well doing and rich. Was it like Fool and money are soon parted after marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; I was fool marrying her and spending money like water flowing but now my overweight wife and me being rich is same as a horse cannot gain weight if not fed with extra fodder; a man cannot become wealthy without earnings apart from his regular salaries. What you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah you are right, Money burns hole in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; We both learned from our married life just like barber learns by shaving fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Laugh and the world laughs with you; cry and you cry alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Let’s have dinner together. It is better to eat soup with friends than steak with the enemy (wife).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHA. Every dog has a day. Good idea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Be cautious later at home because longer the night last, more our dream will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah you are right. One should be just as careful in choosing one's pleasures as in avoiding calamities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching hotel;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Before ordering for dinner I would like to mention if you must play, decide on three things at the start: the rules of he game, the stakes, and the quitting time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; I understand only when all contribute their firewood they can build up a strong fire. Don’t worry we will contribute equally for our dinner bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; (seeing high rates of menu items) Jayu, it is better when we have only two pennies left in the pocket, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other (wife)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; You cannot have your cake and eat it too. (You cannot save money and enjoy having dinner at 5 star hotel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; But remember rules, you should not change the horse in middle of the stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having given the order to waiter;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; With time and patience the mulberry leaf becomes a silk gown. Where is our order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; We had ordered Chef Choice today. Man who waits for roast duck to fly into mouth must wait very, very long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had wonderful dinner and were about to depart for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; It’s too late now. Better plan an excuse for wife. When you fail to plan; you plan to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah. Wise man thinks ahead. A Fool doesn’t and even brags about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both reached home and well prepared wife had blast. Jayu calls Veeru and conversation over phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; It is easy to dodge a spear that comes in front of you but hard to keep harms away from an arrow shot from behind. How about you? Hope you are fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; Today I realized why wise people says “Action speaks louder than words”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Before I reached home, it is curiosity already killed the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; In my case, I had lifted the stone only to drop at own feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; We should govern our family as we cook small fish – very gently. Is your wife cool now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; How can you put out a fire set on a cart-load of firewood with only a cup of water? What you did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Of all the thirty-six alternatives, running away was best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veeru:&lt;/strong&gt; It’s almost midnight. We should not cry over the split milk. Lets go for sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah. When in Rome, do as Roman do. Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both went to sleep to wake up next day alive, fresh and fit.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-8456047347143429520?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/8456047347143429520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=8456047347143429520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8456047347143429520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8456047347143429520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/12/battle-of-proverbs.html' title='Battle of proverbs'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-8984552179228010489</id><published>2007-12-18T13:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-29T09:34:57.704+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Green or Red ! ! !</title><content type='html'>Oh God! When will the result declare? What will the result? How I have performed? Sigh…. Still 3 days to go... still 2 days left... one more day to wait… final decision day... nail biting... anxiety level touches sky... confusion in work, nervousness, wobbly hand……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in total mess, total confusion, unaware of path ahead and fingers crossed tightly. Head is spinning like roller-coaster and no focus is seen. So anxious to know what happen? Whether good or bad? Whether god has given you green or red signal? You can’t wait watching yellow signal for long. You are at cross road and have no clue about the way to move forward. Your patience is like cat hopping on hot tin roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when each one of us counters with this situation…. be it admission, exam, entrance test, interview or many such things which is turning point of our life. So nervous yet excited to know the outcome of battle you have fought for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is human to be anxious waiting for clue, result, impatient for way forward but we also have to be brave to face it with hope, determination to succeed. Hope a lot with life but don’t lose it when life does not favour for you. Whether you win or lose, excitement and hope should remain in your mind as well as in heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-8984552179228010489?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/8984552179228010489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=8984552179228010489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8984552179228010489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/8984552179228010489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/12/green-or-red.html' title='Green or Red ! ! !'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-303966506418829133</id><published>2007-12-18T11:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-29T09:36:01.544+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FuN'/><title type='text'>Reason to Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[1] Regular naps prevent old age, especially if you take them while driving.&lt;br /&gt;[2] Having one child makes you a parent; having two you are a referee.&lt;br /&gt;[3] Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right and the other is the husband !&lt;br /&gt;[4] I believe we should all pay our tax with a smile. I tried - but they wanted cash.&lt;br /&gt;[5] A child's greatest period of growth is the month after you've purchased new school uniforms. [6] Don't feel bad. A lot of people have no talent.&lt;br /&gt;[7] Don't marry the person you want to live with, marry the one you cannot live without, but whatever you do, you'll regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;[8] You can't buy love, but you pay heavily for it.&lt;br /&gt;[9] Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote.&lt;br /&gt;[10] Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired. [11] Marriage is give and take. You'd better give it to her or she'll take it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;[12] My wife and I always compromise. I admit I'm wrong and she agrees with me.&lt;br /&gt;[13] Those who can't laugh at themselves leave the job to others.&lt;br /&gt;[14] Ladies first. Pretty ladies sooner.&lt;br /&gt;[15] A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.&lt;br /&gt;[16] You're getting old when you enjoy remembering things more than doing them.&lt;br /&gt;[17] It doesn't matter how often a married man changes his job, he still ends up with the same boss.&lt;br /&gt;[18] Real friends are the ones who survive transitions between address books.&lt;br /&gt;[19] Saving is the best thing. Especially when your parents have done it for you.&lt;br /&gt;[20] Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools talk because they have to say something&lt;br /&gt;[21] They call our language the mother tongue because the father seldom gets to speak !&lt;br /&gt;[22] Man : Is there any way for long life ? Dr : Get married. Man : Will it help ? Dr : No, but then the thought of long life will never come.&lt;br /&gt;[23] Why do couples hold hands during their wedding ? It's a formality just like two boxers shaking hands before the fight begins !&lt;br /&gt;[24] Wife : Darling today is our anniversary, what should we do ? Husband : Let us stand in silence for 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;[25] It's funny when people discuss Love Marriage vs Arranged. It's like asking someone, if suicide is better or being murdered.&lt;br /&gt;[26] There is only one perfect child in the world and every mother has it.&lt;br /&gt;[27] There is only one perfect wife in the world and every neighbor has it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-303966506418829133?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/303966506418829133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=303966506418829133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/303966506418829133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/303966506418829133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/12/reason-to-smile.html' title='Reason to Smile'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-9205758193423132423</id><published>2007-12-17T18:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-29T09:37:03.106+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><title type='text'>Just Good Friends (Gal &amp; Guy) ! ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Relationship which interest most to outside world is friendship and love. Most talked about, gossip, interesting talks, conversation, etc are about friendship and love. To add more spice in friendship relation is when gal and guy are involved. Love, of course; I shall assume it is between gal and guy. We find this relationship more happening topic for gossip or say most talked about in our day to day life. What are they up to? Where are they going? How was their date? What will be special today on occasion? etc…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many such stories around you. I shall share few of them to make this topic more interesting (as I said, this relationship is more talked about and creates more curiosity to know more about couple whether friends or in love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akdoo as his friends call him. He is Jack of all trades but king of none. He has learned many lessons from defeats in life though determined to succeed at least once. Right from his school days, he was very much fantasized with gal and of course was friend of many. In each gal, he finds love without knowing meaning of love. It was mainly infatuation which drove him most towards them to propose. His friends always have curiosity with his relationship with girls. Whether it is just friendship or is more than friendship (love)? Whenever his friends ask him, he famous dialogue “I am not in picture” “We are just good friends” “Nothing like this going on”. He does not want to let the cat go out of box (secret) for world outside. He does not like to reveal his relationship with other gals. He use to leg pull others and having said something about him, he replies “I am not in picture” means he is not doing so and nor looking as girl as friend or as lover. What a bad liar! Everybody can see how many girls (in office, itself his friends can see more than 3 girls; god knows how many girls he is involved outside office) he is talking, chatting, sms, etc…. It is only that they (gals) take him as friends but this guy wants to go forward (for which he do not have guts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mougli was simple and straight forward guy. He did fall in love once and as this relationship couldn’t go further and was one sided. He began to create distance from gals. His friends know him like this but unaware of the twist in his life. Cinderella came in her life and changed his lifestyle completely. Bunking office, freak out at fast-food corners, beaches and even pubs. It all started with HI/HELLO type friends; gradually and slowly it is grew stronger and stronger. Things which he don’t even dare to do with us and are now normal for him when she is in his company and giving full attention to him and duo (couple) is alone and enjoying the moments. Though Cinderella has many suitors to woo her, Cinderella likes Mougli cutest and innocent face. His friend had cautioned our Mougli that though Cinderella likes him most and is fond of him; don’t misunderstand it with love. It is just friendship and not love and this friendship cannot go further for love bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakdoo was guy who doesn’t cares and bother much for girl. He genuinely got into friendship with a girl and was trying to grow this relationship stronger but god had not paved his way through. He had mishap and with that relationship with gal went sour. He still repents and curse friend for that mishap which changed his life and also relationship with gal. Sometime later, he got mingled with new gal. Some feel jealous and some feel what is going on between them. They not only exchange mails but also sms (if got noticed by mail), chat regularly and even gifts nowadays. What to say about their friendship? So pure but “Dal mai kuch kala hai” is what his friends say. Our friend is getting more and more fond of her and has soft corner too. Everyone in office can guess what is going on? Where is going on? But yes, Pakdoo is cautious for moving forward in relationship. He says “She is just good friend of mine” though she has occupied special place in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babloo, is famous in gals as his friend mentions. He do not discriminate any gals for friendship. He likes the companies of gals. But babloo says it is not so, they are friends and nothing more than that. If they likes chatting with me or talking with me what is my fault. He is Flirt number uno. He do not believe in love but yes, has more friends in gals than other his other friends. There had been many times where others have linked babloo with many gals because he talks, chat and keep good relationship with them. His friends are even trying to link with his married young looking instructor. Just a matter of second from the time, a gal name spelled out of his mouth; everybody near by is interested to know more about relationship and gal. Babloo statement is “we are good friends”. Of course, world sees him as Flirt and Casanova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s come back to our discussion from these fictitious 4 friends stories. Point here I would like to make is nowadays world sees two good friends (gal and guy) are searching love in each other which may not be true. It can happen that friendship ends with love but this is not true for other 98% of such duo friends. Some may try to find love in friend, some may assume love shown by friend which is not so, some flirts but not want to fall in love and some are genuine good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be honest with your opinion what you think when you see duo (gal and guy) a very good friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-9205758193423132423?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/9205758193423132423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=9205758193423132423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/9205758193423132423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/9205758193423132423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-good-friends-gal-guy.html' title='Just Good Friends (Gal &amp; Guy) ! ! ! !'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-5594018764657697677</id><published>2007-11-27T09:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-01T10:13:55.013+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>I, Me &amp; Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was browsing through my friend’s blog, their profiles at orkut, etc. I noticed one thing which I felt is missing with my blog website or my profile and that was “About Me” or “Brief about me” or “Lines for me” columns, so I decided to write something about me and narrate / describe myself to the world outside. I penned down few lines but then deleted it all lines. Writing about me would not be fair enough. I would rather let my friends &amp;amp; dear ones say, narrate, describe about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;REAL ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I had quoted their views about me. (No editing done with their views).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My childhood friend, say langotiya yaar Nirmal (I call him Vicky) says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;“I have three words that perfectly describes you...Cool, calm and composed...A very gentle and soft spoken person you are...have so many sweet memories with you... hardly seen you losing your cool..Very difficult to extract any negative side of you…yes but would like you seeing talk more...and yes a little louder ;-)for past many months we have not been touch but I can easily call you as one of my closest without giving any second thought... :-)” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yatin, We are friends since I came Chennai for college (PG Studies - BCA) writes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;“Abhishek - Being friends for 7 years(never realized it until now) I have shared great time and unforgettable moments with him, some of them being our first job, THE bus Vs kinetic war, fun &amp;amp; fare stall, day camps/dreaming at dukan, Ahmadabad trip esp., the train journey, nanihal-ethiraj, the list goes on...as I said unforgettable 7 years..Not much has changed - Golden Heart, Down to Earth, Big Ideas, Big Dreams, Focused on the Present, Very Creative, Very Competitive, Always There, Always Caring, Never Angry, Bad Liar, Bad Flirt, Still ^(11/25/07), Will to do Good for others, Will to be the Best describes his the best...Time passed, distance increased, little busy lately, but still dude, you are the best and my BFF(best friend forever!!) I will cherish the years spent with you for life and for someone like you who values others happiness more than his own; I know it means a lot... And yes, secondary profession for him - Aamir Khans duplicate (at least in his dreams :)” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chanchal, sweetest friend of all. I met her at Tirupati Trip and came to know more about each other. She says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"The cuttest, sweetest person i had ever met n luv's coy is really too good, n alws is ter wenever u need him n i really admire him as a person, has an awesome nature n keeps every1 hpy alws... all this is from herat "i mean all wat i have wriiten" n his passion is 1st day show of almost all the movies... meet him n u wil know wat a sweetheart he is... n the most important , he is my 1st CRUSH cant forget this... be with me forever... take care dear...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gaurav, my room mate as well as batch mate during my MBA tenure at ITM - Bangalore says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Hmmm...what do i write bout you...One of the very few people i call friends.A Pure Heart...something rare these days.The Youngest in our batch,He's Got Gr8 Dreams (again something rare)and i see an enterpreneur in the making...Watch out for this guy..Lines for him...Manzilein unhi ki hoti hain,Jinke khawabon mein jaan hoti hai.Pankhon se kuch nahin hota, Hoslon se udan hoti hai.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shashank, my batch mate during MBA says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"I used to call this guy PPT, Sarkar, GOGO GOVindaaaaaaaa, some many names for this guy bahut acha bacha hai yeh bahut sidha aur simple one of my gud friend from Bangalore , very emotional i like his innocence and simplicity please dont change ABHIshek Sorry PPT" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I got job at TVS-E through campus placement. Reema and I were in same trainee batch in TVS-E. Over period of time, we got together and become one of my close friend in TVS-E. She thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Life becomes a lot more easier if we have our wonderful friends to count on n abhi is jst one of them. He is so damn caring and understanding that you one does not need to think b4 seeking any help...he is jst thr next to u...lets me tell u d other side of him..he is d worst wen he calls early mrng on holidays jst to trouble u...let me tell 1 more thingwhich many of u mst have observed..he is d one who watches all new releases during the 1st 3 days n thn will call u n disclose all the suspense...sooooo mean..:(But he is a very cute frend(though a lil lesser than me..)..Be d same n keep rocking.Thx 4 being such a caring frend... :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I met Debdeep after few months of job; got synchronized well and easily and is now close friend of mine in TVS-E. He writes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"The real cute face in our office.....KIDDO...as we call him...very soft spoken, well behaved guy with chocolatty face to potray his innocence.....can mesmerise any gal with his cute smile.....makes friendship with everyone especially gals...never discriminates them on any criteria......Has done full justice to his name...One problem....he is a confused kid...doesn't know wat actually he wants from life....i just hope...U achieve all those things watever u hv aspired for...wish u Best of Luck on all spheres of life" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nimisha was from junior trainee batch. We were in same team (Channel Management) but later on she moved to BD team and then IT-SAP team but still we are good friend in TVS-E. She speaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;“Abhishek...the kid in our floor..hmm what to mention about him...walks as though he would hurt the ground if he keeps his feet hard, would often look lost, keeps himself occupied on a mobile phone, wouldn't care what goes around him, seems to be very choosy, will just blush when talked about, will raise his eyebrow to express surprise, will finish his coffee and try to rush without giving a damn about others in the group, carries himself as a model and THE BEST PART..will take everything in a sporty manner.....!!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Santhosh Priya, I call her Priya. She is HR in our company and very good friend of mine. She writes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Luv Abhi –&lt;br /&gt;A personality so lovable by all…&lt;br /&gt;I always used to call you Bachu – where you wud have felt embarrassed…&lt;br /&gt;But I have always found that innocence in you… which made me to call so.&lt;br /&gt;Ur always my good Pal...&lt;br /&gt;U have that impressing attitude of “Commitment “, which I always admire …&lt;br /&gt;You are an Born Leader… but you have to attempt to develop the same…&lt;br /&gt;Your creativity is one thing I love and keep it up buddy…&lt;br /&gt;On the whole... You are one of my “Favorite Comrade”… who I can rely upon…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;REAL ME&lt;/span&gt; (in short) Innocent, down-to-earth, ambitious, Mr. flirt, Kiddo &amp;amp; Bachu, choosy, cute , soft spoken, confused, cool, bad liar, occupied &amp;amp; busy, understanding, creative, sidha aur simple, movie lover, Aamir crazy fan and many other such characters you find in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-5594018764657697677?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/5594018764657697677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=5594018764657697677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5594018764657697677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5594018764657697677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-me-myself.html' title='I, Me &amp; Myself'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-7124417172409684043</id><published>2007-11-23T09:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:14:32.107+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>TVS iCARE - Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0ZMEFnNIPI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QH1MQVuPmCQ/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0ZMEFnNIPI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QH1MQVuPmCQ/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Look &amp;amp; Feel of TVS iCARE Center across India&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-7124417172409684043?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/7124417172409684043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=7124417172409684043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7124417172409684043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7124417172409684043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/11/tvs-icare-part-2.html' title='TVS iCARE - Part II'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0ZMEFnNIPI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QH1MQVuPmCQ/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-3322340972783969324</id><published>2007-11-23T09:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:24:25.781+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>TVS iCARE - Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0ZKRlnNIOI/AAAAAAAAAZw/t3DYwHh2dzk/s1600-h/TVSicare1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135874091077411042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0ZKRlnNIOI/AAAAAAAAAZw/t3DYwHh2dzk/s200/TVSicare1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZiM8PS020bo/R0VvjIxI7II/AAAAAAAAAAU/WTbbu9TrZBk/s1600-h/TVS+iCARE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Launch of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;TVS iCARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;(service brand) across India was great intitiative taken by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;TVS-E Servicetec Limited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;which is wholly service company. It was for the first time in the history of TVS-E Servicetec Ltd, the concept of branded service center was implemented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Mr. Stephen Albert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;is the visionary behind the branding concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;TVS iCARE Logo depicts in a graphic scheme the arms of a human clasped in closed loop indicating Care. iCARE –denotes the personalized attitude displayed by all in the service delivery chain. It emphasizes the fact that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;“I am Quick to respond” “I am Efficient in Service Delivery” &amp;amp; “I am completely capable of exceeding your expectations”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;And hence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;“iCARE”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;TVS iCARE Centers across India:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;# Increases our Service brand visibility&lt;br /&gt;# Creates uniform control &amp;amp; process in service operations&lt;br /&gt;# Creates uniform &amp;amp; standardized infrastructure (Look &amp;amp; Feel Environment)&lt;br /&gt;# Displays our commitment to service as a business&lt;br /&gt;# Enhances Service credibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hats off to my boss (Stephen Albert) who had visualized, proposed and implemented TVS iCARE across India. His vision is to have uniformity (Look &amp;amp; Feel, Process, People) across all service center of TVS-E Servicetec. I am proud to be working with him. With all his guidance and support, we have rolled out more than 175 TVS iCARE centres in less than 9 months and planning to have 250 TVS iCARE centres by March 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZiM8PS020bo/R0VvjIxI7II/AAAAAAAAAAU/WTbbu9TrZBk/s1600-h/TVS+iCARE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-3322340972783969324?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/3322340972783969324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=3322340972783969324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/3322340972783969324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/3322340972783969324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/11/tvs-icare-part-1.html' title='TVS iCARE - Part I'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0ZKRlnNIOI/AAAAAAAAAZw/t3DYwHh2dzk/s72-c/TVSicare1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-6619964747423151741</id><published>2007-11-21T11:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:43:04.161+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Great Thinkers - Great Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PL7VnNH0I/AAAAAAAAATM/EPANEINlZDs/s1600-h/untitled11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135172220406800194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PL7VnNH0I/AAAAAAAAATM/EPANEINlZDs/s320/untitled11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PJ1VnNHyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/O95EsG6p-gw/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135169918304329506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PJ1VnNHyI/AAAAAAAAAS8/O95EsG6p-gw/s320/untitled7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PHg1nNHxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dH24-Q7W1So/s1600-h/untitled8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135167367093755666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PHg1nNHxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dH24-Q7W1So/s320/untitled8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PGS1nNHtI/AAAAAAAAASY/1fnzcD_mYfI/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135166027063959250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PGS1nNHtI/AAAAAAAAASY/1fnzcD_mYfI/s320/untitled5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PGH1nNHsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IfR4z_X-CqY/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135165838085398210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PGH1nNHsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IfR4z_X-CqY/s320/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PF-1nNHrI/AAAAAAAAASI/q3crEhaoDIM/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135165683466575538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PF-1nNHrI/AAAAAAAAASI/q3crEhaoDIM/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PFvVnNHoI/AAAAAAAAARw/G9pLVL6mJC8/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135165417178603138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PFvVnNHoI/AAAAAAAAARw/G9pLVL6mJC8/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PFVVnNHmI/AAAAAAAAARg/vPbkAqM4obo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135164970502004322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PFVVnNHmI/AAAAAAAAARg/vPbkAqM4obo/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-6619964747423151741?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/6619964747423151741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=6619964747423151741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6619964747423151741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6619964747423151741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/11/great-thinkers-great-thinking.html' title='Great Thinkers - Great Thinking'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/R0PL7VnNH0I/AAAAAAAAATM/EPANEINlZDs/s72-c/untitled11.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-989655596575474449</id><published>2007-11-16T09:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:52:05.797+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Picture abhi bakki hai dost</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Rz0YX1nNHaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/D9grSG-_QWk/s1600-h/CAACF6SWCAU6YD9TCAS1O8OSCA3XZ7HHCA92KFSKCA3OJBSTCA3Z90PACA2PN8YACAUHTINTCAHP4ONACAWVQ7XLCAS5YK03CAUSBF89CAJF8NXNCAFEP909CA1LE0JVCAMKUCFZCANHTQIZCAFS1DE4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133285948079807906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="144" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Rz0YX1nNHaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/D9grSG-_QWk/s320/CAACF6SWCAU6YD9TCAS1O8OSCA3XZ7HHCA92KFSKCA3OJBSTCA3Z90PACA2PN8YACAUHTINTCAHP4ONACAWVQ7XLCAS5YK03CAUSBF89CAJF8NXNCAFEP909CA1LE0JVCAMKUCFZCANHTQIZCAFS1DE4.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Last week, I saw Om Shanti Om (popularly known as OSO) the Diwali damaka. Movie was fine and my opinion would be same as the Hero name in movie (OK). One dialogue drew my attention while watching the movie “Picture abhi bakki hai dost”. Hero says "life and story will never end with sad note."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, life takes you towards rough road and makes you feel miserable; but this is not the end. As said “if story does not have happy ending, then the story is yet to end” rather say “if picture does not have happy ending, tho picture abhi bakki hai dost”. We have to take our life in positive manner and if you are going through tough tides of life; do not think that this is end of your life. Never put fullstop ( . ) in your life story. We have to keep in mind that happiness and sorrow are intregal part of life but both do not last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take life positively and live it to full; face the challenges, sorrow, and troubles and you shall be the winner of life. Have patience, determination and see changes coming in your life. There is lot to do in life and lot to face in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;There are nice quotes  about being happy, optimism, life etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;1) “Never trouble trouble, until trouble troubles you”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;2) “We must accept finite disappointment, but we must never lose infinite hope.” - Martin Luther King, Jr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;3) “When life knocks you down, try to land on your back. Because if you can look up, you can get up. Let your reason get you back up.” - Les Brown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;4) “When walking through the "valley of shadows," remember, a shadow is cast by a Light” - H. K. Barclay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;5) “The best way to prepare for life is to begin to live.” - Elbert Hubbard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;6) “Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.” - Confucius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-989655596575474449?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/989655596575474449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=989655596575474449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/989655596575474449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/989655596575474449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/11/picture-abhi-bakki-hai-dost.html' title='Picture abhi bakki hai dost'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Rz0YX1nNHaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/D9grSG-_QWk/s72-c/CAACF6SWCAU6YD9TCAS1O8OSCA3XZ7HHCA92KFSKCA3OJBSTCA3Z90PACA2PN8YACAUHTINTCAHP4ONACAWVQ7XLCAS5YK03CAUSBF89CAJF8NXNCAFEP909CA1LE0JVCAMKUCFZCANHTQIZCAFS1DE4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-6959516402630166704</id><published>2007-10-24T15:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:52:05.797+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Tring Tring…. Hi dear, how are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/RyCCY9d0MlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KVXuIVATYrA/s1600-h/cell_phone.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124841764410652418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Rx8YbqHIdwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZWCJKvtwu7Y/s320/OpusCellPhones.gif" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tring Tring…. Hi dear, how are you? What’s up today? Blah blah blah blah…. Whether you are in theatre, restaurant, pub, holiday spot, driving car / bike or even in restroom, you can hear TRING TRING (or latest ringtone). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mobile has become inevitable, inseparable and more than a necessity in life. We have become so dependent on mobile that contact numbers, birthdays, etc. which we can say on being ask for, in a matter of second in yesteryears. Now we don’t even remember such things. For contact number, we will search in our phonebook; for birthdays or such occasion dates, we will browse through calendar in our mobile phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There are situations where you are moving away from friends to have a talk over mobile and they feel that you are treating them as un-important (which is not so), you go crazy if you are not able to find misplaced mobile phone (if you lose purse, you wont mind but cell phone will make you like living dead body), you would be possessive if anyone is using your mobile phone, heart pumps out if mobile phone drops from your hand to hit ground and many other such incidents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If I ask you question “5 Things you cannot live without”; I am sure that most of you would have mobile phone in list of top inseparable 5 things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-6959516402630166704?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/6959516402630166704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=6959516402630166704&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6959516402630166704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6959516402630166704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/10/tring-tring-hi-dear-how-are-you.html' title='Tring Tring…. Hi dear, how are you?'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Rx8YbqHIdwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZWCJKvtwu7Y/s72-c/OpusCellPhones.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-5224212480089999252</id><published>2007-09-22T17:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:52:05.798+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Dil Pe Mat Le Yaar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;At times you feel deserted in crowd; no colour touches your heart, world seems to be so silent, moron and clouded with sadness, eyes so occupied with tears which sinks you further in the sea of sorrow and shadow of darkness covers you completely. You are so aloof that even the thinnest ray of hope is not able to reach you. You are in the world of depression just bcos you have been cheated, back stabbed, insult, own mistake, love or embarrassment. AND all these is in your perception or misunderstanding or small matter or wrong assumption AND this goes for day or week or months or even years. Each day is new life and enjoy it to the full. You have to choose between positive and negative vibrations. You can be happy, joyful and making most out of life with positive vibration and can be sad, moron and dull with negative vibration. It all depends on how you handle all the negative vibration which have chain reaction from your heart to brain. For every negative thought touches you for which your reaction should be like “Dil Pe Mat Le Yaar”; positive aspect and vibration maintains your happiness and joy through out your new day life. So Cheers and don’t let small or even tiny negative vibration touch you and spoil your whole new day life.  HAVE AN ATTITUDE OF “DIL PE MAT LE YAAR”, CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY AND BE SURROUNDED WITH POSITIVE VIBRATIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-5224212480089999252?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/5224212480089999252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=5224212480089999252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5224212480089999252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5224212480089999252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/09/dil-pe-mat-le-yaar.html' title='Dil Pe Mat Le Yaar'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-9149311092700679579</id><published>2007-09-19T12:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:50:52.009+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>YOU ARE AN MBA</title><content type='html'>On every passing day, the statement “You are an MBA” is becoming stigma in our work-life and matter of pride in our society. What an irony! Stigma at work and Pride in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1: You have worked hard and given your best effort but your unsatisfied boss always wants something extra from you. You will wonder what is that so called extra, your boss expects from you because “You are an MBA”. This statement kills all the joy of achievement, excitement and hope same as you had given all that extra effort to make the evening more special and your girlfriend says “What is all this? Something else was expected from you. You should know what I want?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2: If your boss has final down to point, you cannot convince him for reconsidering the options available even though you are hell bent for reconsideration. Only after facing the consequences of it, you are been tagged as “You are an MBA”; you should have convinced the management. It is like you have committed some crime by completing an MBA. If your girlfriend has decided for Chocó-coffee crunch with strawberry favour ice-cream and is not available then you cannot convince her to have something else but to get it for her from the heaven or hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 3: You are a part of meeting. Everyone in the room is discussing on strategy. After hard brain storming session, your boss asks for your opinion and suggestion; and then your ideas is not given much importance or say your ideas seems not interesting to them. You get a punch of “You are an MBA”; you should give ideas out of the box. You will feel like MBA has made you a fool, who is standing amidst so-called themselves, wise people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word “MBA” itself creates lot of expectation in office as well as in society for example; You should know everything from rocket science to agriculture science, you can think very fast and differently, you can give ideas out of the box in a miniscule second, you can perform better and bigger than others, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefix of “MBA” with your name takes you to higher grade and increases your brand equity in society class. “MBA” word becomes USP (Unique Selling Proposition) for a guy/gal in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people will have diversfying perspective for the same "You are an MBA". It is upto us how we take it in our life as stigma or as matter of pride. Every coin has two sides or say if sun rises in east, it sets in opposite direction; west.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-9149311092700679579?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/9149311092700679579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=9149311092700679579&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/9149311092700679579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/9149311092700679579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-are-mba.html' title='YOU ARE AN MBA'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-4426605483563634598</id><published>2007-09-06T10:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:51:31.093+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FuN'/><title type='text'>"ONE TIGHT SLAP"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dimly lit room decorated with roses; atmosphere filled with fragrance, bride dressed in beautiful red saree is eagerly waiting for her husband on beautifully decorated bed; red roses draws heart shape on bed sheet with surrounding pink roses scattered all over the bed, danglers of white, yellow, pink roses surrounding the pillars of bed. Glass of milk covered with nicely crafted silver plate is kept near the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groom dressed in beautiful embroidered white shinning sherwani, pink turban and holding royal sword in his hand, walks towards room accompanied by his friends. He is going through the world of feeling like Excitement, Tense, Nervous, Happiness, etc. and finally reaches at the room’s entrance door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is their much awaited first night. His friend encourages him to go inside and show her the real game. He goes inside the room, locks the door that even the ssscchrrr noise is not heard to anyone. Bride sees her husband from the nook of the eye corner and pulls her feet underneath of her red saree. She sees her husband, who in great excitement throws off his shoes to east, then the sherwani to west and then finally goes down his pant. Seeing her husband in brief and shorts, she gets the feeling of excitement but then to her horror; husband is enacting the famous Indian game “Kabaddi” “Kabaddi” “Kabaddi”, touches her quickly, before she could react he runs outside the room shouting “Hurrayyyyyy I won the game”. Embarrassed and astonished Dad gives him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red face with fingers mark, hiding left cheek with one hand; husband goes inside room quietly and locks the door. Astonished and angry by the foolish act of husband, Bride sees him coming near bed; and then she jumps off the bed, enact the same game in front of husband and everyone outside can hear another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Husband stands still with both cheeks red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to share this story so as to refresh our memories back to such situation where we felt to give &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or felt being a victim (though not been) or felt to give yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What made me to write on this topic&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well friends it goes like this….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Durgesh felt one of my blog “Rome was not built in a day” was dry, mere lecture, philosophy, not interesting and was a serious topic. I looked at his face; said to him "yeah it was and what I should have wrote for him to create interest in blog. Is it Roman girls dancing; Rome romance; Rome love culture; Roman queen; Rome beauty contest; etc… Idiot this is a serious topic and rather say famous proverb, and I have spent one whole day to write on it and it seems lecture, philosophy, etc. to you”. I felt giving him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to write something which would definitely make him interest to read. After lot of debate in mind, discussing lot with friends; new topic came to mind “Do the needful”. I felt excited to write blog. I went to his cubicle and said to him "I got a topic for new blog ‘Do the needful”. His face expression signaled me “Good one, Abhishek go ahead”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote blog on ‘Do the needful’. The very same day when I had publish it online, Durgesh was leaving for his hometown. After 4 days trip, he came back from his hometown. I went to his cubicle and said him to read my blog and comment on it. He visited my blog site but instead of reading blog; he preferred first to read the comment on my blog. I asked him why you want to read comment first and the blog itself. He replied “Popularity of blog depends of number of comments”. He was trying to pull my leg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clock was ticking as fast as my heart beats; I was eager to see his comment. He called me for lunch; the very first question I asked him was about blog. His reaction was “Hmmmm…. There is no punch in blog…. Nananannhhhhhhhhh wo mazza nahi hai …. Would have been better…… not that much interesting…….” Though this was his honest comments and views, I felt like to give him the taste of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let’s take another story which goes like….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Mohit Birthday and we all were planning for party in evening. Everybody with great hope looked at me (being Chennaite) to suggest good hotel where we could have fun. After googling my mind for few minutes, brilliant (which I thought) hotel name“HOTEL CARNIVAL” came to my mind. The specialty of Hotel Carnival is that it is at roof-top and has rotating table. Everyone were excited to have dinner in to experience new concept of rotating table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone left in evening but I got struck in the meeting. Though explained him the location of hotel over phone, Durgesh called me 2-3 times. As soon as meeting got over, I called Mohit to inform that I will reach hotel within 45 minutes. I was half the way to home when I receive Mohit call; I picked the call to hear the shouting of all my friends “Hotel Carnival, which I had suggested is closed for past 3 months”. I was lucky for not being with them at that moment else I could have tasted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home and changed clothes. Ram called me and was trying to mimicry my boss voice and asking me "where am I going?" But I caught him. They were in Hotel Breeze. I went there and again it was like everyone wants to give me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have dress like superstar while they were in company uniform. It looked as if it was my birthday party and not Mohit’s party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now let’s take one more story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Durgesh and Satish (My Boss) were having discussion with our President Rajesh regarding service reach across India. He showed us interactive map of India (precisely, click anywhere on map to have further details of our dealers). He instructed us to develop something similar for our service center details in such interactive map. Interactive Map which he showed to us was prepared in Macromedia Flash software; I was fighting with my mind whether same can be prepared in Microsoft PowerPoint or not. He instructed us to outsource this job to external agency to prepare interactive map but then spontaneously I said “Sir, I can prepare this Microsoft PowerPoint. There is no need of external agency”. He gave me 2 days for it. I agreed and promised him to show it after 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked on it for whole weekend (Saturday and Sunday) and prepared it for Monday presentation. It is rightly said “Hard work pays off well”. Everyone appreciated my work on Monday and were also surprised to know that it was prepared in Microsoft PowerPoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Story does not end here…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few days, Satish explained to me what extra he requires in interactive map. He wants state-wise, district-wise and with the radar animating to show the particular town covering the surrounding towns. He told me "Abhishek, make it ready in 2 days". I replied “Sir, it is not possible in 2 days. It will take atleast 10-15 days to prepare it”. He said” Abhishek, I want it within one week”. I went to my friend cubicle begging him to give me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why did I have taken this project? I would have been escaped if it was outsourced to external agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the project and worked for almost day – night for whole one week to complete each state, further detailing on each district of respective state and radar animation. I had to prepare different files for each state so as to keep master file to its minimum storage size. Final version of this reworked interactive map was again liked by everyone; even Board of Directors were impressed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Story still does not end here…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Human beings are the most difficult creature on earth to make them satisfied”. Satish came to my cubicle and said “Abhishek, I do not want different files for state, why don’t you prepare it in single PowerPoint file”. I replied “Sir, I would have prepared but file storage size would be huge and it will take time to present the interactive map”. He said “Prepare it anyway”. This was the moment; I was scratching my hair, beating head with the walls, will pay my friends to give me  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am not getting anything in return; no promotion, no money for developing such presentation, no beautiful female secretary to assist me for this project then what on earth made me to take the initial project of interactive map? I have to work again for all states and district and prepare it from scratch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These were the incidents which I recollect now gives me feeling of joy, fun time, de-stresses and refreshes mind for new fun ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In precise, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can be given to others or be victim of it or feel to give it to oneself. I just share few of my experience where these three words &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which seems to be violent but aren’t infact seems funny and enjoyable moments when we recollect such incidents later on in life. I am sure that you are also thinking of such incidents of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ONE TIGHT SLAP”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and enjoying it now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Statutory Warning: After reading this blog, you are mandate to leave a comment; else you may have the taste of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"ONE TIGHT SLAP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-4426605483563634598?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/4426605483563634598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=4426605483563634598&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4426605483563634598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/4426605483563634598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-tight-slap.html' title='&quot;ONE TIGHT SLAP&quot;'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-6287425215121402238</id><published>2007-08-31T17:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:50:52.009+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>"Do the needful"</title><content type='html'>One fine morning around 8:20 am when I reached office reception, I saw a guy waiting near the glass door. He looked at me and said with a smile &lt;strong&gt;“Do the needful”.&lt;/strong&gt; For a second, I couldn’t get him but then he was pointing his fingers towards my ID card to flash at entrance so that he can go through main glass door. I flashed ID card and we took staircase to go to our respective work floor. As soon as I reached first floor, I heard voice of same guy “if you won’t mind, &lt;strong&gt;“Do the needful”&lt;/strong&gt; at second floor entrance gate too”. I won’t mind flashing ID card at second floor but instead made me to think more about these words &lt;strong&gt;“Do the needful”.&lt;/strong&gt; My first conclusion was &lt;strong&gt;“Corporate way of asking favour”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual (routine work in very first half an hour in office), I went to switch-on the lights C &amp; D (which are above my cubicle); switch on computer and wait to complete its boot; and then browse through mailbox, note down the to-do list for the day, prepare the channel management scorecard for morning meeting with boss at 9 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9 am, my boss and channel management team (myself, Chirag, Praveen) met to review progress and discuss &amp; plan for new initiative. Boss was explaining action points to be done by Praveen but seeing him blank, he said not to worry; Abhishek will “&lt;strong&gt;Do the needful&lt;/strong&gt;” where ever you are struck. These 3 words again strike me “Do the needful”. I was trying to interpret the meaning of these words again; and came to second conclusion &lt;strong&gt;“Corporate way to ask help in work”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished our discussion around 10 am and were on our way to respective cubicle; Chirag came to me and said “Abhishek, as you know I am new in this team and I am not able to get what our boss has said me to do, I mean what to start? How to start? Whom to contact? Etc. etc. so please “&lt;strong&gt;Do the needful&lt;/strong&gt;”. Now what does it mean now? Was he asking me favour or asking me to help him? I got his message seeing his eyes filled with hope. So with this, I drew my third conclusion “&lt;strong&gt;Please complete the work (assignment or task) for me&lt;/strong&gt;”.  He thanked me and left towards his cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through action points and prioritizing it according to its importance &amp; due date for completion. As a channel management – executive, I got into work like follow-up with branches, status, rollout, appointment, etc. It was around 12:30 pm; I saw mail from my colleague Ashok (Logistic – Executive) requesting me to send him list of partners. I got irritated with this because day before yesterday, I have already sent him partner list. I called him up at his extension and said him calmly that required partner list already been forwarded to him day before yesterday. He replied “Abhishek, in two days there can be anything in list; I mean new appointment or de-listing partner”. I said “Ashok, there is no updation in list. The list which I have sent you is the updated one.” He replied “Abhishek, ‘&lt;strong&gt;Do the needful’&lt;/strong&gt; by resending it by mail”. Again ‘&lt;strong&gt;Do the needful’&lt;/strong&gt;; I was trying to get his words “Do the needful by resending it by mail”. The list which I have sent earlier though it was updated, I have to resend it. In corporate, mail is strong communication as well as weapon and can put you in trouble if actions are not taken at appropriate time. I got the point and wrote fourth conclusion &lt;strong&gt;“Revert and provide what is required from you through mail; else you will be in trouble”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends, Mohit (business development – executive) called me for coffee around 3 pm evening. I went cafeteria and met him there. We were sipping our coffee and Mohit was grieving for something. After few minutes, he explained me that he got a mail with three simple words &lt;strong&gt;“Do the needful”;&lt;/strong&gt; back of mind I was thinking my friend is too victim of these words. He said that he got a mail from one of his colleague with these simple three words “&lt;strong&gt;Do the needful&lt;/strong&gt;” which meant him to complete the task for which he is not responsible nor he is suppose to do but just because his colleague had marked his boss mail id and he got mail from boss to complete this task (close this issue); he have to do this. My friend enlightened me with fifth conclusion &lt;strong&gt;“Somebody can get rid of their own responsibility by burdening your shoulders”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were back to work after short coffee break. Preparing reports, presentation, follow-up, etc was keeping me busy and hour’s hand was moving like minutes. It was around 5:15 pm, I got a mail with some absurd subject and body of mail was only “&lt;strong&gt;Do the needful&lt;/strong&gt;”. I looked up and trying to find face of god to say him “Do the needful”. Back to mail screen, I couldn’t understand what exactly am I suppose to do; then decided to read chain of mails and figure it out what action to be taken to close this issue. After reading series of mails, I got to know that there needs a change in partner address for which mail was being circulated around the globe and finally landed to my system PC mailbox. Interestingly, I called the guy who had sent me this mail and asked him “what am I suppose to do”. He replied “Abhishek, I just saw partner name and you being in channel management; I thought to forward it to you”. I kept the phone and was thinking “how lazy the person was! Without knowing what to be done or say who will be responsible person to close this issue; he had just sent mail saying &lt;strong&gt;“Do the needful”.&lt;/strong&gt; I also agree with him, being it something about partner name and me as channel management - executive; he had sent mail to me but atleast would have read the mail and send me mail regarding issue. He had just blindly sent me the mail. This mail has sent one more signal to my brain stating sixth conclusion &lt;strong&gt;“If you are feeling lazy and don’t want to get into depth of issue, just forward mail to one of colleague who is in that specific department; and don’t worry as it will reach to the person who will close the issue”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of &lt;strong&gt;“Do the needful”&lt;/strong&gt; and many interpretation of it; I left for the day from office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One may have different views or say different people may have same views for the same three words &lt;strong&gt;“Do the needful”.&lt;/strong&gt; I am just sharing my views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, I would also say you &lt;strong&gt;“Do the needful”&lt;/strong&gt; and you would have got it right by leaving me comment on this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-6287425215121402238?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/6287425215121402238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=6287425215121402238&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6287425215121402238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/6287425215121402238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/08/do-needful.html' title='&quot;Do the needful&quot;'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-1503694041265731252</id><published>2007-08-29T15:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:41:59.192+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY</title><content type='html'>I was not able to find interesting topic after my wonderful adventurous trip to TADA Waterfall. No topic was making me interest untill I went to my proverbs section (I am fond of reading proverbs; captivating, catchy phrases with sensible meaning) to refresh my mind. I browsed through hundreds of proverb, short listing proverbs which interests me most, and then finally came down to this inspiring proverb “&lt;a name="OLE_LINK2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROME is the capital of Italy; popularly known as “&lt;strong&gt;capital of world&lt;/strong&gt;” ‘Eternal city” ‘City of seven hills”.  In the founding myth of Rome, Romulus marked the outline of the city by a channel. Drawing this outline could have been done in a single day. Building the city, and expanding it to the metropolis it took a lot longer. Even though the idea of Rome was defended from day one, the reality of Rome took time to get into place; this city did not come into existence all of a sudden. It was founded in 753 B.C. Then Emperor Augustus and his successors added to its glory and grandeur till, at last, after several centuries, it became the world's most magnificent city. Thus origin of proverb “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to write more about this phrase / proverb “ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” because it inspires us to constantly pursue our goals; work more harder; climb every small step of success ladder to reach much higher than sky to see yourself at “top of the world”.  It is about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;patience, determination, commitment and passion to work hard without expecting results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and success to come immediately and this will surely give you success which will be known to whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;History says itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and gives us lots of examples whether it is magnificent architecture, monument or people himself. It took thousands of skillful laborers and decades to build Taj Mahal; fame as No 1 rank in Seven Wonders of World. 8 year old boy started working at petrol pump worked hard for decades to become entrepreneur of No 1 petroleum refinery industries known as Reliance Industries.  Yes, you guessed it right; I am talking about Dhirubhai Ambani who has created his vast empire of Reliance Industries in the field of petroleum, cloth, etc. This all did not happen in a single day or fortnight. It took decades of hardship to achieve their ambition, their dream they have seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often think that we have work hard and we should get immediate results and deserve for success. We are wrong. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Great things in life cannot achieve instantly nor does success come to your door knocking every evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  Keep in mind “Instant success achieved is of no value and fades away easily as the sun sets every evening.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see three aspects of this phrase / proverb “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. First is the vision and dream to build; second is the plan and way to build and third is execution and working for decades to built ROME in such a magnificent way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) DREAM AND VISION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I do believe “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Those who do not dream; cannot do anything new in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”.  You cannot do or strive anything great unless you dream of it. You should dream and have vision to do something great (though it seems odd to world; you have pursue your dream).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) PLAN TOWARDS GOAL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I would say “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every step kept forward is according to plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;” military context. In military, every action taken towards goal is well-planned and always kept in mind. One wrong step taken can cost failure of whole system. It implies that we should make a proper plan before executing or jumping towards goal.  We should plan accordingly to achieve our goal and which helps us to reach our goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) EXECUTION AND WORK HARD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wherever you go, go with your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. Your plan and vision would seem odd to world but if you have faith and belief in your dream; work hard towards your goad with all determination and dedication.  It may take decade to achieve your goal but keep in mind “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Journey of thousand miles starts with single step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. Only Plan and no work will make give you fantasy of life being lived in a beautiful castle built up on ninth cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” I would also say “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEITHER YOU CAME TO EXISTENCE IN SINGLE DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. By this I mean, one has keep patience, determination, dedication and work hard towards its goal. Success will knock your door surely. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIVE YOUR BEST FOR YOUR OWN FUTURE WHICH YOU HAVE START BUILDING FROM DAY &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-1503694041265731252?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/1503694041265731252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=1503694041265731252&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1503694041265731252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1503694041265731252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/08/rome-was-not-built-in-day.html' title='ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-7637996083076976171</id><published>2007-08-24T11:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:30:36.126+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><title type='text'>TADA Waterfall</title><content type='html'>It was 5 AM on 18th August. Eyes were trying to wake up and get ready for the adventure waiting for the day. Struggling hard, got up and making sure that our F.R.I.E.N.D.S gang are also awake; called and informed to be ready by 6 AM. Qualis arrived at sharp 5:30 AM. I took extra clothes, camera and indispensable mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 AM First call to Debdeep, to be at Vadapalani Main Road; on the way I confirmed that Car has CD player. Deb came with huge bag of his size with lots of essential things inside. It would be good enough to say most important and essential bag (Bag full of biscuits, chip, and jam for our lunch at TADA Waterfall). Second call to Mohan, main culprit to delay the trip by half an hour. Deepak called me and was expecting us to have reached his house as decided. Culprit Mohan came in sight and was walking along with his friend Prashant. We left towards Deepak home around 6:30 AM. Third call to Deepak informing him that we are on the way to his house and not to worry much. Deepak and Divyanshu joined to complete our F.R.I.E.N.D.S gang. We planned to depart towards TADA at 6 AM, but thanks to our Mohan Smiling Face of gang; we departed at 7 AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front seat near driver was occupied by me, middle row by Debdeep, Mohan and Prashant and Last Bencher were Deepak and Divyanshu. Thanks to traffic, we were able to cross the city limit within 45 minutes. We were having fun in car, music, gossip, company stories and love stories (developing, under-construction, work-in-progress, on-job, etc.). Bulls eyes Target were Mohan and me. We all were enjoying all of these. We had stop at town 25 Kms away from TADA, to have some breakfast (Dosa, Idli, Poori, and Tea).  Debdeep and Prashant were refreshing themselves with their cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on the way to TADA and were enjoying scenic views from both sides. Mountain, green fields, smooth road, etc. Climate too was supporting us and adding flavor to our joy and complements to the view, we were enjoying from car. Cool breeze, music, F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and smooth drive towards destination. What else one needs to enjoy trip like this!!!! It is just the beginning towards TADA. You can enjoy this atleast 8-10 Kms while driving towards TADA waterfalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real ride begins when Qualis too has to struggle to drive further around 2-3 kms on rocky path. Trust me, you will enjoy this too. Finally we reached a point, where car cannot go further and you have start walking towards TADA waterfalls. There was cool stream flowing at starting point and it was nice scenic view. We all got ready with our bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights, Camera and Actions. Sounds like Film Locations; yeah true but not for film, it is for adventure trip to begin. Natural Light, Soothing Climate, Camera was ready with me and Action to start trekking. Trekking Action started by Debdeep. You have to see him to believe the way he was looking as if he had already jogged around 4-5 kms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way towards TADA waterfall is really adventurous; very thin lane guiding you the way. It is rocky thin lane, bushes, trees and huge rock either side. Some portion of path is like walking on the desert sand. You have to walk for around 2-3 kms to reach first rest point. Cool Streams flowing and enough space to have camp fire and take rest for while. Huge Rocks either side, forest environment, rattling sound of snakes. You will enjoy if anyone makes Tarzan or Adivasi culture voice in such atmosphere. Going through these environments, one may think whether they are on right track or lost in jungle. Songs like “Kadam Tu Badhai Ja” “Hain Yehi Raastha Hai Tera”  “Do Pyar Karne Wale Jungle Main Kho Jaye” “Dheere Dheere Chalna” “Babuji Jera Dheere Chalo” “Phatli hai Kamar” would come to your mind and will refresh your minds while singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were surprised to see one family selling water pouches, snacks, etc… They were around 5-6 kms away from the car (initial point from where we started walking towards TADA waterfalls) or say around 15-20 kms from nearby town. There is small temple of Shivji. This was our second rest point and having some channa packets, we again begin our trekking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one point where we felt that this is final but I and deepak were much curious to know what is further and how to go further. We crack down the way to go further and lead our gang to come. It was climbing on huge rocks and reaching the other side of it. It was really good experience. Then came one small waterfall, we thought this would be final, but again we were curious to go further. I and Debdeep climb huge rocks whether to know is there anything or this is final destination. I and Debdeep climbed that rocks with great difficulty and infact we also have to shrunk ourselves and go in between of two huge rocks to reach other side. What we feel was like reaching heaven! What a view! Cool Stream with duo colour (blue initially and deep or say further ahead its colour was dark green). Water is as clear as Bisleri water. So Pure and clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was final destination. We shouted out of excitement “At last we reach final destination of TADA Waterfalls” After walking for around 5-6 kms in around 3 hours, reaching here was heaven. One has to see it, feel it, enjoy it and believe it. We enjoyed cool water and refreshing ourselves inside the stream. It was deep further down. It would be more than 8 ft deep. After half an hour, we came out, get ready to start towards our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easy to climb rock and trek further on but while returning back, it would be difficult and one has to recollect the path. Deepak was excited to sit under the stream shower (waterfall). Initially we were reluctant because just now we have changed our clothes and again to go. It was tempting and we went to enjoy the shower. Word like “Wow” “Wonderful” “Mazaa Aa gaya” would come out of your mouth as soon as you are under the stream shower. Thanks to Deepak who persuaded us to enjoy this shower else we would not have experience such wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came down and unpacked our most important bag (Debdeep Bag) to have snacks. Fun and interesting part of snacks was biscuit, Lays Chip and Jam. There was no bread. We enjoyed unique combination of Biscuit – Jam &amp; Lays Chip – Jam. It do taste good, No one can eat just one. After snacks, we packed our bags, got ready and back to trekking down the rocks to reach our starting point where our car was parked. Mohan seems to be much tried; every now and then he loses balances on rock. Thank god, he did not hurt himself much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We trekked down to the car and had great adventurous day. Hungry, tired yet enthusiastic. We went to same hotel (we went for breakfast) and had our lunch around 5 PM and non-stop to Chennai. We reached Chennai around 6 PM; dropped our gang F.R.I.E.N.D.S. members to their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous Day! Wonderful Day! Wow Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep our Trip memories fresh, I have posted photos online. View it @ &lt;a title="http://picasaweb.google.com/bestabhi/TADATrip" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/bestabhi/TADATrip"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/bestabhi/TADATrip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-7637996083076976171?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/7637996083076976171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=7637996083076976171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7637996083076976171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/7637996083076976171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/08/tada-waterfall.html' title='TADA Waterfall'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-1619054947532780695</id><published>2007-06-01T12:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:50:47.626+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luv'/><title type='text'>Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Rl_E27rd8mI/AAAAAAAAAAo/suWbKj1dsJo/s1600-h/ATcAAAD9Z34uceljntLOWLjqqJjwOvvTFZKI5B5pz3Aci5gUJfJyIPMfBfVLH15epYaSiJwpV5IHPBnGP34iIuFc5uWVAJtU9VARQ7VhyoEBgBAzdOXL3jBc_6JGbA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070988153454457442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Rl_E27rd8mI/AAAAAAAAAAo/suWbKj1dsJo/s320/ATcAAAD9Z34uceljntLOWLjqqJjwOvvTFZKI5B5pz3Aci5gUJfJyIPMfBfVLH15epYaSiJwpV5IHPBnGP34iIuFc5uWVAJtU9VARQ7VhyoEBgBAzdOXL3jBc_6JGbA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abhishek as known to outer world; and to my near and dear ones, I am Luv. Long way to go through this journey of life, and this million miles journey starts with single step towards it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-1619054947532780695?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/1619054947532780695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=1619054947532780695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1619054947532780695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/1619054947532780695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='Myself'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/Rl_E27rd8mI/AAAAAAAAAAo/suWbKj1dsJo/s72-c/ATcAAAD9Z34uceljntLOWLjqqJjwOvvTFZKI5B5pz3Aci5gUJfJyIPMfBfVLH15epYaSiJwpV5IHPBnGP34iIuFc5uWVAJtU9VARQ7VhyoEBgBAzdOXL3jBc_6JGbA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3479791607034351416.post-5873712024088549018</id><published>2007-06-01T12:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:45:20.928+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverb'/><title type='text'>Proverbs</title><content type='html'>Senstence highlighted in blue colour is proverb and red colour is the meaning of proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  1. Don't cry over spilt milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. That problem is over - move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  2. It never rains but it pours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Bad things sometimes can get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  3. Don't count your chickens until they're hatched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Wait for success to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  4. The proof of the pudding is in the eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. It is success only if it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  5. He who laughs last - laughs best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Don't gloat too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  6. He who hesitates is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Don't pass up opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  7. Look before you leap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Use some caution before making a move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  8. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. One sure thing is better than two maybes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  9. When the cat's away the mice will play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Some work only when the boss watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10. A rolling stone gathers no moss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. You won't grow old keeping busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3479791607034351416-5873712024088549018?l=luvabhi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/feeds/5873712024088549018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3479791607034351416&amp;postID=5873712024088549018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5873712024088549018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3479791607034351416/posts/default/5873712024088549018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvabhi.blogspot.com/2007/05/proverbs.html' title='Proverbs'/><author><name>Luv Abhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14463539857857985856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PEcgNDRvKCg/S1LoQO6pbiI/AAAAAAAAA84/Ey33RM7Xnj0/S220/luv+%40+style.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
